Cards

Title: Cards.
Author: Fishy (fishy@yahoo.com)
Pairing: Glorfindel/Erestor
Rating: R/NC17
Disclaimer: I own nothing.
Summary: Glorfindel wins a wager over a game of cards.
Notes: Not beta’d, AU, Slash.


Cards.

“I win!”

“I can‘t believe it, no there must be a mistake,” desperately Erestor looked at his own cards and then Glorfindel’s, the warrior had indeed won.

“Time to pay up.”

“Well, what….what do you want?” the advisor stammered.

“Erestor, you know what I want,” he said in such a sultry voice and devious grin that he could not of been misunderstood.

“But surely you were not serious?!” oh why had he agreed to accompany Glorfindel for a game of cards in his room?!

“I have never been more serious, until dawn you are mine sweet one.”

“I…I..”

“Will enjoy yourself very much I assure you.”

“Glorfindel, I…I can’t do this.”

“Are you not an elf of your word Erestor?”

“Yes but, but this is absurd!”

“Nay it is not, you promised to play along. If you were to win, I would be your personal assistant for the next month, a servant. If I were to win, which I did, I get you for one night.”

“Yes but I never actually expected you to win!”

“Well you should you should of thought of that before. Now…” he sank low in his chair, spreading his legs open lazily. Erestor gasped at seeing the obvious and rather large erection that stood proudly in the warriors leggings. “…stand for me.”

“Glorfindel this is ridiculous!”

“You swore to me did you not?”

“Aye…but…”

“But nothing, stand before me.”

Hesitantly Erestor stood from his seat to stand before the warrior, his arms crossed tightly before him. Licking his lips Glorfindel sat forwards in his seat, he grinned up at an obviously very nervous Erestor as he let his hands touch the back of the advisors knees. Slowly, he let his hands wander up to the back of his thighs; the advisor’s robe raising as he did so. He never took his eyes away from Erestor’s slightly fearful expression; grinning as the advisor closed his eyes tightly. He smirked as Erestor gasped when his hands finally cupped and gently squeezed the pert behind.

“Do you know how long it has been since I have taken another to my bed Erestor? Too long. Ever since I first saw you, I knew I had to have you. First I tried to satisfy myself with lovers who simply resembled you, but it did not take me long to figure out that I would never feel satisfaction until I had you.”

“So…what am I? Just a passing phase of yours? Once you use me you’ll finally be able to move on?”

“Oh I intend to keep you Erestor, there will be no other for me damn you. I’ve known this for some time now. And after all my attempts at seduction and courting, I have had to resort to winning you in a game of cards. Fine. If that is the only way I can have you so be it.”

With that Glorfindel withdrew his hands from the fine posterior and with ease pulled his tunic over his head and sat back in his chair, bare from his waist up.

“Come, sit here upon my lap.” He said huskily as he patted his thigh.

“You can not be serious!”

“Erestor…you swore.”

Clenching his jaw tightly Erestor moved to sit upon the blonds lap, he swallowed hard as the hard bulge of the warriors leggings pressed firmly against him. Glorfindel had immediately drawn Erestor closer, loving the feel of having him in his lap.

“Move around a little.”

“What?”

“I know you can feel my cock Erestor, rub against it.”

“I…I most certainly will not! Why are you doing this? You could have any number of other elves who would jump at a chance like this!”

“I know, but I want you. They do nothing for me, *nothing* Where as you, you make me burn from within. Now move.”

“I…I will not!” Erestor tried to stand again, but Glorfindel had a firm grip on his waist.

“Erestor.” The warrior warned in a low voice.


With a deep blush Erestor began to slowly move in his lap, rubbing atop of the hard erection pressed against him. Glorfindel’s smirk had become even more sultry as the advisor slowly moved.

“Wait, stand for a moment.”

Erestor did not need to be told twice and immediately leapt to his feet.

“Alright now come sit back on me, but straddle me.”

Erestor did as he was bid with a scowl, Glorfindel immediately grasped onto his hips tightly.

“Now move on me.”

When Erestor did not comply straight away Glorfindel guided his hips to rock atop of him. “Like riding a horse Erestor, just rub against me.”

Blushing scarlet he slowly gyrated against Glorfindel, and to his shame was begging to become aroused.

“My, my Erestor. If I am not mistaken I think you are beginning to enjoy this.”

Erestor did not reply, he simply continued to move atop of Glorfindel, rubbing hard against the rock hard shaft. His eyes which had been tightly shut flew open as the front of his robe was being opened. Instinctively he reached to push away the hands but his wrists were caught by Glorfindel’s stronger touch.

“I will give those busy hands something to do if they do not stay out of my way.”

