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Chapter 10
HHS: *hands you a tissue* Ah, thanks so much, I am glad you liked it!
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Daeomae: Thanks sweetie! *big hugs*
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Maelle: I know, finally Elrond and Haldir are one! Sorry for such a long time between updates, hope to be more frequent.
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Thanks to Dae for the help with the traveling questions! And, thanks to my beta Patricia for getting this back to me so quick, you are such a sweetie!
Now, please fogive me for the lateness of this chapter. My muse decided to throw a bunch of things my way and I think she frazzled me a bit.
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Title: Many Blessings (10/?)
Author: Janalynn27
Type: FPS
Pairing: Erestor/Glorfindel, Elrond/Haldir, Calanon/Lostariel
Rating: NC-17
Warnings: Slash, Mpreg, AU
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: Blessings and love abound in Imladris. Sequel to Hidden Love.
Timeline: 2620 TA
Feedback: It is greatly appreciated
Author's note: When Erestor and Glorfindel are mindspeaking it is accentuated by 'dialogue'.
Chapter 10
The second morning after Erestor and Glorfindel announced that they were expecting gifts started to appear. First it was a beautifully handmade baby quilt and a wooden rattle found right outside their chamber door. When Erestor arrived at his study later that morning, he found a silver etched inkpot, a black feather quill, a leather bound journal, but Erestor’s greatest delight, was all the various peanut butter foods: peanut butter brittle, peanut butter fudge, peanut butter cookies, and chocolates filled with peanut butter. Though Erestor was filled with glee, Glorfindel was filled with dismay as he held his mate’s hair back when he retched into the privy from eating too much of the treats. And that is the reason why Glorfindel found Erestor where he was when he entered their bedchamber for the night.
Erestor wiggled further under the bed in hopes of finding some of the peanut butter treats that his hervenn (husband) had taken upon himself to hide from him. He had been looking for the better part of half an hour but had yet to find his prize.
Glorfindel shook his head as he watched Erestor’s bottom sway in the air as he tried to reach further under the bed. Smiling, “You know, melui nín (my sweet), I would much rather have you naked and on top of the bed in that position.”
Erestor had been so intent on his search that he had not heard Glorfindel enter their chamber. Startled, Erestor went to sit up, causing him to hit his head on the bed, “OW!” Erestor yelped.
Glorfindel quickly made his way to Erestor’s side and helped him out from under the bed. “Melui, are you okay?” Glorfindel asked as he searched the back of Erestor’s head for a wound.
Erestor pulled his head from Glorfindel and glared at him, “No I am not alright! That would not have happened if you had not startled me or had not hidden my treats.”
Glorfindel could not help smiling at seeing the cute pout that curved Erestor’s mouth which caused his mate to growl at him and shove him back onto the floor.
Erestor straddled Glorfindel’s hips and crossed his arms and demanded, “I want my treats! I am starving; I am about to waste away here!”
“Melui, I just did not want you to make yourself sick again,” Glorfindel tried to plead his case.
“Humph! I think I learned my lesson the first time,” Erestor glared down at him.
Glorfindel raised his eyebrows and asked, “And the second time, when I stopped you just before you managed to eat the whole plate of cookies?”
Erestor just pouted even more which caused Glorfindel to sigh and give in, “Okay, melui nín, I will give up some of the treats, but only under one condition.”
Erestor smiled brightly, then frowned with suspicion, “What condition?”
“I want a kiss.”
“Oh, well,” Erestor leaned down and gave Glorfindel a quick peck on the lips before scrambling off him and rising to his feet, looking expectantly down at him.
Glorfindel stood and scowled, “Humph, that was not a kiss,” then he walked into their study.
Erestor was right on his heels and when Glorfindel opened the bottom left drawer and pulled out the tin of peanut butter fudge he gasped, “You hid those in my own desk!”
Glorfindel turned and smiled at him and said, “Well, I knew you very rarely open up that drawer and I also knew that you would never have guessed that I would hide anything in there.”
“No, I would not have guessed,” Erestor said as he reached for the tin only to have Glorfindel hold it away from him.
“Ah-ah, I want a real kiss,” Glorfindel demanded, holding the fudge above his head.
Erestor knew that he was not going to get his treats without giving his hervenn a real kiss, so he grasped the front of Glorfindel’s tunic and pulled him down and claimed his mouth, but Erestor soon found himself wrapping his arms about his meleth’s (love’s) neck and forgetting all about his peanut butter fudge.
Glorfindel growled and lowered his arm so he could wrap it around Erestor’s waist while the other one grasped his melui’s buttocks, pulling him up to rub their quickening arousals together.
