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chapter 22
Title: Enough for Tonight (22/22)
Author: Aglarien
Rating: NC-17
Type: FPS
Pairing: Erestor/Glorfindel, Caladir/Gurvelon (OMCs)
Disclaimer: Alas, not mine. Except for the cat.
Warning: AU. Fluff.
Archive: Glorfindel of Imladris, AFF, Melethryn, OEAM
Summary: The wedding.
Part 22
Glorfindel peeked his head around the office door to see if Elrond was busy. “Elrond? May I speak with you a moment?”
“Of course, my friend. Come in, come in.”
Glorfindel sat in the chair across from Elrond. Elrond went to a table, poured two glasses of wine, and handed one to his friend. “What would you like to talk about?”
“Elrond, I would like very much for Erestor and I to exchange rings on the day of our wedding celebration. I want to surprise him, but I am afraid of picking rings he won’t be truly happy with. Would be help me?”
Elrond took a sip of wine while he gathered his thoughts. Oh, dear. He was afraid this was going to happen. What should he say?
“Glorfindel, my friend. Do you trust me?” Glorfindel nodded. “Implicitly?” Another nod. “Good. Will you allow me to handle the rings for you, and do nothing about them?”
“Why?”
“Because I want to. You trust me, remember?” Elrond smiled at his friend.
Glorfindel smirked. “Trapped me, didn’t you. Very well, I will allow you to do this.”
Their conversation moved in other directions while they sat and enjoyed their wine.
~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~
Glirien was lying in the sun in the middle of the garden. Now fully healed, her gray coat was plush, and her white paws and chest sparkled. She loved her new life in Imladris, and for the first time in her short life she was happy. Erestor and Glorfindel were lovely elves, and were always petting her and dangling things for her to play with. She hadn’t been hungry one day since Tinnu found her.
Best of all was Tinnu. Glirien just loved her new friend. Her favorite thing in the whole world was lying next to Tinnu while they washed each other’s face. He didn’t even mind when she got over-excited when they were playing and bit him.
Tinnu bounded into the garden carrying their breakfast. Now, where was that sweet little cat he loved? Ah, there. Strutting up to Glirien, he laid the rat in front of her paws, and sang. Wake up, little Glirien! I have breakfast! Eat it while it’s still warm!
Glirien stretched and rose to her feet, singing. Oh, Tinnu, it’s lovely! You’re so good to me!
Giving the large black cat a loving lick on his nose, she dug into the lovely rat, purring. Tinnu watched her adoringly for a moment, and then started eating their breakfast with her.
~~~*~~~
Erestor patiently waited for Glorfindel to leave for his office, then quickly scurried into Elrond’s office. “Are they here yet, Elrond?”
“Aye, delivered just this morning. Come and see.”
Erestor had spent long hours of his healing designing rings for himself and Glorfindel. Enlisting Elrond’s help, the rings were ordered and the jeweler sworn to secrecy.
Elrond removed a small box from his desk, opened it, and carefully unwrapped the contents, then placed them in Erestor’s open palm.
“Oh, they’re beautiful…just what I imagined they would look like.” Erestor looked up at Elrond, a glorious smile spread across his face and tears pooling in his eyes. “Thank you for helping me with these, my friend.” The two rings were identical. A center strip of onyx was embedded in a gold band. And imbedded in the onyx was a perfect golden flower.
Elrond embraced Erestor. “It was my pleasure, dear friend, my pleasure.” He released Erestor and said, “Now let me tell you about Glorfindel coming to me about wanting to surprise you with rings.”
Erestor chuckled over the story. “Very nicely devious, Elrond.”
“High praise indeed from my devious chief councilor.”
~~~*~~~
The day of the wedding celebration finally arrived. Erestor and Glorfindel were having none of that “can’t see the groom” nonsense, as they were already, without a doubt, married. The two elves, accompanied by the two cats, were secreted in their rooms making themselves ready.
Erestor had just finished fixing Glorfindel’s golden mane. Brilliant sapphires peaked here and there in the elaborate braids on the top of his head. The remainder of the long golden hair draped luxuriantly down Glorfindel’s back; more sapphires knotted in the hair emerged when he moved.
“Beautiful,” Erestor breathed. “They match the most beautiful eyes in all of Arda.” Taking Glorfindel’s golden circlet, he carefully interwove it among the braids and jewels. “There. Done. Perfect.”
“Thank you, beloved. It is beautiful.” Rising, he gave Erestor a quick kiss. “Now, your turn. Sit.”