He let his hands fall to the side and simply watched as Glorfindel pulled his robe over his head. Raising his arms dutifully when needed. Now they both wore naught but leggings. Glorfindel’s expression was that of a starved man as he tightly grasped Erestor’s hips and eased them back into a rocking sensation.

“I’m going to fuck you Erestor, so hard. But first I want you to stand a moment. Good, now remove those leggings.”

“Glorfindel, I assure you tonight will be the only night you will ever share with me if I
am forced to do anything I do not wish to.”

“Trust me, by the end of the night, I’ll have you begging me to take you. I will have no need, and never would I even consider taking anything of what you are thinking of by force.”

Erestor hesitated, but knew it was pointless. He had gotten himself into this mess, hopefully, if he let Glorfindel have his fun now, the warrior would tire of him and not actually wish to take him to his bed. For he had no wish to humiliate himself, no matter how attractive Glorfindel was.

He slipped off his shoes and bit his lip as his hand rested on his waist band. He looked back at Glorfindel desperately, hoping that perhaps all of this was a simple jest, but it was not. Glorfindel sat waiting, and highly aroused. Closing his eyes in humiliation Erestor pulled the laces of his leggings free, and was about to pull them down when Glorfindel interrupted him.

“Slowly Erestor, do it slowly.”

Erestor shivered at the hoarse voice, and did as he was bid. Slowly he pulled them down his thighs, hating himself as his half hard member came into view, and then stood completely naked before Glorfindel. Never having felt so low in his life.

“Now what?” He asked completely resigned and defeated.

“Now, come and undress me.”

Erestor sighed as he knelt before the warrior and shakily reached out for the ties to the warrior’s straining leggings. Slowly he untied them and eased them down, he gulped at the sheer size and magnitude of Glorfindel‘s arousal, and suddenly felt afraid. When Glorfindel was as bare as he, he looked back to the warrior, awaiting further instructions with a resigned air.

“Come, sit back upon me as you were.”

He sat back upon the warrior, suppressing a moan at the feel of their bare flesh touching; something Glorfindel felt no need to do as he moaned loudly. Erestor shuddered slightly as a hand gently brushed his cheek and delved into his long black hair to massage his scalp. His hair was loosened from its braids and fell in dark rivulets around his face.

“Wet your lips Erestor, yes that’s it. Now kiss me.”

“Kiss you?” why didn’t Glorfindel just take his pleasures and be done with it?

“Aye, kiss me, a real kiss.”

Erestor swallowed nervously, he leaned forwards, and with their lips almost touching he closed his eyes as Glorfindel had. When still he hesitated Glorfindel pulled him down by the nape of the neck and pressed their lips together, though he did not take command of the kiss, he simply waited.

Slowly and nervously Erestor moved his lips against Glorfindel’s. He gasped when feeling Glorfindel’s slick tongue slide against his lips and parted them without thinking. He hated to admit it to himself, but the kiss was lovely. It was slow and not to demanding, though he dreaded parting and seeing the look of dissatisfaction and amusement on the warrior’s face.

When they parted Glorfindel sighed happily, he opened his eyes to look at his partner, frowning seeing Erestor biting his lip, his eyes closed tightly.

“You thought that was terrible didn’t you?” the advisor spoke quietly; eyes still closed. He opened his eyes when feeling a hand brush his cheek, and was surprised at seeing Glorfindel smile at him, without a hint of condescending amusement.

“Never have I been kissed so, that was without a doubt the sweetest and best I have ever had.”

“Nay it could not of been, why would you say such a thing?” Erestor asked in denial, how could his inexperienced lips of been anything but dissatisfaction to one who has kissed and lain with more people than he could count.

“Because it was from you.”

Erestor was at a loss of what to say, where had that sudden sweetness come from?

“Now I want another one.” Glorfindel pulled Erestor back to him, delighted as Erestor leaned forwards, but both looked to the door when hearing voices from the outside.

“Glorfindel? Glorfindel come on! I thought we were playing cards this eve you…”

Erestor gasped as three elves simply let themselves into the warrior’s rooms, all paused, opened mouthed at what they saw. Glorfindel sat naked in his plush chair, nothing unusual there. But what caught their eye was the highly respected, much lusted and sought after Erestor, chief councillor of Imladris, naked, sitting atop of their friend. The three elves in unison doubled over and screamed with laughter and shock.

Glorfindel had quickly reached for Erestor’s robe which still laid on the arm rest of the chair and tried to hide Erestor’s modesty, not caring for his own. Cursing himself for forgetting to cancel his usual card game with his fellow warrior’s and friends.

“Get out!” He shouted, oh Erestor would hate him for this.