Finally when the need for air caused Erestor to pull back slightly, he almost whimpered at seeing Glorfindel’s bruised lips and desire making his eyes a dark azure. Suddenly a thought came to him and a wicked grin curved his lips. Grabbing the tin in one hand and Glorfindel’s hand with the other, he led his meleth into their bedchamber. Stopping next to the bed, Erestor laid the fudge down onto the bedside table and quickly pulled Glorfindel’s tunic over his head to fall on the floor. He looked into his eyes as he splayed his palms over Glorfindel’s chest then pushed him back to lie on the quilted mattress.
Glorfindel knew that look in his mate’s eyes and he shuddered in anticipation, knowing that he was going to have a pleasure filled night. Raising his legs one by one to make it easier for Erestor to pull off his boots, he then raised his hips so Erestor could pull his leggings off to greet his tunic on the floor.
Erestor stood there staring down at his beautiful mate and he nearly whimpered as Glorfindel’s cock twitched, as if it knew that it was being admired. Practically tearing his clothing off, he soon had Glorfindel pushed up against the headboard of their bed. Straddling his hips, Erestor claimed his lips in another brutal kiss that promised untold pleasures to come.
Glorfindel moaned into Erestor’s mouth as he arched under him, causing a fiery friction that had him tearing his mouth from his melui’s as he cried out.
Erestor knew that he had better take control of the situation before his hervenn came, since Erestor was only getting started. Grasping Glorfindel’s wrists tightly, he raised them above his head and wrapped his mate’s fingers around the bars of the headboard, “Hold on and do not let go until I tell you to,” Erestor demanded.
Glorfindel wrapped his fingers tightly around the bars until his knuckles were white, trying to regain some control, this side of Erestor always driving him wild with desire.
Erestor reached over and opened the tin and took out a few pieces of the fudge. Putting a piece between his teeth, he then leaned down and fed Glorfindel from his mouth, a lingering kiss followed as the fudge was devoured. Erestor sat up and grinned down at Glorfindel just before he started to smear the fudge onto his meleth’s chest. Slowly sidling down his body, Erestor started to lick and nip at the fudge, which was all the sweeter with the added taste of his hervenn.
Glorfindel arched up into Erestor’s mouth when one of his nipples was taken into a hot cavernous mouth, causing desire to shoot straight to his groin. Panting, “Saes (Please), melui…”
Erestor heard Glorfindel’s plea but was in no hurry to finish with his treat. Grabbing some more fudge, he first rolled it in his hand to make it more pliable, and then he proceeded to rubbed it up and down his mate’s erection. Hearing the hiss rumble from the trembling body beneath him, he said, “Delicious,” then lapped at the tip of his meleth’s burgeoning arousal.
Glorfindel tried hard not to thrust upward as Erestor feasted on him, consuming all of the fudge, then starting to milk him with slow draws of his lips and gentle nips with his teeth. Whimpering, Glorfindel lost the control to lay still and started to thrust up into the sweetness of his melui’s mouth, careening ever higher in ecstasy.
Erestor laved and nipped until he coaxed Glorfindel to completion, drinking in the creamy nectar. Not giving him time to come down from the raging storm of desire, Erestor entered a well oiled finger into his meleth’s tight passage, striking the bundle of nerves, sending Glorfindel back into the maelstrom of ecstasy, a fine sheen of sweat covering his body.
Glorfindel’s body felt tight, likely to shatter from the pleasure that was pulsing through his body, his blood afire. When Erestor raised his legs high above his shoulders and entered him in one powerful thrust, he practically ripped the bars off the headboard with the force of his grip. Not thinking that he could possibly soar any higher, tears started to fall as he was proven wrong when Erestor started to hit his prostrate with ever thrust.
Erestor bowed his back, thrusting in the tight heat of his meleth, “Ai! So hot, so tight! Touch me!”
Glorfindel did not need any further encouragement. Wrapping his legs around Erestor’s waist, he then grabbed a hand full of raven hair and pulled forcefully so he could bite and suckle at the base of Erestor’s neck.
Crying out, Erestor grasped Glorfindel’s cock and with two rough jerks they flew together, yelling out each other’s names. Erestor collapsed onto Glorfindel and struggled to draw in breaths.
Glorfindel’s body trembled as it tried to recover from being put through so much pleasure. Wrapping his arms tightly around his melui, he whispered, “Gerich veleth nín (I love you).”
Erestor smiled, ‘And I you, meleth,’ he said, not able yet to find the breath to speak out loud.
