Awakenings

Part 11.

“Watch your step.” Glorfindel held his hand out to assist Erestor down a particularly steep slope. The councillor simply raised his brow at the offered limb and began to descend the slope himself.

Glorfindel had decided to whisk Erestor away for a walk through the more foliaged part of the kingdom, where they would be alone.

“Glorfindel I am no mere maiden who requires your help to simply..” He did not finish his sentence however as his foot snagged on a protruding tree root, falling straight into Glorfindel’s arms in the most undignified of fashions. He blushed and rolled his eyes when looking up into Glorfindel’s smirk which practically screamed ‘I told you so.’

“You were saying?” He asked as he helped Erestor right himself again.
“Oh shut up.” Erestor mumbled with an embarrassed grin. “It’s just the robes I’m wearing, had you informed me as to where it was you were taking me I would have been dressed in a more appropriate attire.”
“Yes but then it would not of been a surprise.” The blond chuckled as he effortlessly hoped over the next upturned root.

Erestor sighed and stopped with a huff. Untying the few clasps to the top of his robe he then pulled the garment over his head. Looking adorably ruffled he threw the discarded robe at the smiling warrior whilst tilting up his chin with an air of dignity.

“What?” Glorfindel was acting most strangely, the warrior had a warm glow to his cheeks and as hard as he seemed to try he could not take his eyes off of Erestor’s more revealing state as dress.

“Nothing,” he said lowered his head with a mischievous grin, “Its just been a while since I’ve seen you like that.”
“Like what?” Erestor asked looking down at himself.
“Your cheeks flushed, your hair mused, wearing naught but leggings and a most scandalously revealing vest.” He murmured, a deeper tone to his voice.

Erestor again blushed and could not hide his pleased smile at still having such an effect on his old friend and once intended lover. Or perhaps future lover, he was yet unsure but was happy with the development of their friendship/relationship thus far. He had caught many an admiring glance from Glorfindel the pass few weeks, and had known that at every opportunity Glorfindel had wanted to kiss him breathless. On occasion he had humoured the warrior and delighted in it. Yet he still wished to set boundaries, to make Glorfindel work for his favours. But he had to admit, he was growing tired of simple kisses now and then when in private. Devastatingly sensual, breathtaking and loving kisses though they may be, but he yearned for the more intimate touch they had once shared with each other in what seemed a life time ago.

Glorfindel was relieved to see a blush on Erestor’s cheeks, accompanied by what seemed a bashful smile. For to him it meant that not only was Erestor not offended by what he had said, but was also pleased by it. He watched with an adoring smile as Erestor straightened his hair and attempted to battle the next tree root, robe free.

“Erestor, be careful, there are still many a hidden root for you to…”
“Do you seem to think I am some sort of kept house elf? I am perfectly capable of…” Again his sentence went unfinished as he quickly lost his balance and again found himself in Glorfindel’s arms. His face pressed gracelessly into Glorfindel’s chest as the warriors arms caught him firmly beneath his arm pits. He closed his eyes and groaned in embarrassment into the large chest, which heaved with mirth as Glorfindel threw his head back in helpless chuckles.

“I simply can not trust you to look after yourself, you give me no choice.” And with that he hoisted Erestor into his arms matter-of-factly. The councillor squawked in protest but eventually gave up and buried his face into Glorfindel’s neck, giggling at the absurdness of the situation and glad that no others could see them.

Feeling particularly cheeky and wanting to give Glorfindel a start he sweetly pressed a kiss to the smooth flesh at the crook of the blonds neck. He got his desired effect when Glorfindel jumped slightly and almost dropped the precious cargo he carried.

“What are you doing?” He asked in surprise.
“I was just giving you a little kiss, is that alright?”
“Yes! I, I mean yes, of course, why not.” He tried to say sounding casual, failing miserably.

Erestor chuckled before again kissing the soft flesh, giving it a little lick and then suckling gently. He smirked when hearing a suppressed groan leave the warriors lips.

