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Chapter 10
Title: Hidden Love (10/19)
Author: Janalynn27
Type: FPS
Pairing: Erestor/Glorfindel
Rating: NC-17
Warnings: Slash
Disclaimer: The characters are not mine. They belong to the estate of J.R.R. Tolkien. No disrespect is intended and no profit is being made.
Beta: Patricia Pleasant aka slayer9649, Thanks a bunch! Any other mistakes are of my making.
Summary: Erestor and Glorfindel love each other but are afraid to let the other know, for fear of rejection.
Timeline: 2610 TA, a hundred years after Celebrían passes into the west. The rest is AU.
Feedback: It is greatly appreciated, this being my first story in Tolkien’s wonderful world of Middle-Earth.
Author's note: When Erestor and Glorfindel are mindspeaking it is accentuated by 'dialogue'.
Chapter 10
“You know, Glorfindel, if your body was anymore tense, I would have a very hard time carrying you,” Elrond said as he carried Glorfindel out of The Healing House.
Trying to relax his body, Glorfindel whispered, “I am sorry, Elrond, it is just that I find it hard to accept that I have to be carried around as if I were an Elfling.”
Chuckling, “Why not think of all the things you want to say to Erestor to get your mind off of being carried around like an Elfling.”
Scowling at him, “You know, Elrond, that is not helping.”
“You better be nice or I just might drop you,” Elrond said with a smile.
“Humph.”
When they reached Glorfindel’s chambers Elrond helped him into a loose pair of leggings for sleeping and settled him into bed, “There, are you comfortable?”
“Elrond, what if Erestor is too angry to come to me?” Glorfindel asked, suddenly feeling unsure of himself. “What if I fumble things too much? I have been hiding my feelings for so long, and I am not sure what to say to him.”
Sitting on the bed next to him, Elrond said, “Glorfindel, just tell him that you love him; he will forgive you anything when you tell him that. Just trust your instincts, they will guide you true.”
Taking a deep breath, “Hannon le (Thank you), Elrond. I just wish I was well; I just feel so helpless right now, and I can hardly raise my arms. This is not the way I wanted to profess my devotion to him. I had many dreams of telling him how I feel and being weak as an Elfling was not one of them.”
Standing up Elrond smiled down at him, “Yes, well, just think of the positive things, like when you are well. Now I will go and fetch Erestor,” he started walking out and paused at the door, “Oh, and Glorfindel, no strenuous activity of any kind.”
“ELROND!” Glorfindel said, blushing red.
Elrond just laughed and left.
When Elrond reached Erestor’s door he knocked, not hearing any reply, entered and found a freshly bathed Erestor sitting in a chair in front of the fire. Worried by the withdrawn look in his eyes, Elrond crouched in front of Erestor and placed a healing touch upon his brow.
Blinking, Erestor looked into Elrond’s eyes and was shocked with finding him in his room and in front of him, “Elrond, I am sorry. I did not hear you come in.”
“Mellon nín (My friend), are you okay?” Elrond asked with concern.
Shivering, “I feel cold, Elrond. How is Glorfindel?”
“He is well, mellon nín, and resting in his chambers. He has asked to see you,” Elrond said then stood, “Now, why do you not go and see him. He will need more healing herbs every few hours and I left some on the tray with the tea in his bedchamber. If you would make sure that he drinks some, I would greatly appreciate it.”
“Elrond, I do not know if I can see him just yet, I mean, look at me, I am a mess.”
Helping Erestor to his feet, “Trust me, mellon nín, he wants to apologize for the way he treated you. Now go to him, he still needs his rest and I know he will not until he sees you.”
That got Erestor moving, hearing that Glorfindel needed rest, he could not stand the thought of him being the cause of Glorfindel’s distress. He was almost to the door when he realized what he was wearing, a loose pair of leggings and a robe. Looking down at himself he said, “Elrond, I should change.”
“You look fine, now hurry before Glorfindel does something stupid, like tries to get out of bed to search for you. He was quite anxious to talk with you,” Elrond said as he practically pushed Erestor into the hallway.
Looking once more at Elrond, he then walked to Glorfindel’s chambers only to pause at the door, his hand poised to knock. Finally gathering his courage he let his knuckles rap twice against the door and waited for a response.
Glorfindel was nervous and when he heard the knock on the door he jumped which caused him to jar his side, “Come in.”
