Bathhouse
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Category:
-Multi-Age › Het - Male/Female
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
3
Views:
3,333
Reviews:
5
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
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I do not own the Lord of the Rings (and associated) book series, nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.
Bathhouse
Title: Bathhouse
Author: Ivory Wolf
Summary: A one line summary of the story itself.
Rating: NC-17
Pairing(s): You and Erestor
Feedback: desired.
Characters: Erestor, you
Betas: myself
Author’s notes: Youfic. This is a little PWP. It’s been in my mind ever since I wrote Bathhouse or Dare, but I went for it. Well, I’m in an Erestor mood so here you go. Enjoy and behave. ^_~
Erestor is a bit OOC, then again, it's hard to know what he'd be like. after all, the quiet ones always surprise you.
*Disclaimer: i don't owe erestor or lord of the rings or any of it except for 'you.' i don't make any money from this.
Ivory Wolf
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You moan in pleasure as your body slides into the hot bathwater. The steam tickles your face and your close you eyes as you sit. No matter what others may say, you think that Rivendell beats Lothlorian any day because of its heavenly bathhouses.
“To bad Erestor isn’t here,” you think aloud.
You grin as you remember the conversation you had with the quiet advisor before you came here.
“Where in Grey Haven are you going?” Erestor asked. “We still have a lot of work to do!” He didn’t bother looking at you as he focused on the task at hand.
You smile. He was sitting at his desk with piles upon piles of books and papers on his desk. A book on human culture was in one hand while the other was scribbling on a piece of parchment.
“I realize that,” you say. “But I also realize that we have been working twelve hours straight.”
“And your point?” He looked up at you.
You walked toward the desk so you could see him better. “My point is that working is fun and all, but I would like to take a bath and get some sleep also. Unlike you, my vampire-like friend, I need rest.”
“What purpose does the bath serve?” he asked. “It’s not like you really need one since all you’ve done is sit all day.”
You crossed your arms. “I have been doing a lot of work today, Erestor.”
Erestor winced. He knew he hit a nerve when you called him Erestor instead of Erie. “I didn’t mean it like that. I’m just saying that you haven’t broke a sweat and you haven’t gotten dirty.”
“So? I happen to find bathes wonderful. They always make me feel better after a hard day at work.” You grinned wickedly at him. “You are more than welcome to join me. I’d make sure that you enjoyed the bath as well.”
Erestor’s jaw dropped. He snapped is closed as he shifted in his seat. “Har har har,” he said. “You are so funny.”
“Who said I was joking,” you asked. You leaned over and whispered in his ear, “I’m being serious. I’d love you have you washing my…” You lightly blew in his ear. “Back.” Erestor squirmed.
“Stop it.” He stood and moved away from you.
You shrugged. “Fine.” You lightly grabbed his butt before heading out of his office. You said over your shoulder, “If you change your mind, you know where to find me.”
Perhaps you shouldn’t have been so forward, but you can’t help it. Ever since you met Erestor you have struggled with your hormones. All you want to do is grab that gorgeous hunk and…
You struggle to swallow. You lean against the wall behind you and spread your legs. You caress your thighs and sigh as your fingers slip into you. You think of Erestor unclothed and groan at the thought of that ivory body twisting and turning from the pleasure you inflict on him.
You speed up your thrusts as you picture him below you. His hair is tangled and wild as he thrusts up to meet your hips. His eyes are squeezed shut and his mouth is open. You feel yourself get wetter by the second as his moans reach your ears.
Just when you are about to reach your peak, you feel a hand cover yours.
“What do we have here?” a deep voice purrs in your ear, causing shivers to go down your spine. You open your as to find chocolate eyes starring at yours. He grins wickedly at you. “And from the way you were talking I had thought you were going to focus on my pleasure, not yours.”
You gasp as his hand slips into you. “Erestor.”
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Ooooooooooooooooooooooooo, I couldn’t resist. Please review and I’ll post the next chapter tomorrow. Ta for now.
Author: Ivory Wolf
Summary: A one line summary of the story itself.
Rating: NC-17
Pairing(s): You and Erestor
Feedback: desired.
Characters: Erestor, you
Betas: myself
Author’s notes: Youfic. This is a little PWP. It’s been in my mind ever since I wrote Bathhouse or Dare, but I went for it. Well, I’m in an Erestor mood so here you go. Enjoy and behave. ^_~
Erestor is a bit OOC, then again, it's hard to know what he'd be like. after all, the quiet ones always surprise you.
*Disclaimer: i don't owe erestor or lord of the rings or any of it except for 'you.' i don't make any money from this.
Ivory Wolf
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
You moan in pleasure as your body slides into the hot bathwater. The steam tickles your face and your close you eyes as you sit. No matter what others may say, you think that Rivendell beats Lothlorian any day because of its heavenly bathhouses.
“To bad Erestor isn’t here,” you think aloud.
You grin as you remember the conversation you had with the quiet advisor before you came here.
“Where in Grey Haven are you going?” Erestor asked. “We still have a lot of work to do!” He didn’t bother looking at you as he focused on the task at hand.
You smile. He was sitting at his desk with piles upon piles of books and papers on his desk. A book on human culture was in one hand while the other was scribbling on a piece of parchment.
“I realize that,” you say. “But I also realize that we have been working twelve hours straight.”
“And your point?” He looked up at you.
You walked toward the desk so you could see him better. “My point is that working is fun and all, but I would like to take a bath and get some sleep also. Unlike you, my vampire-like friend, I need rest.”
“What purpose does the bath serve?” he asked. “It’s not like you really need one since all you’ve done is sit all day.”
You crossed your arms. “I have been doing a lot of work today, Erestor.”
Erestor winced. He knew he hit a nerve when you called him Erestor instead of Erie. “I didn’t mean it like that. I’m just saying that you haven’t broke a sweat and you haven’t gotten dirty.”
“So? I happen to find bathes wonderful. They always make me feel better after a hard day at work.” You grinned wickedly at him. “You are more than welcome to join me. I’d make sure that you enjoyed the bath as well.”
Erestor’s jaw dropped. He snapped is closed as he shifted in his seat. “Har har har,” he said. “You are so funny.”
“Who said I was joking,” you asked. You leaned over and whispered in his ear, “I’m being serious. I’d love you have you washing my…” You lightly blew in his ear. “Back.” Erestor squirmed.
“Stop it.” He stood and moved away from you.
You shrugged. “Fine.” You lightly grabbed his butt before heading out of his office. You said over your shoulder, “If you change your mind, you know where to find me.”
Perhaps you shouldn’t have been so forward, but you can’t help it. Ever since you met Erestor you have struggled with your hormones. All you want to do is grab that gorgeous hunk and…
You struggle to swallow. You lean against the wall behind you and spread your legs. You caress your thighs and sigh as your fingers slip into you. You think of Erestor unclothed and groan at the thought of that ivory body twisting and turning from the pleasure you inflict on him.
You speed up your thrusts as you picture him below you. His hair is tangled and wild as he thrusts up to meet your hips. His eyes are squeezed shut and his mouth is open. You feel yourself get wetter by the second as his moans reach your ears.
Just when you are about to reach your peak, you feel a hand cover yours.
“What do we have here?” a deep voice purrs in your ear, causing shivers to go down your spine. You open your as to find chocolate eyes starring at yours. He grins wickedly at you. “And from the way you were talking I had thought you were going to focus on my pleasure, not yours.”
You gasp as his hand slips into you. “Erestor.”
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Ooooooooooooooooooooooooo, I couldn’t resist. Please review and I’ll post the next chapter tomorrow. Ta for now.