                          GOBLIN KING



	          "2509- Celebrian, journeying to Lorien, is

     	            waylaid in the redhorn pass..."

          	       -- The Tale of Years,

               	     from "The Return of the King"

	  The raucous shouts of hundreds of orcs echoed through the rough-hewn 
	cavern as the guards hauled Celebrian across the floor towards the throne.
	At the foot of the dais she tripped onshreds of green cloth that were the 
	remnants of her dress. Cursing, one of the uruks grabbed a handful of her
	silver tresses, dragged her up the steps, and dropped her painfully to
	the ground.

	  "Well, what have we here," growled a voice above her. Celebrian tried to
	muster up the strength to speak, but before she could do so one of the 
	guards spoke up.

	  "We snared this elf-bitch traveling through our pass, o truly tremendous
	one," he replied. "There were ten others with her, but we did for 'em, 
	the filth."

	  "Hmmmmm... good work, Bagdush. So, slut, what do you have to
	say for yourself? Speak up!" The guard twisted Celebrian's arm
	behind her and used the leverage to force her up onto her knees.
	Her vision filled with the sight of a large, muscular orc
	staring down at her from the throne, a jagged iron crown on his
	head.

	  "I am Celebrian, wife of Elrond of Rivendell," she replied,
	trying to sound imperious and confident, "and he will deal
	harshly with you if I am harmed."

	  "Har! Har! Harharhar!" The goblin king raised his gruff voice
	for the hearing of his assembled court. "You hear that, boys?
	Aren't we scared? Aren't we quakin' in our boots?" The orcs
	roared with laughter. "Well, since we don't want to get in
	trouble with.. Lord Elrond," he said with mock reverence, "I
	suppose we'd better be nice to his dear lady." He glanced over
	at one of the guards and nodded meaningfully; the guard scurried
	off. "Yep, we'd better treat her real affectionate-like." The
	goblin king reached around his waist and loosened the furs
	wrapped around him. Then he fished out his cock. Celebrian's
	eyes widened in terror and disgust as she viewed the thing; it
	easily measured a foot long, thick as a spear, its
	brownish-green skin dotted here and there with hairy warts. The
	king hefted it proudly, leering down at his captive. "I'll bet
	yer husband aint' got one this big. Bet you're dyin' for a taste
	of it." It took Celebrian a moment to realize what he was
	referring to. She shook her head, trying to back away.

	  "No, please, not that!" She had never dabbled in what was
	commonly called "the Elvish Art," and the prospect of taking an
	orc's penis into her mouth horrified her.

	  The goblin king laughed again. "Eh? Too bad, I've heard lots
	o' stories 'bout how talented you elf girls are." The guard who
	had left a minute or so ago returned, bearing a flask gingerly.
	He handed it to the king, who rolled it idly in his free hand.
	Letting go of his penis he unstoppered it and gestured to the
	guards. "Bring her forward!"

	  Celebrian struggled as the guards pushed her into a kneeling
	position at the very foot of the throne. He nodded, and one of
	the guards pried her mouth open. Then she felt the flask forced
	past her teeth, and a burning, sour liquid poured into her
	mouth. The flask was removed, and the guards pinched her nose
	and held her mouth shut to force her to swallow. When she did
	they dropped her to the floor again. She felt a sensation like
	fire coursing through her limbs. Her mouth was dry, but she felt
	dampness growing between her legs. Trembling, she pushed herself
	up with her hands. "What have you done to me?" she gasped,
	looking up at the orc.

	  "The shamans call it 'dragon piss', 'cause it puts bitches
	into heat," replied the king, grinning. "Makes 'em real fun to
	be with, makes 'em do all sorts of things they wouldn't do
	before." Against her will Celebrian's eyes were drawn to the
	orc's cock, and she stifled an urge to lick her lips.

	  "No, please, make it stop!" she pleaded. "Don't make me..
	don't.."

	  The orc guffawed. "Hey, I'm not doin' anything. You can do
	whatever you want to." Fighting herself and losing, she moved
	her head towards the orc's lap, saliva drooling out of her open
	mouth. Tears ran hot down her cheeks as she thought of Elrond
	and how she was about to pleasure an orc in a way that she had
	never done for her husband. The tried to close her eyes, but
	they remained stubbornly open as her tongue flicked out to lick
	the tip of the orc's penis. The rank orc smell filled her
	nostrils as she pressed her lips against the glans and began to
	work the huge, scabby thing into her mouth.