Erestor walked in and stopped just inside Glorfindel’s bedchamber. When he saw the pain in his eyes he took a few steps forward, then stopped, unsure whether Glorfindel would accept his concern.
Upon seeing Erestor and how pale and fragile he looked, Glorfindel flinched inside, knowing that he was the cause of all of Erestor’s pain. ‘How uncertain he looks, nothing like the confident ellon (m. elf) that Erestor usually was‘. Frustrated that he could not go to him and embrace him he said, “Saes, mellon nín (Please, my friend), come sit on the bed with me.”
Erestor walked slowly and sat at the foot of the bed, leaning against the bedpost, “How are you, Glorfindel?”
Sighing at how Erestor seemed to be sitting as far from him as the bed allowed, he knew that he owed him more than just *I love you*.
“I have been better, you know how I dislike feeling helpless. I was so frustrated and embarrassed to have Elrond carry me to my chambers. But that is not why I wanted to see you. I must ask for your forgiveness at how I treated you upon returning to Imladris, I was confused,” he said wishing that he could hold him but knowing that Erestor would not come to him until he knew how much he loved him.
Erestor just stared at him, wanting nothing more than to confess his feelings and have them returned, it was taking all the control he had left to keep from flinging himself into Glorfindel’s arms, begging for him to love him.
Gathering his courage Glorfindel started his confession, “When I returned to Arda, I was grief stricken, losing everything I had loved and knew, then being sent back to a new time and no one left from my past, it was extremely hard for me. Those first few days are a blur to me except for one thing, you. You were like a thorn in my side I could not get rid of. You tenaciously kept at me, trying to get me to open up, to gain my friendship and I know that if it had not been for you that I may have not been able to make it through my grief. When I finally let you in, I still kept you just on the outside of my heart, and I do not know when or how, but you somehow wormed your way inside. When I realized that I loved you, I was frightened, knowing that you could be taken from me just as everything was taken from me before…” he whispered as emotion robbed him of his voice.
Erestor just sat there stunned; ‘Did he just hear Glorfindel confess that he loved him?’ “Glorfindel?”
“The next couple of centuries I tried to deny my feelings, I was so afraid, but finally I gave in, though I was cautious. Our friendship was my lifeline, I could not survive without you, so I decided to watch you, see if I could glean your true feelings for me. I had hoped that you felt the same way for me as I you, but as the time went by and not one hint that you cared for me other than a friend, I buried my love for you and went on like before, only your friend. I guess that I had convinced myself so well that you did not love me in that way that I may have not seen the signs, blinded myself from the truth. That day that I left with the patrol, I heard you talking with Elrond, I had already thought that you cared for Legolas…”
“Legolas!” Erestor said in shock.
“I know… but the way you spoke of him a couple of times recently, I thought that you cared for him and when I heard you saying you loved your golden elf, well, I did not stay to hear anything else, I ran. My heart was broken; I fled Imladris, you, and in my grief was careless. When I was brought back here, you carried me into The Healing House, I knew that I was too distraught to hide my feelings for you so I pushed you away to protect myself, and in doing so I hurt you. I am so sorry, Erestor,” Glorfindel paused as he watched a myriad of emotions flit across Erestor’s face until joy settled in his eyes and a huge smile lit his face, “You are so beautiful, meleth nín (my love),” Glorfindel breathed.
Erestor moved so fast that Glorfindel was not prepared for him or the pain as he launched himself into his arms and crushed him in an embrace.
At hearing Glorfindel’s hiss of pain Erestor quickly released him and worry creased his brow, “I am so sorry, Glor, I did not mean to hurt you.”
Smiling into the most hauntingly beautiful eyes he had ever beheld, he caressed Erestor’s cheek, “I am okay, melui nín (my sweet), but you could tell me that you love me like I love you, that will make me feel better.”
For the first time Erestor let his true feelings for Glorfindel come forth and shine from his eyes, “Gerich veleth nín (I love you), my golden elf.”
At the look of pure love in Erestor’s eyes, Glorfindel thought his heart would burst with joy and he so wanted to draw him forth so he could claim their first kiss that he frowned when his body felt like lead.
At seeing Glorfindel’s frown the light started to fade from his eyes, “Glorfindel?”
Seeing his confusion and hurt Glorfindel quickly said, “Melui nín, I find myself quite impatient to taste your lips yet my body is refusing to cooperate. Ai (Ah), this is not how I wanted this to go.”
