Spring In Rivendell
folder
-Multi-Age › Slash - Male/Male
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
13
Views:
6,726
Reviews:
6
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
Category:
-Multi-Age › Slash - Male/Male
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
13
Views:
6,726
Reviews:
6
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
Disclaimer:
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.
Interlude
Title: Spring in Rivendell
Author: Lynsey
Website: http://www.livejournal.com/users/lynsey_schadegg/
Beta: Spell-check
Chapter: Interlude
Pairings: Erestor/Elrond, Erestor/Glorfindel, Elrond/Glorfindel, Elrond/Erestor/Glorfindel
Rating: This chapter R (for language and violence)
Warnings: Slash, a rather rare view on elf sexuality, mpreg, and forgive my terrible attempts at elvish.
Summery: It's spring time in the valley
Disclaimer: Don't sue. All I got are college loans, and this isn't
helping to pay them off.
“I HATE YOU BOTH!! LEAVE ME ALONE!”
Erestor was now three months pregnant and enjoying every minute of it. He was currently lounging in his study, reading a good book. His husbands were outside the door, pleading with him to come out and apologizing for anything they had ever done wrong in their entire lives. Erestor smiled. Life was good.
“YOU SAID I WAS FAT!! YOU DON’T LOVE ME ANYMORE!!” Torturing his husbands was now his new favorite past time, especially since he knew he could get away with it. About an hour earlier, Elrond had remarked that Erestor was starting to show.
Deciding to take advantage of Elrond’s momentary lapse in judgment, Erestor had stormed into his study and locked himself in, milking this for all it was worth. He knew he could at least get a couple of hours of entertainment out of this at the least. Personally, he liked the feeling of his belly swelling with child. It made him feel complete somehow.
Another volley of pleas and apologies came from the opposite side of the door, and Erestor smirked. “See how easy it is little one?” Erestor cooed as he rubbed the slight swell of his abdomen. “And we have this power for nine more months!”
Deciding he had put his beloveds through enough torment for today, he closed his book and went to the door. Putting on his most pitiful face and bringing up the seemingly ever ready supply of tears he seemed to have lately, he opened the door a crack and peeked through. He sniffled and two tears trailed down his cheeks.
“Do you still love me?” Erestor asked brokenly.
“Oh, sweetheart…” Glorfindel pushed the door the rest of the way open and brought Erestor to him in a close hug. Elrond joined them, moving in behind the Advisor.
Pressing a kiss to his bonded’s cheek, Elrond said, “We will always love you, sweetheart. You become more beautiful everyday as you carry our child within you.”
“Hmmmm,” Erestor mumbled, happily caught between his two favorite elves on Arda.
They stayed like that for a moment, until, suddenly, Erestor stated, “I want chocolate.”
“Whatever you wish, my love.” Glorfindel kissed the advisor’s forehead.
“We will go retrieve your chocolate, my beauty,” Elrond seconded as he kissed wavy, raven locks. “You just stay here and rest. We will return shortly.”
As the Lord and Seneschal made to leave the study, Erestor called after them, “And lemonade, too.”
The advisor settled himself on the sofa once again, snickering. “Oh, yes little one. We are definitely going to make the best of this.”
Author: Lynsey
Website: http://www.livejournal.com/users/lynsey_schadegg/
Beta: Spell-check
Chapter: Interlude
Pairings: Erestor/Elrond, Erestor/Glorfindel, Elrond/Glorfindel, Elrond/Erestor/Glorfindel
Rating: This chapter R (for language and violence)
Warnings: Slash, a rather rare view on elf sexuality, mpreg, and forgive my terrible attempts at elvish.
Summery: It's spring time in the valley
Disclaimer: Don't sue. All I got are college loans, and this isn't
helping to pay them off.
“I HATE YOU BOTH!! LEAVE ME ALONE!”
Erestor was now three months pregnant and enjoying every minute of it. He was currently lounging in his study, reading a good book. His husbands were outside the door, pleading with him to come out and apologizing for anything they had ever done wrong in their entire lives. Erestor smiled. Life was good.
“YOU SAID I WAS FAT!! YOU DON’T LOVE ME ANYMORE!!” Torturing his husbands was now his new favorite past time, especially since he knew he could get away with it. About an hour earlier, Elrond had remarked that Erestor was starting to show.
Deciding to take advantage of Elrond’s momentary lapse in judgment, Erestor had stormed into his study and locked himself in, milking this for all it was worth. He knew he could at least get a couple of hours of entertainment out of this at the least. Personally, he liked the feeling of his belly swelling with child. It made him feel complete somehow.
Another volley of pleas and apologies came from the opposite side of the door, and Erestor smirked. “See how easy it is little one?” Erestor cooed as he rubbed the slight swell of his abdomen. “And we have this power for nine more months!”
Deciding he had put his beloveds through enough torment for today, he closed his book and went to the door. Putting on his most pitiful face and bringing up the seemingly ever ready supply of tears he seemed to have lately, he opened the door a crack and peeked through. He sniffled and two tears trailed down his cheeks.
“Do you still love me?” Erestor asked brokenly.
“Oh, sweetheart…” Glorfindel pushed the door the rest of the way open and brought Erestor to him in a close hug. Elrond joined them, moving in behind the Advisor.
Pressing a kiss to his bonded’s cheek, Elrond said, “We will always love you, sweetheart. You become more beautiful everyday as you carry our child within you.”
“Hmmmm,” Erestor mumbled, happily caught between his two favorite elves on Arda.
They stayed like that for a moment, until, suddenly, Erestor stated, “I want chocolate.”
“Whatever you wish, my love.” Glorfindel kissed the advisor’s forehead.
“We will go retrieve your chocolate, my beauty,” Elrond seconded as he kissed wavy, raven locks. “You just stay here and rest. We will return shortly.”
As the Lord and Seneschal made to leave the study, Erestor called after them, “And lemonade, too.”
The advisor settled himself on the sofa once again, snickering. “Oh, yes little one. We are definitely going to make the best of this.”