Neither one cared that they were all sticky and messy, both content to stay just as they were, so Glorfindel wrapped what he could of the quilt over them and they soon fell asleep, Erestor still cocooned in the warmth of his hervenn’s body.
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Sídhon smiled as he watched his ion (son), Istuion, with the Peredhel twins, Elladan and Elrohir. They had taken to spending time with him on their journey to Imladris, and every night he would listen to Istuion’s excited chatter about the knights and he saw the worship in his ion’s eyes. Sídhon was happy that Istuion had taken such a liking to them and they him, for it would help his ion to adjust to his new life in Imladris, away from his friends. He hoped that Istuion would quickly make more friends, hopefully his own age, when they arrived at their new home.
“I would be careful if I were you, letting your ion spend time with my brothers,” Arwen said, coming to ride alongside Sídhon.
Startled, Sídhon looked to Arwen, “My Lady?”
Arwen laughed, “Oh, I am not saying that my brothers would do anything to endanger him. In fact, Elrohir and Elladan would protect him with their lives. I am talking about them corrupting him.”
Sídhon frowned, still confused, “My Lady, I still do not understand.”
Arwen smiled and looked to where Elladan had Istuion sitting in front of him on his horse while Elrohir was talking, all three of them laughing and being jovial. “I am talking of their pranks and their mischievousness,” Arwen said, “If you are not careful, you will soon have your hands full. I remember growing up with them and how they pulled tricks on me all of the time. They were never cruel or mean, but, oh, were they exasperating!”
Sídhon smiled as he turned back and watch the two brothers who were laughing and Istuion who was turning many shades of red, “I do not think I have anything to worry about.”
Arwen smiled as she heard the complete love in Sídhon’s voice, “Everyone is going to just adore your ion in Imladris.”
“Hannon le (Thank you), my Lady,” Sídhon said with pride.
When they stopped for the night Rúmil helped Sídhon with his horse and with his and Istuion’s bedrolls.
“So, how long until we reach Imladris?” Sídhon asked Rúmil as he tucked Istuion into his bedroll.
Stretching his back, Rúmil looked over their camp and said, “I am hoping we will reach Imladris’ border in two days. We made good time in the Redhorn Pass so we should reach Imladris about the time that I had planned on. We have been fortunate that we have not encountered any orcs along our journey.”
Sídhon looked over at his ion and said, “Yes, and let’s hope that we continue to have a safe journey.”
TBC
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Daeomae: Thanks sweetie! *big hugs*
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Maelle: I know, finally Elrond and Haldir are one! Sorry for such a long time between updates, hope to be more frequent.
~~~~~
Thanks to Dae for the help with the traveling questions! And, thanks to my beta Patricia for getting this back to me so quick, you are such a sweetie!
Now, please fogive me for the lateness of this chapter. My muse decided to throw a bunch of things my way and I think she frazzled me a bit.
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Title: Many Blessings (10/?)
Author: Janalynn27
Type: FPS
Pairing: Erestor/Glorfindel, Elrond/Haldir, Calanon/Lostariel
Rating: NC-17
Warnings: Slash, Mpreg, AU
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: Blessings and love abound in Imladris. Sequel to Hidden Love.
Timeline: 2620 TA
Feedback: It is greatly appreciated
Author's note: When Erestor and Glorfindel are mindspeaking it is accentuated by 'dialogue'.
Chapter 10
The second morning after Erestor and Glorfindel announced that they were expecting gifts started to appear. First it was a beautifully handmade baby quilt and a wooden rattle found right outside their chamber door. When Erestor arrived at his study later that morning, he found a silver etched inkpot, a black feather quill, a leather bound journal, but Erestor’s greatest delight, was all the various peanut butter foods: peanut butter brittle, peanut butter fudge, peanut butter cookies, and chocolates filled with peanut butter. Though Erestor was filled with glee, Glorfindel was filled with dismay as he held his mate’s hair back when he retched into the privy from eating too much of the treats. And that is the reason why Glorfindel found Erestor where he was when he entered their bedchamber for the night.
Erestor wiggled further under the bed in hopes of finding some of the peanut butter treats that his hervenn (husband) had taken upon himself to hide from him. He had been looking for the better part of half an hour but had yet to find his prize.
Glorfindel shook his head as he watched Erestor’s bottom sway in the air as he tried to reach further under the bed. Smiling, “You know, melui nín (my sweet), I would much rather have you naked and on top of the bed in that position.”
Erestor had been so intent on his search that he had not heard Glorfindel enter their chamber. Startled, Erestor went to sit up, causing him to hit his head on the bed, “OW!” Erestor yelped.