Smiling, Erestor leaned against Glorfindel’s chest, careful not to jar his side, and whispered against his lips, “I think I can help with this,” then he was devouring Glorfindel’s lips.
Glorfindel growled at the first taste of his beloved. Managing to get one arm around Erestor so he could pull him closer, he plunged his tongue into Erestor’s sweetness. They kissed passionately until they both broke apart in need for breath. Panting, they stared at one another, their love cocooning them both in warmth.
Suddenly with all the emotional dishevel of the last few weeks and the injury he sustained, Glorfindel found exhaustion coming over him. He fought it, wanting to bask in the warmth of their newfound love, but was failing immensely.
Erestor, at seeing how tired Glorfindel was, stood up and pushed his robe off so it rested where it fell on the floor, and lay down next to Glorfindel under the covers.
Sighing with pleasure as Erestor snuggled up to his uninjured side he said, “This is where you belong, right here in my arms.”
Smiling up at him, Erestor could not resist capturing his lips once more in a lingering kiss.
Glorfindel was tired but some parts of his body were alit with need. When he felt Erestor caress him through his leggings he broke the kiss and resting his brow against Erestor’s he gasped, “What do you think you are doing?”
Erestor stared into Glorfindel’s eyes, desire making them a deep blue of a turbulent sea instead of his normal crystal blue, he started to kiss a path down to his chest, “Elrond said you were in need of rest. I take your care very seriously, meleth (love), and I know that you are too tense to rest comfortably in your present condition.”
When Erestor took a nipple between his teeth and nipped, Glorfindel hissed as pleasure shot to his groin where Erestor was still rubbing him through his leggings. Lacing his fingers through Erestor’s hair, Glorfindel stilled him and said, “What of you, I want to pleasure you.”
Looking up at Glorfindel, “Giving you pleasure gives me pleasure,” when Glorfindel was going to say something, Erestor went on, “I promise when you are better I will let you have your way with me, but I want to do this for you. Let me love you, saes, meleth nín (please, my love),” he pleaded.
Not able to deny him anything, “Only if you give me another kiss,” he said smiling.
Sighing, “I suppose if I have to.” Laughing, Erestor kissed him senseless, then started to kiss his way back down to Glorfindel’s chest. Stopping his kisses at the edge of the bandage covering the wound he looked up at Glorfindel with tear filled eyes.
At seeing the tears in his eyes he gasped, “Erestor, what is wrong?”
Searching his eyes Erestor demanded, “You must promise me, meleth nín, to never be careless again. I cannot lose you.”
Glorfindel caressed his cheek and let his thumb run across Erestor’s lower lip, “I promise. I have too much to live for.”
Smiling once more Erestor kissed his way down to Glorfindel’s navel and dipped his tongue and nipped, laughing at the moan that brought forth from his beloved. Deftly untying the laces of Glorfindel’s leggings, Erestor looked once more into his eyes then touched the tip of Glorfindel’s cock with his tongue, tasting the spicy taste of Glorfindel. Moaning his own pleasure, Erestor ran his tongue from base to tip, swirling his tongue around the head before taking the whole length into his mouth, sucking lightly.
Glorfindel threw his head back and groaned as the velvet heat of Erestor’s mouth surrounded his member. Threading his fingers in Erestor’s hair he urged him to go faster.
Moving up and down, he quickened his pace, humming as he took the whole of him into his mouth. Feeling Glorfindel ready, he swallowed as the cock filled his throat, and drank greedily as Glorfindel roared his release, making sure not to miss a drop of the precious fluid.
Glorfindel screamed as he found release, “AI! ERESTOR!”
The pleasure he gained from tasting Glorfindel caused him to find his own release as he heard Glorfindel scream his name. After licking him clean, Erestor captured Glorfindel’s lips in a searing kiss.
Glorfindel gazed into his meleth’s eyes with wonder, “Never have I felt such pleasure, melui nín.”
Smiling down at him, Erestor said, “It is you who are sweet, spicy and sweet at the same time.”
Glorfindel tried without success to keep his eyes opened, not wanting this moment to end, but soon fell asleep with a smile upon his lips.
Erestor just watched his beloved sleep for minutes, hardly believing that this mighty warrior, this beautiful faer (soul), was his. Feeling his own exhaustion, he reluctantly retied the laces of Glorfindel’s leggings, then went into the bathing chamber and cleaned himself up. After putting on a pair of Glorfindel’s leggings, he snuggled up next to his beloved.