The three elves tumbled out side of the warrior’s rooms, howling with laughter and leaning upon each other for support. Glorfindel had eased the stunned advisor off of him; grabbing his shirt to hold over his groin and erection as he stepped into the hallway and glared at his friends, who still stood there, laughing uncontrollably.

“You can not say a word!”

“G-Glorfindel, what…how?” One of them chuckled.

“How on earth did you tame him? How did you lure him to your bed when so many others have failed?!”

“That is none of your concern! Now promise me you will not repeat what it is you saw!”

“Not until you tell us how you did it!”

“I…” Glorfindel sighed, his friends were impossible at times. “..we were playing cards, there was a wager, I won….”

“You lucky son of a..”

“You can not tell another soul, none of you, do you hear me?!”

The three elves grinned mischievously, still chuckling.

“So what are the terms?”

“What? I am not discussing this with you, now go!”

“We are not leaving until you tell us.”

“Oh for Elbereth sake, I have him for one night, and you are ruining it!”

“He has to do what ever you say?” Another asked huskily, an idea forming in his head.

“Aye, now go!”

“I thought we were your friends?”

“What are you getting at?” Glorfindel asked impatiently.

“Let us watch.”

“What?! No! now leave!”

“You’ve done it before what’s different now?”

“Erestor would not like that! And he is different…..special!”

“Oh come! If it were any of us in your position we’d let you watch, we’d even let you have a turn..” One finished suggestively.

Glorfindel could not believe what he was hearing, was this what he was really like? It was true he and his friends had engaged in such a activities before, but not since before he had met Erestor, and the elf in Erestor’s shoes had always been a willing participant, and had enjoyed it. Erestor barely trusted him as it was, plus there was nothing in all of Arda that would ever make him want to share Erestor. He hated the thought of these others elves having simply seen Erestor disrobed.

“This is different!”

“Oh and you just ‘forgot’ to cancel *our* card game? We see through you Glorfindel,” another claimed, believing Glorfindel had planned this.

“Come let us in…” the assuming elf made to push past Glorfindel but was shocked as Glorfindel, with his one free hand pushed the elf back against the opposite wall.

“I am in love,” he said in a low voice. His friends stood quietly for a moment, small disbelieving smiles and frowns upon their faces.

“You? In love? Do not be absurd, you are being greedy Glorfindel. You know any of us would die for a chance at Erestor, stop your jesting and at least let us watch.”

“Nay, I am in love, and I will not share him, I have him for one night and one night alone. He is mine. Now go.”

“Oh fine, fine! But we will not forget this!” The elf that was pinned against the wall pushed Glorfindel away. The three elves began down the hallway but turned back to Glorfindel.

“If you think we will ever let you watch or join any of us again you are mistaken Glorfindel.”

“There will never be any other for me, none but Erestor, and remember what I said, do not tell anyone!”

“We wont,” they groaned, thoroughly annoyed at the blond.

“Because if I ever find out that any of you did, you will be mucking out the stalls until the very day you sail!”

The three elves groaned again and continued down the hall, all annoyed and frustrated. How dare Glorfindel suddenly be in love.

When the elves were out of sight he re-entered the room, he grew nervous when seeing Erestor facing away from him, clutching the dark fabric tightly around his form. His breath caught when Erestor turn to face him. The advisor wore a look of pure betrayal, his eyes large and glassy with unshed tears.

“Did you plan that?” His voice sounded small and broken.

“What? No! I would never…”

“I feel so used…so, cheap…I feel filthy..”

“Erestor, none of them will breath a word, no one else will find out about this.”

“They know! That is bad enough, I can’t believe you would do such a thing to me!”

“Erestor, I swear I forgot they were coming, honestly..”

“Save me your lies Glorfindel I heard…I heard some of what it you were discussing with your ‘friends’!”

“What exactly did you hear?” He asked as he came to stand before Erestor and reached out to hold him, but the councilor quickly moved out of his grasp, reaching for his leggings to get dressed.

“I heard you all laughing, I heard them asking to watch! I heard them, them suggesting….would you really let them take ‘turns’ on me?” A look of sheer disgust passed over his fair features at the thought.

“No! Never! I would never share you with another, I want you for myself, I would never let that happen. You obviously did not hear everything…’tis true I have engaged in such things before, but all were consenting. I would never of expected you to…never would of allowed or wanted…”

“Why did you say you are in love with me?” Erestor asked suddenly; his lips in a straight tight line.

“Because I am.” He shrugged, unable to explain any further, for it was the truth.

“This is not love Glorfindel! You….you won me in a game of cards, using my honour against me!”

“Erestor I have tried to court you! Believe me! I do not simply lust after you, I think of you every moment of the day, I can not sleep or eat for I am so enamoured with you. I yearn, I long, I need you, I want you. And if the only way I could have you was through such deeds as this…..as dishonourable on my behalf as it is, so be it…I care not.”