	  Above her the goblin-king groaned, obviously enjoying her
	attentions. Celebrian felt his claws dig into her scalp as he
	grabbed her head and started to force it downwards. The glans
	drove into her mouth, and the orc pressed her head down further,
	burying her nose in his smelly pubic hair and ramming his cock
	down her throat. She reached down between his legs and craddled
	his balls in her delicate hand while inside her mouth her tongue
	washed all around the shaft of his penis. She began to bob her
	head, her lips pressed tightly around the orc cock sliding
	between them. Her sucking grew more insistent as the penis moved
	in and out of her mouth. The orc's fingers tangled in her hair;
	from the ragged sounds of his breath Celebrian realized that he
	was nearing climax; the tears streamed from her eyes as she
	considered the loathsome prospect of the brutish goblin
	ejaculating into her mouth. She tried even harder to pull away,
	but to no avail. She continued sucking, sucking, sucking...

	  The goblin-king threw back his head and growled, and his penis
	jerked in her mouth as his seed squirted out of it. It was thick
	and warm, with a bitter, salty taste; Celebrian felt it wash
	over her tongue and fill her mouth before she swallowed, gulping
	down the vile stuff. More orc-semen flooded in. She tried to
	spit it out, but instead she drank it down like it was miruvor.
	Suddenly, she felt her head pushed back from the still-spasming
	cock. It hovered in front of her for just a moment, staring like
	a one-eyed serpent. Then it jerked again and cum splattered
	against her face, striking her in the chin. More semen, white
	with tinges of yellow and green, sprayed her cheeks and lips.
	Slowly the flow abated, until it was just a lazy dribble of
	sperm trickling onto the stone tiles. Still unable to control
	herself, she extended her tongue to catch the falling drops. She
	took the softening penis her mouth and cleaned off the last of
	the semen, meanwhile fearing that she would never be rid of the
	taste of the stuff. She leaned over and spat out some of it.
	Realizing that somehow she now had control of herself she spat
	again and again, wiping the slimy cum from her face with the
	back of her hand.

	  The king laughed again, and his assembled followers did
	likewise. "Can't quite make up her mind, can she?"

	  Celebrian looked up at him, trembling and sobbing. "What are
	you going to do to me?"

	  "I'll let you find out for yourself," he answered. The goblin-
	king turned towards one of the more fearsome orcs near his
	throne. "Uzgash! Bring the wargs!"


	  A sharp pang of fear shot through Celebrian at the mention of
	the evil wargs, wolves of great size, intelligence, and malice.
	No doubt the orcs intended to watch her torn apart by the savage
	beasts. But a small part of her felt relief that it would soon
	be over; after what she had just been through, death seemed an
	almost pleasant prospect. She did not resists when the guards
	pulled her towards the center of the cave. She felt the cold
	metal of a shackle clamped around her ankle. She moved her leg;
	looking down, she saw that she was chained to an iron spike
	driven into the rock. Then the guards withdrew, look fearfully
	at something behind her. She turned, slowly, following their
	gaze.

	  There were at least four dozen wargs, each the size of a pony,
	stalking towards her out of the mouth of one of the tunnels. The
	beasts walked with a slow, easy grace, glancing from time to
	time at the orcs, but mostly eying her hungrily. At the head of
	the pack, leading them, walked one larger than the rest, a grey-
	furred wolf with an aura of majestic evil. Celebrian heard the
	sound of something being set down behind her, but kept her eyes
	on the advancing wargs. The wolf-chieftain stopped just in front
	of her, examining her with glinting amber eyes. He licked his
	chops, and it seemed almost that he was grinning. Then his body
	tensed as he prepared to spring. She breathed a whispered prayer
	to Elbereth that he would be quick.

	  The wolf leapt up soundlessly; Celbrian gave way before it and
	tripped on something, falling backwards before the beast. But
	instead hitting the stone floor she landed on wooden boards. The
	wolf's forepaws pressed down on her shoulders while its hindpaws
	rested on the ground between her feet; the snout was inches from
	her face, the white razor-sharp teeth gleaming as it looked down
	at her. Was it toying with her? And why had the orcs placed what
	felt like a table? For the wolves' "feast"? The wolf turned his
	head to one side and barked and snarled to one of his underlings
	in what almost sounded like language; he repeated his orders in
	to several other wolves. Celebrian felt them tugging at her
	dress, tearing the cloth off from several directions. She
	glanced to her left and saw one wolf shredding the sleeve off of
	her arm; on her right another was doing the same. Down between
	her legs she saw...