TBC
Author: Janalynn27
Type: FPS
Pairing: Erestor/Glorfindel
Rating: NC-17
Warnings: Slash
Disclaimer: The characters are not mine. They belong to the estate of J.R.R. Tolkien. No disrespect is intended and no profit is being made.
Beta: Patricia Pleasant aka slayer9649, Thanks a bunch! Any other mistakes are of my making.
Summary: Erestor and Glorfindel love each other but are afraid to let the other know, for fear of rejection.
Timeline: 2610 TA, a hundred years after Celebrían passes into the west. The rest is AU.
Feedback: It is greatly appreciated, this being my first story in Tolkien’s wonderful world of Middle-Earth.
Author's note: When Erestor and Glorfindel are mindspeaking it is accentuated by 'dialogue'.
Chapter 10
“You know, Glorfindel, if your body was anymore tense, I would have a very hard time carrying you,” Elrond said as he carried Glorfindel out of The Healing House.
Trying to relax his body, Glorfindel whispered, “I am sorry, Elrond, it is just that I find it hard to accept that I have to be carried around as if I were an Elfling.”
Chuckling, “Why not think of all the things you want to say to Erestor to get your mind off of being carried around like an Elfling.”
Scowling at him, “You know, Elrond, that is not helping.”
“You better be nice or I just might drop you,” Elrond said with a smile.
“Humph.”
When they reached Glorfindel’s chambers Elrond helped him into a loose pair of leggings for sleeping and settled him into bed, “There, are you comfortable?”
“Elrond, what if Erestor is too angry to come to me?” Glorfindel asked, suddenly feeling unsure of himself. “What if I fumble things too much? I have been hiding my feelings for so long, and I am not sure what to say to him.”
Sitting on the bed next to him, Elrond said, “Glorfindel, just tell him that you love him; he will forgive you anything when you tell him that. Just trust your instincts, they will guide you true.”
Taking a deep breath, “Hannon le (Thank you), Elrond. I just wish I was well; I just feel so helpless right now, and I can hardly raise my arms. This is not the way I wanted to profess my devotion to him. I had many dreams of telling him how I feel and being weak as an Elfling was not one of them.”
Standing up Elrond smiled down at him, “Yes, well, just think of the positive things, like when you are well. Now I will go and fetch Erestor,” he started walking out and paused at the door, “Oh, and Glorfindel, no strenuous activity of any kind.”
“ELROND!” Glorfindel said, blushing red.
Elrond just laughed and left.
When Elrond reached Erestor’s door he knocked, not hearing any reply, entered and found a freshly bathed Erestor sitting in a chair in front of the fire. Worried by the withdrawn look in his eyes, Elrond crouched in front of Erestor and placed a healing touch upon his brow.
Blinking, Erestor looked into Elrond’s eyes and was shocked with finding him in his room and in front of him, “Elrond, I am sorry. I did not hear you come in.”
“Mellon nín (My friend), are you okay?” Elrond asked with concern.
Shivering, “I feel cold, Elrond. How is Glorfindel?”
“He is well, mellon nín, and resting in his chambers. He has asked to see you,” Elrond said then stood, “Now, why do you not go and see him. He will need more healing herbs every few hours and I left some on the tray with the tea in his bedchamber. If you would make sure that he drinks some, I would greatly appreciate it.”
“Elrond, I do not know if I can see him just yet, I mean, look at me, I am a mess.”
Helping Erestor to his feet, “Trust me, mellon nín, he wants to apologize for the way he treated you. Now go to him, he still needs his rest and I know he will not until he sees you.”
That got Erestor moving, hearing that Glorfindel needed rest, he could not stand the thought of him being the cause of Glorfindel’s distress. He was almost to the door when he realized what he was wearing, a loose pair of leggings and a robe. Looking down at himself he said, “Elrond, I should change.”
“You look fine, now hurry before Glorfindel does something stupid, like tries to get out of bed to search for you. He was quite anxious to talk with you,” Elrond said as he practically pushed Erestor into the hallway.
Looking once more at Elrond, he then walked to Glorfindel’s chambers only to pause at the door, his hand poised to knock. Finally gathering his courage he let his knuckles rap twice against the door and waited for a response.
Glorfindel was nervous and when he heard the knock on the door he jumped which caused him to jar his side, “Come in.”