“Your skin is still baby soft.” He whispered into the warriors ear.
“Erestor, as good as that feels…and believe me it feels GOOD, you had best wait until I have set you upon the ground again. For I fear my legs may give way beneath me and I will drop you.”
“Very well.” Erestor had sighed with a mock pout, making Glorfindel smile in delight. Erestor was being so affectionate today, at times it felt to him as if they had never parted.

“Where are we going anyway? And aren’t your arms getting tired?”
“I found this nice spot a little while ago, and no, you barely weigh a thing.”

They carried on until finally they arrived at the spot Glorfindel had spoken of. It was a simple clearing, surrounded by beautiful flowers. There was a large willow that brought back warm feelings to Erestor.

“I know its not our oak but…” Glorfindel began. “Here, it has a beautiful view.”

Glorfindel gently pulled Erestor by the hand beneath the willows branches, he looked at Erestor to make sure he had his attention before pulling back the low hanging branches and vines. Having seen the view before Glorfindel watched Erestor’s reaction, which had been a gasp followed by a sweet smile.

“Its beautiful.” He said softly. He had had no idea that they had walked so far, below them was a perfect view of Part of the city. He could see the market, and elves walking the streets in their everyday serenity. It all seemed so peaceful, as if nothing could touch Gondolin, as if it were safe from the rest of the world.

“I’m glad you like it, come let us sit.”

Glorfindel pulled Erestor to the trunk of the willow, he sat with his back to the bark and waited for Erestor to join him. To his delight Erestor sat before him, looking over his shoulder shyly as Glorfindel spread his legs and pulled him back, so as his back was pressed to the blonds chest. He smiled as Glorfindel slowly ran his hands from his shoulders, down the length of both of his arms before reaching his smooth hands. Sweetly Glorfindel pressed his cheek to Erestor’s as he entwined their fingers before hugging the advisor close.

“Comfortable?” He asked quietly.
“Umhm.” Was the only response he could make at that moment. So content and peaceful he felt.

From their seated position they could still see part of the city but could also see the sky line clearly from beneath the hanging vines of the tree. The sky was a dark orange as sunset approached. There was a warm breeze that made the vines and leaves of the tree sway lazily and birds sang above them, two such birds flew past them against the orange and pinkish tinted sky, one flying after the other. Glorfindel grinned as he mentally wished the pursuing bird luck.

“Glorfindel?” Erestor whispered, not wanted to interrupt the perfect heavenly moment.
“Yes sweetheart?” His deep voice replied so incredibly tenderly.
“I just wanted you to know, that, that I too kept our promise.” He said with a hint of embarrassment as he cleared his throat.

Having his back to the warrior Erestor did not see Glorfindel ecstatic smile as he mouthed ‘YES!’ He only just reframed from doing a happy dance, partly because he would not move for the world at that moment. When managing to composing himself he finally replied to Erestor.

“That is good to know, so…can I assume…are we still holding to our oath to each other?” He asked hopefully, his voice quiet and small as he whispered it into Erestor’s delicately pointed ear.
“Aye, there could never be anyone else for me, you know that, I love you to much damn you.”
“Love you more.” He whispered as with a content smile as he kissed Erestor’s soft cheek and nuzzled happily into his neck. “Until the end of the world.”

They sat happily together for a while, huddled close together before Glorfindel broke the silence.

“A horse.”
“What?” Erestor chuckled.
“That one, it looks like a horse.” With their fingers still entwined he pointed to the sky at a passing cloud. Erestor giggled when realising that Glorfindel was playing a game that they had played when they had been but elfling’s.

“Nay, it looks like a duck.” He said with such absolute confidence that Glorfindel had to laugh adoringly.
“You have an affinity for ducks, especially the yellow floatable ones do you not?”

Erestor playfully slapped Glorfindel’s leg that was raised up next to him, so as he was completely snuggled into the warrior. Glorfindel had feigned hurt and rubbed where Erestor had struck.

“Be careful Erestor, I still remember where all your tickle spots are.”
“You are full of hot air.”
“Oh yes?”

