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Category:
-Multi-Age › General
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
3
Views:
2,855
Reviews:
2
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.
Want
Title: Want
Fandom: Lord of the Rings
Author: Lynsey
Websites: Read updates and much more first at my livejournal: http://lynsey-schadegg.livejournal.com/ . ALL my stories are archived at: http://lotr.adult-fanfiction.org/authors.php?no=1296789875 . **To join my mailing list go to: http://groups.yahoo.com/group/Fiction_by_Lynsey/ and join the group.
Beta: Patricia Pleasant aka slayer9649
Chapter: 1/?
Pairings: Erestor/Rúmil, Erestor/Rúmil/Glorfindel
Rating: NC-17
Warnings: AU, slash, explicit sex, may contain peanuts
Disclaimer: I own nothing. Do not sue, all I got are college loans, and this isn’t helping to pay them off.
Summary: Erestor and Rúmil are the exhibitionists of Imladris. Glorfindel needs to get some.
A/N: This was a very self-indulgent fic. I wrote it just because I wanted to read it. *smirks* Read at your own risk.
Glorfindel watched as Erestor ran down the front steps and into the arms of his Galadhrim. Rúmil had finally arrived in Imladris after his mandatory eight months serving on the borders of Lothlórien, and Erestor was ecstatic to have his beloved back.
…as was evidenced by the passionate kiss they shared in the courtyard.
…and the groping.
…and Rúmil pinning Erestor against the outside wall of the stable, and the councilor jumping up to wrap his legs around Rúmil’s waist.
Glorfindel, slightly embarrassed for the young couple, came down the steps to shoo them off. As he came up behind them, he was reminded again of how small the two elves were. The tops of their heads barely came up to his collar bone, and the width of his body was equal to both of the little elves standing side by side. He cleared his throat loudly as he approached them, and they both ignored him. Erestor started pulling Rúmil’s shirt off to kiss and lave the skin of his shoulders. Glorfindel cleared his throat louder. Rúmil let out a whining moan that made everyone in the courtyard stop and stare.
“Erestor! Rúmil!” Glorfindel whispered loudly.
Erestor raised his exotic, almond shaped eyes to regard the golden warrior standing next to them. “Can I help you?” he asked in a dignified manner regardless of the fact that Rúmil now ground his hips into Erestor’s pelvis.
“Um…maybe you two should take this inside. You’re causing a scene.” He gestured to the gathered elves looking on curiously.
Rúmil grabbed a handful of Erestor’s hair and forced his head back to expose his vulnerable throat. “Fuck off,” he grumbled as he attacked the flesh before him.
Frustrated, Glorfindel rubbed the back of his neck with one hand and watched the two elves rut against the wall of the stable. When Rúmil’s hand found its way into Erestor’s robes, the warrior had had enough. He pulled Rúmil by the back of his tunic and then spun Erestor around to grab the back of his. He dragged both smaller elves forcefully through the house and to Erestor’s apartments. He glared at the dark haired elf until Erestor fumbled to unlock the door. Once opened, Glorfindel dragged the elves inside the door and deposited them on their backsides.
Erestor pushed his hair out of his face and huffed unhappily. “Spoil-sport.”
“I won’t let what happened last time happen *again*. There are *still* confused elflings asking their parents uncomfortable questions.”
Rúmil snorted and proceeded to strip off the rest of his clothing. “Well, if the parents would have just *walked away* instead of *watching* us for the entire hour and a half, the elflings would have never seen anything inappropriate.”
“If you two wouldn’t copulate at every opportunity there wouldn’t be this problem in the first place!” Glorfindel chastised.
Rúmil, now naked, had decided that Erestor was too clothed for his own good, and he started pulling off clothing. “They just want our bodies,” Rúmil answered Glorfindel’s peevish growl. That set Erestor to laughing, and he tried to stifle his chuckles to no avail.
Glorfindel’s face contorted. “Shouldn’t you two have a little more dignity? A little more respect for yourselves?”
“Shouldn’t you get some before you explode?” Erestor queried. Both he and Rúmil laughed hysterically at the look on Glorfindel’s face.