Glorfindel quickly made his way to Erestor’s side and helped him out from under the bed. “Melui, are you okay?” Glorfindel asked as he searched the back of Erestor’s head for a wound.
Erestor pulled his head from Glorfindel and glared at him, “No I am not alright! That would not have happened if you had not startled me or had not hidden my treats.”
Glorfindel could not help smiling at seeing the cute pout that curved Erestor’s mouth which caused his mate to growl at him and shove him back onto the floor.
Erestor straddled Glorfindel’s hips and crossed his arms and demanded, “I want my treats! I am starving; I am about to waste away here!”
“Melui, I just did not want you to make yourself sick again,” Glorfindel tried to plead his case.
“Humph! I think I learned my lesson the first time,” Erestor glared down at him.
Glorfindel raised his eyebrows and asked, “And the second time, when I stopped you just before you managed to eat the whole plate of cookies?”
Erestor just pouted even more which caused Glorfindel to sigh and give in, “Okay, melui nín, I will give up some of the treats, but only under one condition.”
Erestor smiled brightly, then frowned with suspicion, “What condition?”
“I want a kiss.”
“Oh, well,” Erestor leaned down and gave Glorfindel a quick peck on the lips before scrambling off him and rising to his feet, looking expectantly down at him.
Glorfindel stood and scowled, “Humph, that was not a kiss,” then he walked into their study.
Erestor was right on his heels and when Glorfindel opened the bottom left drawer and pulled out the tin of peanut butter fudge he gasped, “You hid those in my own desk!”
Glorfindel turned and smiled at him and said, “Well, I knew you very rarely open up that drawer and I also knew that you would never have guessed that I would hide anything in there.”
“No, I would not have guessed,” Erestor said as he reached for the tin only to have Glorfindel hold it away from him.
“Ah-ah, I want a real kiss,” Glorfindel demanded, holding the fudge above his head.
Erestor knew that he was not going to get his treats without giving his hervenn a real kiss, so he grasped the front of Glorfindel’s tunic and pulled him down and claimed his mouth, but Erestor soon found himself wrapping his arms about his meleth’s (love’s) neck and forgetting all about his peanut butter fudge.
Glorfindel growled and lowered his arm so he could wrap it around Erestor’s waist while the other one grasped his melui’s buttocks, pulling him up to rub their quickening arousals together.
Finally when the need for air caused Erestor to pull back slightly, he almost whimpered at seeing Glorfindel’s bruised lips and desire making his eyes a dark azure. Suddenly a thought came to him and a wicked grin curved his lips. Grabbing the tin in one hand and Glorfindel’s hand with the other, he led his meleth into their bedchamber. Stopping next to the bed, Erestor laid the fudge down onto the bedside table and quickly pulled Glorfindel’s tunic over his head to fall on the floor. He looked into his eyes as he splayed his palms over Glorfindel’s chest then pushed him back to lie on the quilted mattress.
Glorfindel knew that look in his mate’s eyes and he shuddered in anticipation, knowing that he was going to have a pleasure filled night. Raising his legs one by one to make it easier for Erestor to pull off his boots, he then raised his hips so Erestor could pull his leggings off to greet his tunic on the floor.
Erestor stood there staring down at his beautiful mate and he nearly whimpered as Glorfindel’s cock twitched, as if it knew that it was being admired. Practically tearing his clothing off, he soon had Glorfindel pushed up against the headboard of their bed. Straddling his hips, Erestor claimed his lips in another brutal kiss that promised untold pleasures to come.
Glorfindel moaned into Erestor’s mouth as he arched under him, causing a fiery friction that had him tearing his mouth from his melui’s as he cried out.
Erestor knew that he had better take control of the situation before his hervenn came, since Erestor was only getting started. Grasping Glorfindel’s wrists tightly, he raised them above his head and wrapped his mate’s fingers around the bars of the headboard, “Hold on and do not let go until I tell you to,” Erestor demanded.
Glorfindel wrapped his fingers tightly around the bars until his knuckles were white, trying to regain some control, this side of Erestor always driving him wild with desire.
Erestor reached over and opened the tin and took out a few pieces of the fudge. Putting a piece between his teeth, he then leaned down and fed Glorfindel from his mouth, a lingering kiss followed as the fudge was devoured. Erestor sat up and grinned down at Glorfindel just before he started to smear the fudge onto his meleth’s chest. Slowly sidling down his body, Erestor started to lick and nip at the fudge, which was all the sweeter with the added taste of his hervenn.