Glorfindel released a torrent of tickling fingers upon the councillor and smiled as he squeaked in a way that was most undignified of his position. But as Erestor began to squirm away he quickly ceased the treacherous movement of his fingers and drew him back by the waist.

“No, no, no…” When Erestor’s back was resting back against his chest he wrapped his arms around the front of his chest and middle, nuzzling into his neck and grinning as Erestor continued to giggle. “…where do you think you’re going?” He spoke in a low voice, snuggling close. “I’m not letting you go ever again.”

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“It’s dusk, perhaps we should call it a day?” When Ecthelion’s question was met with nothing but silence he looked to the elf that he had been sparing with.

“Garon?”
“I don’t believe it…”
“Garon, what’s wrong?” He asked with genuine concern.
“Look!” He pointed.

Ecthelion looked to the direction Garon pointed at and knew immediately what it was that had Garon’s jaw touching the floor. There walked Erestor and Glorfindel hand in hand, heading towards the palace. Over the past few weeks he had begun to feel lonely, he had made other friends, but he missed Glorfindel, and of course Erestor. Though when he saw Glorfindel pull Erestor close, only for the councillor to turn in his arms to kiss him openly, he could not help but smile. He was happy for them, even if he could not be with them.

“I can’t believe it! Glorfindel…and my dream elf!”
“Do you still not know his name?” Ecthelion chuckled.
“Nay, but I like to refer to him as my dream elf anyway. You know, I ironically now hate Glorfindel, yet worship him. How bitterly sweet!” He threw his arms up in the air in a melodramatic show and swung one of those flamboyant limbs across his face to hide his supposed tears.”

Ecthelion simply patted Garon on the back before pushing the supposedly ‘weeping’ elf back towards the barracks, an amused smirk upon his lips as Garon threw himself onto a cot.

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Erestor frowned as yet another elf rushed pass him, knocking into his shoulder as they did so. Seeing one other heading in the same direction he stopped them momentarily to discover what was going on.

“Excuse me, might I know what it is that has everyone here in such a rush?”
“Master Erestor, a couple of the guards were injured in one of the daily patrols, I am assisting in the healing rooms.”
“Was anyone seriously hurt?!” Erestor could feel panic coarse through his veins. Bile rose in his throat and he felt light headed at the prospect of Glorfindel being hurt. He quickly fell in step with the other elf, not waiting for and not needing an invitation.

“Aye, one of the captains. Others have minor wounds, but one of the captains was wounded gravely.”

‘No, no, no, no. Please don’t let it be him.’ Was all Erestor could think, eventually he managed to find his voice again, though it came out small and afraid.
“Do you know which captain?”
“Nay councillor, but if you…and forgive me for speaking thusly to you, but if you can stay out of the way you may observe.”
“Thank you.”

The elf he had been walking with burst through the door and headed strait to one of the healers with the supplies he had been carrying. Erestor had paused at the doors, not wanting to get in the way, but desperately wanting to search every bed. The elf had been right, the beds were occupied with a number of the guards, but they were all minor wounds that would heal quickly. What worried him was which captain it was that had been injured, there were a number of captains. Glorfindel and Ecthelion included. He could not bare the thought of Glorfindel being gravely injured, and strangely enough, he did not like the thought of Ecthelion hurt either. His first fear was laid to rest a second later, but not his second.

“Erestor!”

Erestor turned and immediately felt relief wash over him, Glorfindel stood by watching the on goings with an equally worried expression. He ran over to Glorfindel and without a second thought flung his arms around the warrior. Only when Glorfindel had hissed did he release his hold.

“Are you alright? Were you hurt I was so worried I..”
“Erestor I’m fine, save for a few bumps and bruises.” he said with a small reassuring smile.

“When I was told that one of the captains was hurt I, I, Glorfindel I am so glad you are safe.” He said quietly as he again but gently hugged Glorfindel. It felt reassuring when Glorfindel wrapped one arm around him, the other in a make shift sling.