With that he stepped forwards pulled the clothes from out of the advisor’s hands and kissed his roughly, desperately.

Erestor whimpered as he tried to pull away, but Glorfindel was so much stronger than he. The kiss was to rushed, to hard for him, he could not keep up with Glorfindel and could not pull away. Finally his lips were released as Glorfindel decided to kiss and suck along the sensitive flesh of his neck.

“Glorfindel stop! I…I don’t want this, please I cant!”

“Yes, yes you can, I’ll make you feel so good, I promise.”

Erestor fell upon the bed as the back of his knees hit the side of the mattress. Glorfindel effortlessly hauled Erestor further up the bed and lay above him, pinning him to the bed.

“Glorfindel, please I can’t do this…”

The warrior silenced him again with another hard kiss, pushing him flat against the bed as he reached for the small vial of oil he kept on his night stand.

“Glorfindel…”

“Do you go back on your word? You would of made me your servant for a month and I would of abided.”

It was true, he would of insisted Glorfindel uphold his part of the bargain, and he would of made the warrior run every and any erring he could think of. He swallowed hard and began to panic as Glorfindel uncorked the oil and coated his fingers, the warrior had obviously taken his silence as his assent. He had to stop this and now. When feeling slick fingers brush his entrance he instinctively pulled away, only for Glorfindel to hold him still.

“No Shh now, come on..”

“Glorfindel I..”

Again he felt those thick fingers circle his entrance, he reached forward and held the warrior’s wrist, keeping the fingers from pushing inside of him.

“Glorfindel I’m a…I’m, I mean I’ve never…”

The warrior’s eyes went wide in realization, was Erestor saying what he think he was saying?!

“Erestor…are you, untouched?”

“Aye, I am.” The advisor replied in a whisper, feeling utterly embarrassed and more than slightly fearful. He watched as Glorfindel took this in, the warrior was obviously surprised.

“But, how is that possible?”

“What do you mean?” Erestor asked, slightly offended.

“Look at you Erestor! You are so incredibly beautiful! How could be untouched?!”

“I…I have always wanted to keep that part of myself…for the elf I would fall in love with…” he said with a shrug, “…if such a thing were to ever happen.”

“You would gift your betrothed with your virginity?” The warrior whispered.

“Well, yes. It would be a part of myself that would be only his, experienced by no other, and his alone. You think that odd?”

After a long pause, Glorfindel answered. “No, no I do not. In fact I could not think of a greater gift any could receive from the one they love.”

Erestor watched Glorfindel uneasily, he would not go back on his word, though he did not entirely want this. Glorfindel was handsome, very handsome, but he was afraid. And this was not how he pictured giving himself away to another. His virginity was something he wanted only his intended to have. But he would not go back on his word.

“What are you going to do?” He asked hesitantly as he watched Glorfindel bite his lip, the vial still in hand.

Glorfindel groaned and closed his eyes, as well as the vial and laid down next to Erestor.

“Nothing, I am going to do nothing. As much as I want this, you do not. I would not ruin your first time, this precious gift of yours, if it is not I you wish to give it to,” a sad expression lay across his face.

Erestor exhaled in relief. Slowly he sat up and made to leave the bed and dress, but his wrist was pulled back firmly by Glorfindel’s hand.

“There is still a wager to settle, it still stands.”

“But you said…”
“I will not take your virginity, not if you do not want me to, but our wager still stands, though it must be amended now.”

“H-how so?”

“Well, I still have you for this one night, there will be no love making but you are still mine for this night…and more to come.”

“What do you mean?”

“If you were to win, the agreement was that I would be you servant for a month. So now, you will sleep in my bed for a month. Even if….even if it is just so I can hold you, while you sleep.” Glorfindel finished quietly, not quite able to meet Erestor’s eye line.

“One month?” Erestor asked after a pause.

“Aye, though I promise you I will have wandering hands, though I will not take your precious gift. No matter how much I wish it to be mine. Agreed?”

“I think, that is fare,” he replied quietly.

“Then come back to bed.”

Hesitantly, and always keeping one eye on the warrior Erestor slid beneath the sheets; gasping as Glorfindel pulled him flush against his own hard and heated body. Uncertainly Erestor glanced at Glorfindel, silently asking what it was the warrior was to ask of him that night if not sex. Glorfindel simply shook his head with a sad sigh; tucking the advisor further under his side, holding him as a child would a most precious comforter.

“Tonight sleep. You have been upset dreadfully, I would ask no more of you tonight.”

Erestor allowed himself a sigh of relief, though he swallowed hard when Glorfindel next breathed huskily in his ear.

“Our play will begin tomorrow night.”

TBC…