The two lovers had decided they would each determine what the other would wear this day. Although Glorfindel had not been allowed to see his robes yet, he now knew they would be in his favorite blue.
He opened a small box on the table and began his own elaborate braiding of Erestor’s hair. Erestor peered into the box, and looked up beaming at Glorfindel. “Rubies!” he whispered.
“Aye love, to match your ruby lips. And I do love you in dark red – it highlights your beautiful black hair and your dark eyes. How hold still.”
Before long, Erestor’s hair was finished. Erestor’s hair was arranged much the same as Glorfindel’s, the only changes in the style of the braids. Erestor, too, had jewels knotted in his long hair. Glorfindel wanted his Erestor to sparkle on this day,
Erestor reached for his mithril circlet to hand it to his beloved. Glorfindel’s hand stopped him.
“Not today, sweetheart. Today, I want you in gold.” Glorfindel opened a drawer and drew out a box Erestor had never noticed before. He opened the box to reveal a golden circlet, crafted exactly like his own. Taking the circlet he wove it into Erestor’s hair.
“Oh, Glorfindel, it is beautiful. Thank you, my love.”
“We are one, beloved. Our circlets will reflect that for all to see.” He kissed Erestor passionately. Breaking the kiss before they forgot what they were doing, he smiled. “Now, robes.”
Erestor removed Glorfindel’s covered robes from the wardrobe. “You first, love.” Carefully unwrapping the robe, he slowly revealed rich, velvet, royal blue robes. Swirls embroidered in gold thread ended in golden flowers, highlighted with sapphires. A golden sash was tied around the waist.
“Oh, Erestor, it is beautiful. But you have to see yours now.” Glorfindel removed Erestor’s robes from the wardrobe, and uncovered them to reveal rich, deep red velvet. Swirls embroidered in gold thread ended in golden flowers, highlighted with rubies. A golden sash was tied around the waist.
The two elves dissolved into laughter. Unknown to either of them, the seamstresses had decided to fulfill their orders with matching robes.
“Oh, they are perfect, my love. Just perfect. We shall be the envy of all.” Erestor laughed. Glorfindel agreed, and grabbing his mate, kissed him again.
They were finally dressed in their new resplendent robes. Erestor picked up a royal blue ribbon and deep red ribbon. “Which one gets which?”
“Tinnu in the red and Glirien the blue. Same principal as on you, my love. Red on black,” Glorfindel grinned. He took the blue ribbon and called Glirien. “Come, little sweetheart. Let’s make you even more beautiful.” He tied the ribbon around the little cat’s neck, while Erestor tied the red on Tinnu.
~~~*~~~
The two cats sat side by side in the garden, waiting with their friends Caladir and Gurvelon. Everyone was anxiously waiting for the two grooms to appear. Elrond stood waiting on the platform, flanked by Elladan and Elrohir.
When Erestor and Glorfindel finally emerged from the house, hand in hand, elves drew in their breaths and murmured of how beautiful and regal they looked. They gracefully joined a beaming Elrond.
Taking one each of their hands into his, Elrond began the ceremony, speaking loudly enough for all to hear. “My dear friends, the night before we left for battle, I had the privilege of witnessing your marriage vows, one to the other.” Most of the elves attending the ceremony collectively gasped. They were married already? “Will you now repeat those vows in the sight of your friends and family?” Releasing their hands, Elrond reached into a pocket. Withdrawing the rings, he placed them in Erestor’s hand.
Erestor opened his hand, allowing Glorfindel to see the rings. “I hope you like them, my love. Elrond helped me have them made.”
Tears welled in Glorfindel’s eyes as he looked at the golden flower embedded in black, embedded in gold. “We are one, beloved. They are perfect,” he whispered.
“Glorfindel, my love, I can no longer imagine my life without you by my side. I thank the Valar for giving you to me. I will honor you, protect you and love you forever. We are one, my husband.” Erestor took the larger of the two rings and slid it on Glorfindel’s finger, then placed the smaller one in his hand.
“Erestor, beloved, you are my gift from the Valar. I am thankful my wound finally brought us together. Your love completes me, and I cannot imagine life without you. I will honor you, protect you, and love you forever. We are one, my husband.” Glorfindel placed the ring on Erestor’s finger. Tears welling in both of their eyes, he swept his husband into a passionate kiss.
Elves cheered and applauded, and the only dry eyes in the valley belonged to Tinnu and Glirien. The two cats were curled up together in a quiet corner, indulging in a rather vigorous mutual face wash.