Glorfindel slammed the door in their faces.
TBC…
Fandom: Lord of the Rings
Author: Lynsey
Websites: Read updates and much more first at my livejournal: http://lynsey-schadegg.livejournal.com/ . ALL my stories are archived at: http://lotr.adult-fanfiction.org/authors.php?no=1296789875 . **To join my mailing list go to: http://groups.yahoo.com/group/Fiction_by_Lynsey/ and join the group.
Beta: Patricia Pleasant aka slayer9649
Chapter: 1/?
Pairings: Erestor/Rúmil, Erestor/Rúmil/Glorfindel
Rating: NC-17
Warnings: AU, slash, explicit sex, may contain peanuts
Disclaimer: I own nothing. Do not sue, all I got are college loans, and this isn’t helping to pay them off.
Summary: Erestor and Rúmil are the exhibitionists of Imladris. Glorfindel needs to get some.
A/N: This was a very self-indulgent fic. I wrote it just because I wanted to read it. *smirks* Read at your own risk.
Glorfindel watched as Erestor ran down the front steps and into the arms of his Galadhrim. Rúmil had finally arrived in Imladris after his mandatory eight months serving on the borders of Lothlórien, and Erestor was ecstatic to have his beloved back.
…as was evidenced by the passionate kiss they shared in the courtyard.
…and the groping.
…and Rúmil pinning Erestor against the outside wall of the stable, and the councilor jumping up to wrap his legs around Rúmil’s waist.
Glorfindel, slightly embarrassed for the young couple, came down the steps to shoo them off. As he came up behind them, he was reminded again of how small the two elves were. The tops of their heads barely came up to his collar bone, and the width of his body was equal to both of the little elves standing side by side. He cleared his throat loudly as he approached them, and they both ignored him. Erestor started pulling Rúmil’s shirt off to kiss and lave the skin of his shoulders. Glorfindel cleared his throat louder. Rúmil let out a whining moan that made everyone in the courtyard stop and stare.
“Erestor! Rúmil!” Glorfindel whispered loudly.
Erestor raised his exotic, almond shaped eyes to regard the golden warrior standing next to them. “Can I help you?” he asked in a dignified manner regardless of the fact that Rúmil now ground his hips into Erestor’s pelvis.
“Um…maybe you two should take this inside. You’re causing a scene.” He gestured to the gathered elves looking on curiously.
Rúmil grabbed a handful of Erestor’s hair and forced his head back to expose his vulnerable throat. “Fuck off,” he grumbled as he attacked the flesh before him.
Frustrated, Glorfindel rubbed the back of his neck with one hand and watched the two elves rut against the wall of the stable. When Rúmil’s hand found its way into Erestor’s robes, the warrior had had enough. He pulled Rúmil by the back of his tunic and then spun Erestor around to grab the back of his. He dragged both smaller elves forcefully through the house and to Erestor’s apartments. He glared at the dark haired elf until Erestor fumbled to unlock the door. Once opened, Glorfindel dragged the elves inside the door and deposited them on their backsides.
Erestor pushed his hair out of his face and huffed unhappily. “Spoil-sport.”
“I won’t let what happened last time happen *again*. There are *still* confused elflings asking their parents uncomfortable questions.”
Rúmil snorted and proceeded to strip off the rest of his clothing. “Well, if the parents would have just *walked away* instead of *watching* us for the entire hour and a half, the elflings would have never seen anything inappropriate.”
“If you two wouldn’t copulate at every opportunity there wouldn’t be this problem in the first place!” Glorfindel chastised.
Rúmil, now naked, had decided that Erestor was too clothed for his own good, and he started pulling off clothing. “They just want our bodies,” Rúmil answered Glorfindel’s peevish growl. That set Erestor to laughing, and he tried to stifle his chuckles to no avail.
Glorfindel’s face contorted. “Shouldn’t you two have a little more dignity? A little more respect for yourselves?”
“Shouldn’t you get some before you explode?” Erestor queried. Both he and Rúmil laughed hysterically at the look on Glorfindel’s face.
Glorfindel slammed the door in their faces.
TBC…