“I will be fine love…thanks to him.”
“Hmm?” Erestor asked as he pulled back to look Glorfindel in the eye, and was surprised to see barely restrained tears there.

“Ecthelion is the captain that was hurt Erestor, he took a blow that was aimed at me. He saved me.” He finished a whisper of a quivering voice before nodding over to one bed that had four healers leaned over it.

Erestor gasped when one of the healers moved and he saw Ecthelion. Ecthelion laid there, eyes closed, white of face and his lower tunic stained red with blood.

Erestor looked back to Glorfindel when he felt a larger shaking hand hold tightly onto his own. A silent tear slid down the warriors face and Erestor wiped it away as he squeezed the hand he held.

“He will be well Glorfindel, Ecthelion is strong.”

Glorfindel nodded stiffly in reply, his lips in a thin line. “Will you stay here a while?”
“Of course I will.”

They had waited and waited late into the night, all other guards had been seen to and dismissed to their own beds to rest. None had even bothered or dared to tell Glorfindel to leave, so they allowed him to stand in the corner, with Erestor close as they worked on Ecthelion. Eventually they were approached by a single healer, and both grimaced when seeing blood stain the front of their white robes.

“He will be fine, he must rest here for a couple of days and will not wake for a some while. You should leave now and go to your own beds. You my captain need to rest that arm.”

“Thank you,” Erestor whispered as Glorfindel simply sagged in relief. “Come Glorfindel, you heard them he will be fine and will not wake for some time, to bed with you.”

They had walked in silence back to Glorfindel’s room. Erestor had wordlessly let himself in and pushed Glorfindel down to sit on the bed.

“He took that blow for me Erestor.”
“I know, and my guess is that he will not let you forget it.” He had said with a small smile in jest, desperately trying to lighten the mood. Yet Glorfindel had obviously not seen it that way and frowned as Erestor knelt down before him to remove his boots.

“You think this funny? Can you not think kindly of him even at a time like this?”

Erestor looked up at him in shock, even slight hurt when seeing his love scowl at him so. “I, I’m sorry. I was but jesting, it was inappropriate of me.” He said quietly after lowering his head again to remove the other boot.

Glorfindel’s face softened when seeing Erestor‘s shock, he had never raised his voice to Erestor before and felt a heathen as hurt flashed across the councillors small pale face. Why had he snapped at him? Because he felt guilty, that is why.

“Ai, Erestor, forgive me, of course you were jesting. I just…he is hurt because of me. I am tired of causing the ones I care about and love pain.”
“It’s alright. And *he* will be alright.” He offered Glorfindel a sweet smile, before clearing his throat nervously. “You should get out of those clothes, perhaps even take a warm bath.”
“Aye, I would like that.” He answered tiredly.
“Would…will you need my assistance?” Erestor asked with an embarrassed blush. It had been a while since he had seen Glorfindel naked.

Glorfindel felt a genuine smile grace his lips as Erestor nervously toyed with his sleeves and avoided his eyes line of vision. Finding the blush on his cheeks positively charming.
“Aye, if you wouldn’t mind. I would greatly appreciate it if you would perhaps run a bath for me and assist me in removing my clothes.”
“Uh…yes, yes very well, I will ah, start your bath. I’ll be back in a moment.”


Erestor rushed into the bathroom and whilst filling the tub with water, collected his scattered nerves. He rolled up his sleeve and dipped his arm into the water, it was warm enough. He walked back into the bedroom and stopped with an adoring smile. Glorfindel stood there, struggling to remove his tunic with the use of only one arm.

“Let me help.”

Gently he eased the tunic off and then gently removed the sling from Glorfindel’s arm. Frowning and running his fingertips over the bruising that peeked through the bandages.

“It’s just a little battered, I’ll be fine.” Glorfindel said warmly as he pushed a black strand of hair behind a pointed ear, touched at the worried expression on Erestor’s face.

“Come, your water should be ready.”