	  Her gaze locked on the huge red penis protruding from the
	warg-chief's grey-furred sheath. Suddenly realizing what was
	about to happen, she struggled to get up, but the wolf bore his
	weight down on her and bared his fangs, snarling viciously less
	than an inch from her face. She did not dare move as he grabbed
	the front of her dress in his jaws and tore it away, exposing
	her firm breasts. Tauntingly he licked and nuzzled at them, his
	wet pink tongue lapping at her nipples and cleavage. She
	squirmed, feeling the wolf's hot breath on her neck before he
	lapped at her chin, then began licking her face. She started to
	move her head aside but stopped when the wolf snarled again. It
	moved back down to her breasts, slurping loudly as he washed his
	tongue all over her tits. Celebrian squirmed again, in fear, and
	in shame, because despite her terror and disgust she could feel
	her nipples stiffening from the wolf's savage foreplay.

	  She felt the last of her dress torn away from her lower body,
	and also the wolf fur brushing against the inside of her thighs.
	She felt the tip of the wolf's penis pressed against the
	entrance to her sex, and she knew there was nothing she could do
	to stop him. The wolf looked down at her, staring straight into
	her eyes as he drove his enormous cock into her with a single
	powerful thrust. Celebrian gasped in spite of herself. So big!
	It felt so... so... "No!" she told herself. "It's horrible! I'm
	being raped by an animal, a wolf... evil! I must fight it,
	must..." She gasped again as the wolf began pumping his cock in
	and out of her cunt, and she struggled not to acknowledge the
	pleasure it was giving her. She tried to ignore the exquisite
	pain of the wolf's penis stretching her with each thrust, the
	tickling of the fur rubbing the inside of her legs, the sticky
	wetness spreading around her sex, the rough wet tongue licking
	at her rigid nipples. She could feel her climax building inside
	her, and each time the wolf's cock slid in and out of her
	sopping pussy it pushed her closer. Her mind recoiled from the
	idea of being brought to orgasm by an animal -- worse, a servant
	of darkness -- but her body did not care. She tried to block it
	out by thinking of her husband -- surely he must be on his way
	to rescue her! But then all she could think of was what would
	Elrond think when he saw her lying there being taken by a wolf.
	And the fact that the wolf had a larger penis. She squinted her
	eyes and moaned as the enormous lupine cock plunged into her
	again, intensely aware of every inch. Yes, at least twice as
	big. She could no longer deny the pleasure it was giving her;
	with each stroke her sex burned like fire. But it was not just
	the sheer size of the penis that aroused Celebrian, nor the
	steady, powerful, unrelenting thrusts with which the
	warg-chieftain rammed the organ into her. The feelings of fear
	and helplessness had merged into a weird sensual thrill, and she
	gasped passionately as the grey-furred beast ravaged her like
	sexual prey, the wolf using her body to satisfy its lust with
	the same ferocity that it might devour a deer to satisfy its
	hunger. But still, she fought against showing it. She struggled
	to remain still and silent while the tension of her body wound
	tighter and tighter. She would not give her orcish captors the
	benefit of seeing a lady of the Noldor beg an animal to fuck her
	harder. She would not provide them the sight of the wife of
	Elrond Halfelven screaming in orgasmic bliss, impaled on a
	wolf's cock. Cock! So big... so deep... so... good... no,
	mustn't!... must stop! so good! must fight it!... so.... big...

