Title: Gelding the Stallion

Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter or Lord of the Rings. They belong to J.K. Rowling and J.R.R. Tolkien, respectively.

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End Game
Rivendell, T.A. 605

Elladan snarled, entering Erestor's office to find it empty.

But the scent of sex was still apparent to his sensitive nose.

"Erestor!" the Elf shouted. "I need to speak with you!"

Elladan knew that Erestor, wherever the sneaky chief advisor was, could probably hear him…along with most of Rivendell…

He would find that perverted old Elf…stallion indeed…

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"Elladan?" Elrohir called as his brother stormed into their rooms. "I…I need to tell you something."

"There is something you need to know, also," Elladan responded. "But you can go first."

Elrohir nodded.

"I was…pleasuring myself, earlier," Elrohir admitted with a blush. "Harry came in and attempted to…help me. He seemed to think it was a game."

"What did you do?" Elladan snarled, anger rising up at the thought of his innocent baby brother being so corrupted by Erestor that he would touch anyone…

"I sent him to Glorfindel," his twin responded. "I…my will was not as strong as I would have hoped, but I managed to send him away."

Elladan nodded stiffly.

"Harry attempted to seduce me as well," he admitted softly. "Erestor told him that sexual relations were a game…Erestor demonstrated that sexual relations were a game. Harry told me that he would be the mare and I could be the stallion…"

"So that is what he was going on about," Elrohir muttered softly. "I was a bit naked at the time, and most of my blood was not in my brain…"

"You resisted. That is all that matters," Elladan stated. "Well, that and killing Erestor for what he has done."

"We do not have to bloody our hands ourselves, brother," Elrohir pointed out. "We need only tell Glorfindel…"

The twins nodded and smiled wickedly at this train of thought.

The elf-lord would punish Erestor far worse than they would even imagine…

The twins left their chambers to find Glorfindel…he was probably in his rooms…

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The twins knocked on the door to Glorfindel's chambers, knowing better than to just barge in on the elf-lord.

Harry was the only one who could do that in the morning without getting his head lobbed off…

"Lord Glorfindel," Elladan and Elrohir greeted as the blonde answered his door.

The older Elf was shirtless, and his golden hair hung loose past his broad shoulders. The twins' eyes were drawn to his firm, defined muscles – and the bite marks that covered them.

"Elladan. Elrohir," Glorfindel greeted. "There is much to discuss…"

"Glorfindel…" Harry called, sleepily stumbling out of the bedchamber with nothing but a sheet wrapped around him. "Why did you get out of bed? I woke up alone…"

"Shh…" Glorfindel soothed, wrapping his strong arms around the little Elf.

Harry messy black hair rested trustingly against the pale skin of Glorfindel's broad chest.

"What..?" Elladan trailed off, wide grey eyes taking in the scene.

"Brothers!" Harry greeted enthusiastically from his spot in Glorfindel's warm embrace. "Glorfindel has agreed to marry me if I no longer play stallions and mares with anybody but him!"

The twins nodded dumbly as the sheet covering Harry slipped down to his waist, revealing the milky skin of his lower back and highlighting the swell of that tight bottom…

Glorfindel growled as he saw where their eyes rested.

"Go back to bed, my petite," he instructed Harry softly, brushing black hair gently away from that delicate face. "We will make a formal announcement later today."

Harry nodded trustingly, reaching up to place a chaste kiss on Glorfindel's lips.

The blonde leant down to oblige him and then ushered him back into the bedchambers.

"I suppose this is about Erestor?" Glorfindel growled once the door closed.

The twins gulped at the anger burning in those grey eyes, and they nodded meekly.

"He is dead," the blonde swore. "Do not worry about that. Give me a moment to tuck Harry back into bed and get dressed, and then we shall find that rat…"

Elladan and Elrohir nodded in agreement as Glorfindel slipped into the bedchambers after his love.

"Well…at least one good thing came out of this," Elrohir pointed out. "Glorfindel finally acted on his feelings…"

"Let us just hope that Harry is not pregnant…" Elladan growled. "Because if the child does not belong to Glorfindel…"

Both twins shuddered at the thought of the blonde elf-lord's rage. They did not know if any but Harry would survive it if it came to that…

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"What are you doing?" Harry sleepily asked Glorfindel from his sprawled position atop the bedcovers.

The blonde's breath caught in his throat at the sight of all that pale skin on his dark silk sheets…

"You are so beautiful," he whispered, leaning forward to place a wet kiss on Harry's sensitive neck.

"Oh!" Harry whimpered, arms reaching around to hold Glorfindel where he was.

The blonde pulled back with a tender smile.

"Your brothers and I are going to have a discussion with Erestor this morning, and then later you and I will formally announce our betrothal," Glorfindel explained.

"What do you need to talk to Erestor about?" Harry asked softly, and then he yawned cutely.

Glorfindel smiled down at him fondly.

"Nothing to worry yourself over," he soothed. "Go back to sleep. We have a long day ahead of us."

Harry nodded trustingly, letting Glorfindel help him get settled underneath the blankets.

Glorfindel quickly got dressed and grabbed his sword.

"Love you…" Harry murmured sleepily as the blonde made to leave.

Glorfindel turned back to place a soft kiss on Harry's forehead as his little love drifted off.

"And I you," he whispered softly.

Then he turned to exit the bedchambers.

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"He will be hiding in the gardens," Glorfindel stated as he led the twins out of his chambers. "We will surround him and block off the exits."

Elladan and Elrohir nodded in agreement.

When Glorfindel got like this, it was best to just do as he ordered…

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Glorfindel, Elladan, and Elrohir located Erestor in the gardens, just like the blonde had predicted. The trio surrounded the chief advisor, who was hiding in the maze.

The better to trap him – but Erestor did not have Glorfindel's strategic mind.

He was a scholar, after all, not a warrior…

"Good morning, Erestor," Glorfindel greeted the chief advisor calmly, only his burning grey eyes belying his fury. "Would you like to explain yourself?"

"G-good morning, Glorfindel," Erestor stuttered back. "E-explain myself? I was just t-taking a little b-break in the gardens this fine m-morning."

"Give me one reason why I should not kill you," Glorfindel murmured back silkily, grey eyes piercing Erestor to the spot.

Elladan and Elrohir moved closer to the scene of the confrontation. They did not want to miss Glorfindel punishing the chief adviser.

"I…Harry would not want you to," Erestor stated softly. "I am sorry. I just could not resist…But do not put my death on his conscience."

Glorfindel growled.

"That you would dare say his name," the blonde snarled.

He unsheathed his sword, and the blood drained from Erestor's face.

"Glorfindel…" he begged.

The elf-lord ignored him, thrusting his sword forward.

"Aaaaahhhh!!!" a scream rent the air.

Glorfindel pulled his sword back and wiped the blood off on his leggings.

"You wanted to be a stallion," the blonde murmured softly. "And you touched a mare that did not belong to you. I hope you enjoyed your gelding."

Then Glorfindel turned to Elladan and Elrohir.

"Take him to Lord Elrond. He can explain to your father exactly why I castrated him," Glorfindel ordered, calmly exiting the maze.

Elladan and Elrohir exchanged a glance and gulped, clenching their legs together.

They could not even imagine…

And as they brought Erestor to be healed by their father before he bled to death, they thanked the Valar that they did not touch Harry when presented the opportunity.

They liked their testicles right where they were, thank you very much…

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Author's Note: All right, so that is the end…I hope you guys liked it. I am probably going to do a oneshot from the last chapter with Glorfindel and Harry making love, but other than that, this story is done…So, please review and let me know what you think.