He led Glorfindel through to the bathing chamber and ceased the flow of water. When looking back he swallowed hard as he observed as Glorfindel was attempting to remove his leggings, but so far could not untie the knot in the laces one handed.

“Let me.” He whispered.

Taking a deep breath he slowly untied the laces and then pushed the leggings down. He couldn’t help it, he had to look, it couldn’t be voided. For when he crouched to pull the leggings down the warriors legs he was near enough face to face with his lax length that casually lay rested upon his sacks. And then he did something he had not meant to do. He snorted before quickly covering his mouth.

“What?!” Glorfindel had asked, his mouth hanging open in shock as he self consciously covered his most private parts. Which simply caused Erestor to laugh in earnest.

“Its, its nothing, come get it before it gets cold.” He giggled, but Glorfindel simply pouted at him thoroughly offended. “I said it was nothing, come on, just get in.”

“No. Tell me what you are laughing at!” He couldn’t help but smile as Erestor continued to giggle, try to compose himself and then fail. Even if he was obviously the source of amusement.

“Its nothing, just…” Here Erestor smiled and covered his face with his hands, his shoulders still shaking with his childish giggles which he found most unbecoming of himself.

“What?”
“Its…its different to how I remember it.” He admitted with a helpless grin, his cheeks flushed at his own shameless behaviour.
“Different? How do you mean?” Here Glorfindel removed his hands to look down at his own penis with a raised brow, something that made Erestor doubled over in laughter.

“Erestor, what has gotten into you?” He chuckled. He watched as Erestor composed himself, though it was a while before he could stop his giggles. Rolling his eyes he stepped into the bath and slowly settled in, sighing in comfort. But it was useless, he could not relax until he knew what it was about his cock that had made Erestor laugh so heartily.

“Just tell me what looks so different, what would make you laugh so?” He suddenly blurted out. He regretted it a moment later as Erestor again snorted before dissolving into laughter. Growing frustrated he lifted himself out of the shallow water with his good arm and hand, so as his groin was out of the water. “Com on, what’s different about it?” He asked seriously, waiting for Erestor to examine his elfhood.

“Oh Glorfindel, please forget I said anything.”
“No, I need to know, you never complained or thought me inadequate before, I have to know.”
“Did you hear me complain?”
“Well, no, but you laughed!” He said with a most adorable pout.

Erestor rolled his eyes and became almost bashful as he blushed and stuttered.
“Well, its…its…” Unable to from the words due to his embarrassment he tried to demonstrate with his hands but only confused Glorfindel further. “Oh Valar Glorfindel its bigger alright?!”

Glorfindel simply stared at Erestor for a while, he glanced down at his cock and then back to Erestor. “Oh.”

Erestor cringed at how satisfied and smug the warrior sounded. He watched as the warrior sank back into the water with an indeed smug expression, he could practically see the blonds ego swelling.

“Oh shut up.”
“I didn’t say anything!”
“You don’t have to, that grin upon your face gives it all away.”
“Its not my fault you giggle as a maiden from seeing another males genitals Erestor.”
“Glorfindel! Its twice the length and width since the last time I…oh never mind!” He finished with an almost purple blush.
“Well to be fair, the last time we saw each other in such an intimate way was before our majorities. I’m sure Yours to has swelled considerably, in fact undress, let me see.”
“Excuse me? I most certainly will not!”
“I was joking!” The warrior laughed. “Oh Erestor there’s no need to blush, really let us forget about it. Will you help me wash my hair?” He asked trying to hide his over grown pride behind a sweet smile.

Erestor sighed and pulled up his sleeves. Kneeling behind Glorfindel he set about washing the long blond locks. Smiling when small sighs left the warriors mouth as he massaged his scalp.

When the hair was clean he then gently washed all flesh *above* the water level. When done he thought to relax Glorfindel further, he had had a tiring and worrying day. And he did not want Glorfindel to go back to his guilty and gloomy thoughts about Ecthelion. So gently he kneaded into his shoulders, massaging the tense muscles there. He found himself hard pressed not to become aroused at the moans that left the warriors lips. And the feel of such defined toned muscles beneath his hands was delightful. Glorfindel had in fact become the warrior Erestor always knew he would be.