	so... "Ohhhhh!!!!!!!!!!!" Celebrian wrapped her legs around the
	wolf's hindquarters as she threw back her head and screamed with
	pleasure. "Ohh!Oh!Oh!Yes!Oh!Yes!" She ground her crotch against
	the warg's, trying to drive the beast's penis deeper into her
	spasming sex. "YES!Oh!oh!oh!ooooooooooohhhhhhhhhh!..." Soft
	murmurings continued to escape her throat as her climax wound
	down and she lay there, rolling with the force of the wolf's
	thrusts. As she savored those thrusts she became aware that they
	were quickening in pace. She also heard a low growl rising in
	the wolf's throat. The growling grew louder, and the louder it
	got the faster and harder the penis drove in and out of
	Celebrian's drenched sex, each time eliciting an appreciative
	gasp, until the growl became a fangs-bared snarl, the thrusts
	became rapid, savage hammer-blows, and Celebrian's voice rose in
	a delirious lust-crazed wail punctuated by the shriller cries of
	her climaxes. Finally Celebrian felt the cock slide all the way
	into her and hold there. A second later she felt it pulse,
	followed by the sensation of soft warmth filling her, wolf-semen
	streaming against the walls of her pussy in forceful spurts.
	Celebrian's scream announced her orgasm as she arched her body
	against her grey-furred captor. Above her the warg raised its
	head and howled. The whole pack took up their chief's call as he
	reveled in his victory, asserting his dominance over her with a
	flood of semen.

	  The wolf slipped his cock out quickly and slid off of her.
	Mustering some of her returning strength, Celebrian sat up and
	watched as the warg-chief walked through his pack. The other
	wolves crowded around him, pushing aside the others with snarls
	and barks. Whenever the chief glanced towards one or the other
	it fawned on him, as if seeking a favor of some kind. Celebrian
	watched, curious. Suddenly the wolf-chief stopped and looked at
	one of the larger members of the pack, then uttered a sharp
	half-bark, half-growl. The other wolf rubbed appreciatively
	against the chief and howled, then turned. The rest of the pack
	made way as the recipient of the leader's favor trotted, head
	and tail held high, towards Celebrian. Her eyes went wide when
	she saw the erect penis dangling beneath him and grasped the
	implications.

	  "Elbereth, be merciful," she whispered. "There are almost
	*fifty* of them!" She slid down off of the wooden platform where
	the warg-chief had raped her; his semen trickled out of her
	pussy and dripped down her legs. Watching the approach of her
	new bestial paramour, she sank submissively to a hands and knees
	posture. She pushed her ass into the air in invitation, waiting
	anxiously. She felt the wolf climb up onto her. She tensed, legs
	spread slightly, eagerly awaiting the first brutal thrust. The
	wolf did not disappoint her. Soon Celebrian's body rocked under
	the savagely-fucking beast, her breasts quivering with every
	stroke. As the first orgasm began to erupt within her, she
	thought of her expected rescuers, and she whispered another
	prayer to Elbereth: "Please, don't let them find me too soon!"

	  Her thoughts melted with the heat of hot shaft of wolf-meat
	driving relentlessly into her. She rocked back and forth on her
	hands and knees, savoring the deep penetration. She could feel
	the knot bumping against the entrance to her sex, and a thrill
	went through her -- half fear, half desire -- as she wondered if
	this wolf would tie with her. The wolf-chief had been so
	monstrously endowed that she had not been able to take his
	entire cock, much less his knot. Lowering his snout, the wolf
	began to lick Celebrian's neck. She moaned hotly, then turned
	her head to let the wolf's tongue slide across her cheek and
	brush the side of her mouth. The wolf's tempo began to increase,
	his panting growing faster and louder, his fur brushing up and
	down the length of Celebrian's back in time with his frantic
	thrusting, in and out, in and out. She moaned again, louder, as
	the wolf pushed harder and his knot forced its way into her for
	the first time. He thrust a few more times before unleashing his
	load of seed with a howl. Celebrian gasped as flooding warmth
	filled her spasming sex and seemed to spread throughout her
	body. With a sigh she lowered herself to the stony ground,
	pulling the wolf down with her by his cock imbedded in her pussy.

	  It was some time before the wolf eased his softening penis and
	trotted off. Celebrian could feel the semen oozing out of her
	sex, dimly aware also of the wolves fawning on their chief once
	more, all eagerly vying to be the next one to ravage her. A
	smile played across her lips as she listened, comparing it to
	the days, centuries past, when Noldor and Sindar youths had
	beseeched her father for permission to court her. She imagined
	them gathered in a throng beneath the talan, demanding that
	Celeborn bring down his daughter so that they could take turns
	fucking her...