The End.
Author: Aglarien
Rating: NC-17
Type: FPS
Pairing: Erestor/Glorfindel, Caladir/Gurvelon (OMCs)
Disclaimer: Alas, not mine. Except for the cat.
Warning: AU. Fluff.
Archive: Glorfindel of Imladris, AFF, Melethryn, OEAM
Summary: The wedding.
Part 22
Glorfindel peeked his head around the office door to see if Elrond was busy. “Elrond? May I speak with you a moment?”
“Of course, my friend. Come in, come in.”
Glorfindel sat in the chair across from Elrond. Elrond went to a table, poured two glasses of wine, and handed one to his friend. “What would you like to talk about?”
“Elrond, I would like very much for Erestor and I to exchange rings on the day of our wedding celebration. I want to surprise him, but I am afraid of picking rings he won’t be truly happy with. Would be help me?”
Elrond took a sip of wine while he gathered his thoughts. Oh, dear. He was afraid this was going to happen. What should he say?
“Glorfindel, my friend. Do you trust me?” Glorfindel nodded. “Implicitly?” Another nod. “Good. Will you allow me to handle the rings for you, and do nothing about them?”
“Why?”
“Because I want to. You trust me, remember?” Elrond smiled at his friend.
Glorfindel smirked. “Trapped me, didn’t you. Very well, I will allow you to do this.”
Their conversation moved in other directions while they sat and enjoyed their wine.
~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~
Glirien was lying in the sun in the middle of the garden. Now fully healed, her gray coat was plush, and her white paws and chest sparkled. She loved her new life in Imladris, and for the first time in her short life she was happy. Erestor and Glorfindel were lovely elves, and were always petting her and dangling things for her to play with. She hadn’t been hungry one day since Tinnu found her.
Best of all was Tinnu. Glirien just loved her new friend. Her favorite thing in the whole world was lying next to Tinnu while they washed each other’s face. He didn’t even mind when she got over-excited when they were playing and bit him.
Tinnu bounded into the garden carrying their breakfast. Now, where was that sweet little cat he loved? Ah, there. Strutting up to Glirien, he laid the rat in front of her paws, and sang. Wake up, little Glirien! I have breakfast! Eat it while it’s still warm!
Glirien stretched and rose to her feet, singing. Oh, Tinnu, it’s lovely! You’re so good to me!
Giving the large black cat a loving lick on his nose, she dug into the lovely rat, purring. Tinnu watched her adoringly for a moment, and then started eating their breakfast with her.
~~~*~~~
Erestor patiently waited for Glorfindel to leave for his office, then quickly scurried into Elrond’s office. “Are they here yet, Elrond?”
“Aye, delivered just this morning. Come and see.”
Erestor had spent long hours of his healing designing rings for himself and Glorfindel. Enlisting Elrond’s help, the rings were ordered and the jeweler sworn to secrecy.
Elrond removed a small box from his desk, opened it, and carefully unwrapped the contents, then placed them in Erestor’s open palm.
“Oh, they’re beautiful…just what I imagined they would look like.” Erestor looked up at Elrond, a glorious smile spread across his face and tears pooling in his eyes. “Thank you for helping me with these, my friend.” The two rings were identical. A center strip of onyx was embedded in a gold band. And imbedded in the onyx was a perfect golden flower.
Elrond embraced Erestor. “It was my pleasure, dear friend, my pleasure.” He released Erestor and said, “Now let me tell you about Glorfindel coming to me about wanting to surprise you with rings.”
Erestor chuckled over the story. “Very nicely devious, Elrond.”
“High praise indeed from my devious chief councilor.”
~~~*~~~
The day of the wedding celebration finally arrived. Erestor and Glorfindel were having none of that “can’t see the groom” nonsense, as they were already, without a doubt, married. The two elves, accompanied by the two cats, were secreted in their rooms making themselves ready.
Erestor had just finished fixing Glorfindel’s golden mane. Brilliant sapphires peaked here and there in the elaborate braids on the top of his head. The remainder of the long golden hair draped luxuriantly down Glorfindel’s back; more sapphires knotted in the hair emerged when he moved.
“Beautiful,” Erestor breathed. “They match the most beautiful eyes in all of Arda.” Taking Glorfindel’s golden circlet, he carefully interwove it among the braids and jewels. “There. Done. Perfect.”
“Thank you, beloved. It is beautiful.” Rising, he gave Erestor a quick kiss. “Now, your turn. Sit.”