“Come, you should be getting into bed and the water is getting cold.”
He assisted Glorfindel out of the water and went to fetch a towel to help dry the warrior off. He considered for a moment whether the warrior could do this himself. So far the bandaged arm and hand had stayed dry and out of the water. But he doubted that Glorfindel could dry himself properly with one hand so set about doing it himself.

He swallowed hard as he wiped away the water droplets from his chest and shoulders, and then gaped as he came to the warriors stomach and thighs. For Glorfindel had grown aroused. *Grown* being a key word. He looked up at Glorfindel and saw that the warrior was blushing and biting his lip, all whilst looking at him apologetically.

“I’m sorry, its, its just with you touching me like that…”
“Its alright, really.” He grinned with some satisfaction that it was now Glorfindel who was flushed with embarrassment, and was proud that he had not burst into giggles as a young child.

“You want some sleeping clothes?”
“I think that would be wise.”

He helped Glorfindel into some loose sleeping trousers and then into bed, but then suddenly felt quite awkward, what was he supposed to do? Leave?

“Stay Erestor, please.” Glorfindel had answered as if he had read the others mind.

Erestor smiled and then wordlessly disrobed, but left his leggings on. Unbeknown to him this was not helping Glorfindel’s erection in the slightest. But the warrior made room for Erestor none the less when Erestor looked at him as if for permission to snuggle up close.

They laid that way contently for a while, but Glorfindel could not help but shift uncomfortably. He was still very aroused, his groin felt hot and seemed to throb in his loose trousers. He smiled impishly when Erestor giggled.

“Having trouble getting comfortable?”
“Its not funny, I can’t get rid of it because one; you are here. And two; I’m right handed.” He said as he held up his right bandaged hand with a pout.

Erestor snorted with laughter before shifting closer.
“Why don’t you let me…take care of that for you.” He whispered huskily as he let his hand slide down Glorfindel’s stomach, grinning when the flat stomach twitched slightly in anticipation.

Glorfindel did not answer but simply licked his lips as he watched the hand dip beneath his sleeping trousers. He breathed deeply with his mouth open as he smooth hand wrapped around his cock. He closed his eyes and groaned as the hand began to slowly stroke, up and down, every now and then gathering the juices from his small slit to lubricate the cock as he slid his hand back down.

“Watch.” Erestor whispered huskily.

Glorfindel did as he was told and opened his eyes, to watch the fabric over his groin move as the hand beneath it squeezed and stroked. He moaned and groaned and thrust into the hand, panting like a wild animal. The last time he had received pleasure from another was, well, the night he had fallen asleep in Erestor’s bed, with Erestor in his arms.

He was lost when feeling soft lips suck at his neck and ear tip, moaning loudly. When Erestor’s devilish tongue reached his ear he shivered as Erestor whispered to him.

“I want to see it, take them off.”

With his free and uninjured hand he tugged at the loose trousers, Erestor helped ease them down until the waistband was just beneath his buttocks. Somehow seeing Erestor stroke him proved all the more erotic.

“And I thought you were big before.” He chuckled into his ear. Glorfindel managed a smile but was to far gone to manage a laugh.

“I wonder, do you think I could get all of your hot, pulsating, throbbing cock in my mouth Glorfindel? Like I used to love?” Glorfindel’s reaction was to close his eyes tightly and moan loudly before trying to answer.

“I…I think it w-would be, be worth a…a try.” He managed to say between pants.

Glorfindel watched as Erestor slithered down his body, forgetting his injury he tried to sit up but hissed a moment later when his injured arm protested. Erestor had looked up in an instant, seeing what Glorfindel had done he gently grasped Glorfindel by the nape of the neck to kiss lovingly.

“Careful sweetheart, lie down and let me take care of you.” He whispered against the blonds lips, and after pressing another soft kiss to his lips he gently pushed Glorfindel to lay flat on his back. He moved to make his way back down to the engorged arousal but paused briefly.