	  She heard the sound of wolf-paws padding towards her and
	realized that the use of her body had been passed on to the next
	lucky suitor. Keeping her cheek pressed against the stone she
	drew her knees forward, raising her rump high into the air, her
	eyes closed and a dreamy expression on her face as she waited
	patiently. She felt fur brush across her rear and giggled at the
	tickling sensation. The tip of the wolf's penis parted the folds
	of her sex, probing tentatively. "What are you waiting for?"
	murmured Celebrian. It started sliding into her, and she could
	feel it wasn't as large as the previous wolf's. "Mmmm... a
	little on the small side, isn't it?" It withdrew from her for a
	moment, and she waited again for it to mount her more forcefully.

	  Celebrian's eyes flew open in pain and shock, and her agonized
	scream echoed through the cave as the wolf shoved his cock into
	her virgin ass. The orcs, who had for a while been so quiet that
	she had forgotten that they were there, broke into shouts and
	raucous laughter, cheering the sodomizing beast on. Tears of
	pain streamed down Celebrian's face as the entire cock (which
	didn't seem so small now!) sank into her tight rear passage. The
	beast's snarls had a definite vindictive tone -- she had
	forgotten that the wargs understood speech! Now the wolf began
	thrusting. Celebrian gritted her teeth, pridefuly trying to deny
	the orcs the satisfaction of hearing her scream again. The wolf
	fucked her ass mercilessly, growling and snarling as he did so.
	Celebrian whimpered softly with each thrust. She dearly hoped
	that the remaining wolves would not decide to emulate this one.

	  With a snarl the wolf started ramming his cock harder and
	harder into her ass. Celebrian gave a sharp squeal of pain as
	the knot began driving in and out. The fluid leaking from the
	wolf's cock had lubricated her rectum so that the penis slid
	more easily, but Celebrian still winced each time it slammed
	into her. The thought occured to her that it wouldn't be such a
	discomfort if she had been introduced to it before. Perhaps it
	might even be pleasurable. If somehow she were rescued, she
	thought, perhaps Elrond might be persuaded to...

	  The wolf bore down on her with all his might, panting from the
	exertion. His cock was all the way inside her ass now, and the
	wolf fucked her with short, stabbing thrusts, rubbing the knot
	just inside her anus. Suddenly Celebrian felt the wolf's body
	stiffen, just as his penis began unloading a hot torrent of
	semen into her bowels. Glad it was almost over, she lay there
	motionless, enduring the cock and swelling knot stuck in her ass
	while silently reminding herself not to antagonize whichever
	wolf was next.

	  After a few minutes the wolf's cock had shrunk down enough for
	him to withdraw it, and Celebrian sighed with relief when he did
	so. Once more the wolves sought their leader's approval to
	satisfy themselves on their soft elven plaything. Celebrian
	waited anxiously, rising on hands and knees to assume a
	submissive, ready-to-be-mounted posture again. Soon she heard
	the next beast walking towards her. She wondered nervously
	whether this one would use her pussy or her ass.

	  The wolf's head nudged against her ribs and pushed her
	sideways. Puzzled, Celebrian raised her rear higher, rotating
	her hips invitingly. Instead of mounting her, the wolf put his
	head under her and flipped her roughly onto her back. Slightly
	dazed, she shook her head, wondering what the wolf wanted of
	her. Then she noticed what was dandling just in front of her
	face.

	  The wolf's red cock protruded from its sheath, glistening wet,
	inches from her mouth.

	  Celebrian squirmed, hesitating. "Please, no," she pleaded in a
	low voice, "not that!" The wolf snarled impatiently and moved
	forward so that his cock almost touched her lips. She closed her
	eyes for a moment, steeling herself. Then, eyes still tightly
	shut, she extended her tongue and ran it across the tip of the
	wolf's penis. She forced her eyes open, examining the swollen
	organ. Then she began licking the shaft, gliding her tongue up
	and down its impressive length. Once she had coated the whole
	thing with her saliva she began kissing it, pressing her lips
	against every inch, slowly working her way from the balls and
	knot down to the tip. She opened her mouth and with ever-
	lessening reluctance closed her lips around the first inch or so
	of the wolf's rock-hard penis. She moved forward, taking more
	and more cock into her mouth. The savage warg whimpered like a
	puppy.  Celebrian smiled around her mouthful of wolf-cock,
	amused that she now had some bit of control. She began sucking
	in earnest, massaging the length with her lips as she moved her
	mouth up and down on it. She could hear the wolf panting.
	Obviously he was enjoying her performance, and Celebrian had to
	admit she was becoming aroused as well. "What manner of slattern
	have I become?" she asked herself as she continued sucking the
	wolf's cock. "Am I a harlot for the beasts of the wood?"