Erestor walked in and stopped just inside Glorfindel’s bedchamber. When he saw the pain in his eyes he took a few steps forward, then stopped, unsure whether Glorfindel would accept his concern.
Upon seeing Erestor and how pale and fragile he looked, Glorfindel flinched inside, knowing that he was the cause of all of Erestor’s pain. ‘How uncertain he looks, nothing like the confident ellon (m. elf) that Erestor usually was‘. Frustrated that he could not go to him and embrace him he said, “Saes, mellon nín (Please, my friend), come sit on the bed with me.”
Erestor walked slowly and sat at the foot of the bed, leaning against the bedpost, “How are you, Glorfindel?”
Sighing at how Erestor seemed to be sitting as far from him as the bed allowed, he knew that he owed him more than just *I love you*.
“I have been better, you know how I dislike feeling helpless. I was so frustrated and embarrassed to have Elrond carry me to my chambers. But that is not why I wanted to see you. I must ask for your forgiveness at how I treated you upon returning to Imladris, I was confused,” he said wishing that he could hold him but knowing that Erestor would not come to him until he knew how much he loved him.
Erestor just stared at him, wanting nothing more than to confess his feelings and have them returned, it was taking all the control he had left to keep from flinging himself into Glorfindel’s arms, begging for him to love him.
Gathering his courage Glorfindel started his confession, “When I returned to Arda, I was grief stricken, losing everything I had loved and knew, then being sent back to a new time and no one left from my past, it was extremely hard for me. Those first few days are a blur to me except for one thing, you. You were like a thorn in my side I could not get rid of. You tenaciously kept at me, trying to get me to open up, to gain my friendship and I know that if it had not been for you that I may have not been able to make it through my grief. When I finally let you in, I still kept you just on the outside of my heart, and I do not know when or how, but you somehow wormed your way inside. When I realized that I loved you, I was frightened, knowing that you could be taken from me just as everything was taken from me before…” he whispered as emotion robbed him of his voice.
Erestor just sat there stunned; ‘Did he just hear Glorfindel confess that he loved him?’ “Glorfindel?”
“The next couple of centuries I tried to deny my feelings, I was so afraid, but finally I gave in, though I was cautious. Our friendship was my lifeline, I could not survive without you, so I decided to watch you, see if I could glean your true feelings for me. I had hoped that you felt the same way for me as I you, but as the time went by and not one hint that you cared for me other than a friend, I buried my love for you and went on like before, only your friend. I guess that I had convinced myself so well that you did not love me in that way that I may have not seen the signs, blinded myself from the truth. That day that I left with the patrol, I heard you talking with Elrond, I had already thought that you cared for Legolas…”
“Legolas!” Erestor said in shock.
“I know… but the way you spoke of him a couple of times recently, I thought that you cared for him and when I heard you saying you loved your golden elf, well, I did not stay to hear anything else, I ran. My heart was broken; I fled Imladris, you, and in my grief was careless. When I was brought back here, you carried me into The Healing House, I knew that I was too distraught to hide my feelings for you so I pushed you away to protect myself, and in doing so I hurt you. I am so sorry, Erestor,” Glorfindel paused as he watched a myriad of emotions flit across Erestor’s face until joy settled in his eyes and a huge smile lit his face, “You are so beautiful, meleth nín (my love),” Glorfindel breathed.
Erestor moved so fast that Glorfindel was not prepared for him or the pain as he launched himself into his arms and crushed him in an embrace.
At hearing Glorfindel’s hiss of pain Erestor quickly released him and worry creased his brow, “I am so sorry, Glor, I did not mean to hurt you.”
Smiling into the most hauntingly beautiful eyes he had ever beheld, he caressed Erestor’s cheek, “I am okay, melui nín (my sweet), but you could tell me that you love me like I love you, that will make me feel better.”
For the first time Erestor let his true feelings for Glorfindel come forth and shine from his eyes, “Gerich veleth nín (I love you), my golden elf.”
At the look of pure love in Erestor’s eyes, Glorfindel thought his heart would burst with joy and he so wanted to draw him forth so he could claim their first kiss that he frowned when his body felt like lead.
At seeing Glorfindel’s frown the light started to fade from his eyes, “Glorfindel?”
Seeing his confusion and hurt Glorfindel quickly said, “Melui nín, I find myself quite impatient to taste your lips yet my body is refusing to cooperate. Ai (Ah), this is not how I wanted this to go.”