Glorfindel looked up when nothing was happening and watched as Erestor reached for a couple of pillows.

“Sit up for a second love.” Glorfindel did as he was bid. And felt his heart throb for the other elf as Erestor made him as comfortable as possible by fluffing up pillows for him to lay on.
“Alright, lay back down.” One more kiss and then Erestor had made his way back down to the proud bobbing erection.

He eyed it for a moment before giving it an experimental lick, he smiled as the familiar taste erupted across his tongue. He delighted in teasing Glorfindel mercilessly. He licked the underside to the very tip, he dipped the tip of his tongue into the slit, he suckled on the on the head, moaning loudly around the leaking head as he did so and always gently fondling the heavy sacks with his hand.

Glorfindel was almost incoherent, he was speaking words that made no sense with his one good hand resting at the back of Erestor’s head, not pushing simply cupping.
Finally he stopped his teasing and ever so slowly began to swallow the heated length.

Glorfindel had near screamed, he could not help but grin with satisfaction as he was managing to give the warrior so much pleasure. He did not draw it out, he bobbed his head, swirling his tongue and sucking first gently and than roughly. It didn’t take long, but after a few minutes Glorfindel arched and came hard down his throat, groaning Erestor’s name.

When all convolutions and jerks had stopped, he gently released the softened member from his mouth liking daintily at any excess cum. Pressing new soft kisses to a hip bone he stretched up and laid beside the warrior.

Glorfindel lay absolutely sated and drained, his eyes closed and mouth still hanging open.

With a grin Erestor kissed the side of his mouth. When Glorfindel opened his eyes he smiled lazily and kissed Erestor deeply, he grinned deviously and looked down at the tent in Erestor’s leggings when feeling the councillors erection brush his thigh.

“Oh no, you’re right handed remember, its alright, when your better.” He smirked at Glorfindel’s pout. He looked down into Glorfindel’s eyes, he loved this elf so much, so much he could barely breath sometimes. He donned a serious expression as he thought back to earlier that evening, if it had been Glorfindel who was laying in the healing wing right now...

“What’s wrong?” Glorfindel asked with concern seeing the suddenly sullen expression on Erestor’s fair face.

“Glorfindel, I, I want you to be careful, as careful as you can.” Erestor began, but paused to swallow hard and bite his lip.

“Erestor?” Glorfindel turned on his side and brought Erestor closer, holding him tenderly.
“If I were to loose you Glorfindel, I, I could not bare it.”
“Erestor…”
“I would follow you.”
“Erestor, no. Don’t you dare say such a thing.”
“I have had to live these past few years without you, now that I have you back I know that I could not live without you, if you were to die, I would follow.”
“No Erestor, I wont have it, do you hear me?” When teary brown eyes gazed back at him he softened and stroked Erestor’s cheek. “Erestor, I will make you one more promise now, and you will make me one. If I were to die…” He pulled Erestor back to face him when he looked away as if unwilling to listen. “Erestor, it could happen. If I were to die, I need you to promise that you will go on, that you would live.”
“I can not make such a promise.” He whispered.
“Yes you can, for I promise you, if I were to die, if we were to be separated, I would make my way back to you.”
“How?” Ws the barely audible whisper.
“I know not, but I swear by all that is good in this world that I would make my way back to you. Nothing would keep me from you. Now promise me.”
“Glorfindel..”
“Promise me, promise me you would wait.”
“I promise.” Was the terrified whisper.

Glorfindel managed a small smile and held out his little finger. Erestor smiled sadly at their childhood way of making pacts and oaths and hooked the finger around his own. Erestor moved closer when his hand was pulled, their brows leaned together and Glorfindel whispered one more time.

“A promise.”

With one more kiss they laid down close together, their brows still touching and with their breaths warmly kissing the others face they fell into reverie. The words of a promise that would determined and shape the coarse of the rest of their lives still upon their lips.