	  She imagined herself standing nude in a clearing in a forest.
	A wolf appeared, dragging an elk across the ground. His erect
	penis protruded from his sheath as he brought his prey over to
	her and lay it at her feet. She looked down at it, appraising
	it, as the wolf rubbed his head against her legs. "Yes, this
	will be sufficient payment." She bent over and grabbed her
	ankles. The wolf climbed on and thrust into her...

	  Her thoughts were interrupted when she felt the wolf's cock
	slip from her mouth. The wolf lay down on his side and raised
	one leg into the air, exposing his engorged penis. Celebrian
	smiled and got on all fours as she crawled towards him. Burying
	her face in the wolf's crotch she licked and sucked his
	testicles, then took his cock into her mouth once more. The wolf
	wagged its tail appreciatively as Celebrian nursed on his penis.
	She found herself mentaly comparing its size to those of
	Elrond's hunting hounds, but immediately drove the half-formed
	image from her mind. As she continued pleasuring the wolf with
	her mouth, her hand crept slowly down her body to find her sex.
	The congealing semen deposited by the first two wargs oozed from
	her folds, as well as some that had leaked out of her ass from
	the third. Her own juices were flowing freely as well. Her
	delicate fingers rubbed her clitoris, becoming sticky with the
	warm mixture of fluids.

	  She felt fur brushing against her back, and something warm,
	wet, and firm pressing against the hand between her legs.

	  Celebrian wrapped her hand around the newcomer's cock and
	guided the tip into her sex, then ran her fingertip
	tantalizingly along the length before moving her hand away.
	Still working her mouth up and down on the first wolf's cock,
	she raised her ass up, causing an inch or so of the second
	beast's penis to enter her. Her heart beat wildly as she waited,
	wanting, needing...

	  Celebrian moaned around her mouthful of cock as the second
	wolf impaled her. This one was as big as the chief! She savored
	the huge thing driving in and out, in and out. Each thrust
	pressed her face against the wolf she was fellating. She brought
	her mouth off of it for a moment as she felt her climax nearing.
	Her long hair whipped around as she tossed back her head,
	gasping for air. "Ohhhh! Yes! Harder!" Her shame was completely
	gone. She cared not the slightest what the orcs saw her do.
	"Pleeease! Harder! Yes, ohhhhhhh, fuck me harder!" One last
	thought of her husband entered her mind. "Please forgive me,
	beloved," she whispered, "but it feels so good." Then she
	resumed her lustful entreaties to her ravisher. "Yes, harder! So
	gooood! Fuck me! Fuck me harderrrrrrrrr!ohhhhhhhhhhyesss!"
	Feeling her orgasm begin she took the first wolf's cock in her
	mouth again and began to suck...


                            EPILOGUE

	  "This is completely pointless," muttered Elrohir, tramping
	along in the snow beside his twin brother. Both were dressed in
	winter combat gear.

	  "Pointless," agreed Elladan. "Personaly, I doubt mother is in
	any danger. Father probably just wanted to be alone with Arwen.
	The little tramp."

	"She's such a slut," affirmed Elrohir. "Not that that's exactly bad..."

	"Next time I want her to suck *me*," demanded Elladan.

 	"No, it was your turn last time."

 	"Was not!"

 	"Was!"

 	"Was not! I fucked her last time!"

 	"So, what's wrong with that?"

 	"Well, nothing, its just... what was that?"

 	"What was what?" Both elves stopped in their tracks. From
	behind the bushes to their right there came a low moan. They
	drew their swords and moved towards the sound cautiously,
	sneaking behind the bushes to see who or what made the sound.

	"Mother?!?!" they gasped simultaneously. Celebrian lay in the
	snow, completely nude. Her lips and cheeks were thick with dried
	semen, as was her pubic hair and the fingers slowly stroking her
	sex.

	  "Harder!" she pleaded softly. "Fuck me harder!" The twins
	looked at each other in disbelief. Celebrian writhed on the
	ground, now with both hands between her legs and rubbing her
	sperm-encrusted mound.

	"I get the mouth," announced Elrohir, undoing his trousers.

	"Hey!" protested Elladan. "That's not fair!"