The two lovers had decided they would each determine what the other would wear this day. Although Glorfindel had not been allowed to see his robes yet, he now knew they would be in his favorite blue.
He opened a small box on the table and began his own elaborate braiding of Erestor’s hair. Erestor peered into the box, and looked up beaming at Glorfindel. “Rubies!” he whispered.
“Aye love, to match your ruby lips. And I do love you in dark red – it highlights your beautiful black hair and your dark eyes. How hold still.”
Before long, Erestor’s hair was finished. Erestor’s hair was arranged much the same as Glorfindel’s, the only changes in the style of the braids. Erestor, too, had jewels knotted in his long hair. Glorfindel wanted his Erestor to sparkle on this day,
Erestor reached for his mithril circlet to hand it to his beloved. Glorfindel’s hand stopped him.
“Not today, sweetheart. Today, I want you in gold.” Glorfindel opened a drawer and drew out a box Erestor had never noticed before. He opened the box to reveal a golden circlet, crafted exactly like his own. Taking the circlet he wove it into Erestor’s hair.
“Oh, Glorfindel, it is beautiful. Thank you, my love.”
“We are one, beloved. Our circlets will reflect that for all to see.” He kissed Erestor passionately. Breaking the kiss before they forgot what they were doing, he smiled. “Now, robes.”
Erestor removed Glorfindel’s covered robes from the wardrobe. “You first, love.” Carefully unwrapping the robe, he slowly revealed rich, velvet, royal blue robes. Swirls embroidered in gold thread ended in golden flowers, highlighted with sapphires. A golden sash was tied around the waist.
“Oh, Erestor, it is beautiful. But you have to see yours now.” Glorfindel removed Erestor’s robes from the wardrobe, and uncovered them to reveal rich, deep red velvet. Swirls embroidered in gold thread ended in golden flowers, highlighted with rubies. A golden sash was tied around the waist.
The two elves dissolved into laughter. Unknown to either of them, the seamstresses had decided to fulfill their orders with matching robes.
“Oh, they are perfect, my love. Just perfect. We shall be the envy of all.” Erestor laughed. Glorfindel agreed, and grabbing his mate, kissed him again.
They were finally dressed in their new resplendent robes. Erestor picked up a royal blue ribbon and deep red ribbon. “Which one gets which?”
“Tinnu in the red and Glirien the blue. Same principal as on you, my love. Red on black,” Glorfindel grinned. He took the blue ribbon and called Glirien. “Come, little sweetheart. Let’s make you even more beautiful.” He tied the ribbon around the little cat’s neck, while Erestor tied the red on Tinnu.
~~~*~~~
The two cats sat side by side in the garden, waiting with their friends Caladir and Gurvelon. Everyone was anxiously waiting for the two grooms to appear. Elrond stood waiting on the platform, flanked by Elladan and Elrohir.
When Erestor and Glorfindel finally emerged from the house, hand in hand, elves drew in their breaths and murmured of how beautiful and regal they looked. They gracefully joined a beaming Elrond.
Taking one each of their hands into his, Elrond began the ceremony, speaking loudly enough for all to hear. “My dear friends, the night before we left for battle, I had the privilege of witnessing your marriage vows, one to the other.” Most of the elves attending the ceremony collectively gasped. They were married already? “Will you now repeat those vows in the sight of your friends and family?” Releasing their hands, Elrond reached into a pocket. Withdrawing the rings, he placed them in Erestor’s hand.
Erestor opened his hand, allowing Glorfindel to see the rings. “I hope you like them, my love. Elrond helped me have them made.”
Tears welled in Glorfindel’s eyes as he looked at the golden flower embedded in black, embedded in gold. “We are one, beloved. They are perfect,” he whispered.
“Glorfindel, my love, I can no longer imagine my life without you by my side. I thank the Valar for giving you to me. I will honor you, protect you and love you forever. We are one, my husband.” Erestor took the larger of the two rings and slid it on Glorfindel’s finger, then placed the smaller one in his hand.
“Erestor, beloved, you are my gift from the Valar. I am thankful my wound finally brought us together. Your love completes me, and I cannot imagine life without you. I will honor you, protect you, and love you forever. We are one, my husband.” Glorfindel placed the ring on Erestor’s finger. Tears welling in both of their eyes, he swept his husband into a passionate kiss.
Elves cheered and applauded, and the only dry eyes in the valley belonged to Tinnu and Glirien. The two cats were curled up together in a quiet corner, indulging in a rather vigorous mutual face wash.
The End.