Smiling, Erestor leaned against Glorfindel’s chest, careful not to jar his side, and whispered against his lips, “I think I can help with this,” then he was devouring Glorfindel’s lips.
Glorfindel growled at the first taste of his beloved. Managing to get one arm around Erestor so he could pull him closer, he plunged his tongue into Erestor’s sweetness. They kissed passionately until they both broke apart in need for breath. Panting, they stared at one another, their love cocooning them both in warmth.
Suddenly with all the emotional dishevel of the last few weeks and the injury he sustained, Glorfindel found exhaustion coming over him. He fought it, wanting to bask in the warmth of their newfound love, but was failing immensely.
Erestor, at seeing how tired Glorfindel was, stood up and pushed his robe off so it rested where it fell on the floor, and lay down next to Glorfindel under the covers.
Sighing with pleasure as Erestor snuggled up to his uninjured side he said, “This is where you belong, right here in my arms.”
Smiling up at him, Erestor could not resist capturing his lips once more in a lingering kiss.
Glorfindel was tired but some parts of his body were alit with need. When he felt Erestor caress him through his leggings he broke the kiss and resting his brow against Erestor’s he gasped, “What do you think you are doing?”
Erestor stared into Glorfindel’s eyes, desire making them a deep blue of a turbulent sea instead of his normal crystal blue, he started to kiss a path down to his chest, “Elrond said you were in need of rest. I take your care very seriously, meleth (love), and I know that you are too tense to rest comfortably in your present condition.”
When Erestor took a nipple between his teeth and nipped, Glorfindel hissed as pleasure shot to his groin where Erestor was still rubbing him through his leggings. Lacing his fingers through Erestor’s hair, Glorfindel stilled him and said, “What of you, I want to pleasure you.”
Looking up at Glorfindel, “Giving you pleasure gives me pleasure,” when Glorfindel was going to say something, Erestor went on, “I promise when you are better I will let you have your way with me, but I want to do this for you. Let me love you, saes, meleth nín (please, my love),” he pleaded.
Not able to deny him anything, “Only if you give me another kiss,” he said smiling.
Sighing, “I suppose if I have to.” Laughing, Erestor kissed him senseless, then started to kiss his way back down to Glorfindel’s chest. Stopping his kisses at the edge of the bandage covering the wound he looked up at Glorfindel with tear filled eyes.
At seeing the tears in his eyes he gasped, “Erestor, what is wrong?”
Searching his eyes Erestor demanded, “You must promise me, meleth nín, to never be careless again. I cannot lose you.”
Glorfindel caressed his cheek and let his thumb run across Erestor’s lower lip, “I promise. I have too much to live for.”
Smiling once more Erestor kissed his way down to Glorfindel’s navel and dipped his tongue and nipped, laughing at the moan that brought forth from his beloved. Deftly untying the laces of Glorfindel’s leggings, Erestor looked once more into his eyes then touched the tip of Glorfindel’s cock with his tongue, tasting the spicy taste of Glorfindel. Moaning his own pleasure, Erestor ran his tongue from base to tip, swirling his tongue around the head before taking the whole length into his mouth, sucking lightly.
Glorfindel threw his head back and groaned as the velvet heat of Erestor’s mouth surrounded his member. Threading his fingers in Erestor’s hair he urged him to go faster.
Moving up and down, he quickened his pace, humming as he took the whole of him into his mouth. Feeling Glorfindel ready, he swallowed as the cock filled his throat, and drank greedily as Glorfindel roared his release, making sure not to miss a drop of the precious fluid.
Glorfindel screamed as he found release, “AI! ERESTOR!”
The pleasure he gained from tasting Glorfindel caused him to find his own release as he heard Glorfindel scream his name. After licking him clean, Erestor captured Glorfindel’s lips in a searing kiss.
Glorfindel gazed into his meleth’s eyes with wonder, “Never have I felt such pleasure, melui nín.”
Smiling down at him, Erestor said, “It is you who are sweet, spicy and sweet at the same time.”
Glorfindel tried without success to keep his eyes opened, not wanting this moment to end, but soon fell asleep with a smile upon his lips.
Erestor just watched his beloved sleep for minutes, hardly believing that this mighty warrior, this beautiful faer (soul), was his. Feeling his own exhaustion, he reluctantly retied the laces of Glorfindel’s leggings, then went into the bathing chamber and cleaned himself up. After putting on a pair of Glorfindel’s leggings, he snuggled up next to his beloved.
TBC