Glorfindel arched up into Erestor’s mouth when one of his nipples was taken into a hot cavernous mouth, causing desire to shoot straight to his groin. Panting, “Saes (Please), melui…”
Erestor heard Glorfindel’s plea but was in no hurry to finish with his treat. Grabbing some more fudge, he first rolled it in his hand to make it more pliable, and then he proceeded to rubbed it up and down his mate’s erection. Hearing the hiss rumble from the trembling body beneath him, he said, “Delicious,” then lapped at the tip of his meleth’s burgeoning arousal.
Glorfindel tried hard not to thrust upward as Erestor feasted on him, consuming all of the fudge, then starting to milk him with slow draws of his lips and gentle nips with his teeth. Whimpering, Glorfindel lost the control to lay still and started to thrust up into the sweetness of his melui’s mouth, careening ever higher in ecstasy.
Erestor laved and nipped until he coaxed Glorfindel to completion, drinking in the creamy nectar. Not giving him time to come down from the raging storm of desire, Erestor entered a well oiled finger into his meleth’s tight passage, striking the bundle of nerves, sending Glorfindel back into the maelstrom of ecstasy, a fine sheen of sweat covering his body.
Glorfindel’s body felt tight, likely to shatter from the pleasure that was pulsing through his body, his blood afire. When Erestor raised his legs high above his shoulders and entered him in one powerful thrust, he practically ripped the bars off the headboard with the force of his grip. Not thinking that he could possibly soar any higher, tears started to fall as he was proven wrong when Erestor started to hit his prostrate with ever thrust.
Erestor bowed his back, thrusting in the tight heat of his meleth, “Ai! So hot, so tight! Touch me!”
Glorfindel did not need any further encouragement. Wrapping his legs around Erestor’s waist, he then grabbed a hand full of raven hair and pulled forcefully so he could bite and suckle at the base of Erestor’s neck.
Crying out, Erestor grasped Glorfindel’s cock and with two rough jerks they flew together, yelling out each other’s names. Erestor collapsed onto Glorfindel and struggled to draw in breaths.
Glorfindel’s body trembled as it tried to recover from being put through so much pleasure. Wrapping his arms tightly around his melui, he whispered, “Gerich veleth nín (I love you).”
Erestor smiled, ‘And I you, meleth,’ he said, not able yet to find the breath to speak out loud.
Neither one cared that they were all sticky and messy, both content to stay just as they were, so Glorfindel wrapped what he could of the quilt over them and they soon fell asleep, Erestor still cocooned in the warmth of his hervenn’s body.
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Sídhon smiled as he watched his ion (son), Istuion, with the Peredhel twins, Elladan and Elrohir. They had taken to spending time with him on their journey to Imladris, and every night he would listen to Istuion’s excited chatter about the knights and he saw the worship in his ion’s eyes. Sídhon was happy that Istuion had taken such a liking to them and they him, for it would help his ion to adjust to his new life in Imladris, away from his friends. He hoped that Istuion would quickly make more friends, hopefully his own age, when they arrived at their new home.
“I would be careful if I were you, letting your ion spend time with my brothers,” Arwen said, coming to ride alongside Sídhon.
Startled, Sídhon looked to Arwen, “My Lady?”
Arwen laughed, “Oh, I am not saying that my brothers would do anything to endanger him. In fact, Elrohir and Elladan would protect him with their lives. I am talking about them corrupting him.”
Sídhon frowned, still confused, “My Lady, I still do not understand.”
Arwen smiled and looked to where Elladan had Istuion sitting in front of him on his horse while Elrohir was talking, all three of them laughing and being jovial. “I am talking of their pranks and their mischievousness,” Arwen said, “If you are not careful, you will soon have your hands full. I remember growing up with them and how they pulled tricks on me all of the time. They were never cruel or mean, but, oh, were they exasperating!”
Sídhon smiled as he turned back and watch the two brothers who were laughing and Istuion who was turning many shades of red, “I do not think I have anything to worry about.”
Arwen smiled as she heard the complete love in Sídhon’s voice, “Everyone is going to just adore your ion in Imladris.”
“Hannon le (Thank you), my Lady,” Sídhon said with pride.
When they stopped for the night Rúmil helped Sídhon with his horse and with his and Istuion’s bedrolls.
“So, how long until we reach Imladris?” Sídhon asked Rúmil as he tucked Istuion into his bedroll.
Stretching his back, Rúmil looked over their camp and said, “I am hoping we will reach Imladris’ border in two days. We made good time in the Redhorn Pass so we should reach Imladris about the time that I had planned on. We have been fortunate that we have not encountered any orcs along our journey.”
Sídhon looked over at his ion and said, “Yes, and let’s hope that we continue to have a safe journey.”
TBC