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chapter 11
Title: Erestor’s Gift (11/?)
Author: Aglarien
Type: FPS
Pairing: Erestor/Glorfindel, Elrond/Melpomaen
Rating: NC-17
Disclaimer: Alas, not mine. The great Master Tolkien’s estate owns everything. I promise to return his elves when I’m done playing with them.
Warning: None, except for fluff.
Summary: Erestor is sure Glorfindel forgot his begetting day, and Elrond meddles.
Author’s Note: Not a part of my usual Erestor/Glorfindel universe.
My huge thanks to Erviniae for helping me with a sentence that refused to go together right. *Huggles*
Chapter 11
Erestor purred as Glorfindel’s lips caressed his neck. “I want to go away…but I do not know how we can…I want to be alone with you.”
“Do you trust me, my love?”
“You know I do, love. I would trust you with my life, beloved,” Erestor answered.
“I will go and find Elrond and discuss it with him. We need his approval, my beautiful one,” Glorfindel said drinking in the sight of his lover. “Sweet Elbereth, Erestor, you are so beautiful. I still cannot believe you really want me.”
Erestor kissed Glorfindel lightly. “Never doubt it, Glorfindel. Do you not feel my soul crying out for yours? I can feel yours, my love.”
“Aye, I can. Erestor, love, would you mind if I went and tried to speak with Elrond now? I do not want to wait to get his consent to my plan.”
“You have a plan?”
“I do.” Glorfindel grinned.
“Does this plan call for us to bind very soon?”
“It does.”
“Then go, my love. I will wait for you and try to contain my patience,” Erestor said.
“I will try to hurry back, love.” Glorfindel kissed Erestor passionately, then moaned. “Now I do not want to leave.”
“Go to Elrond,” Erestor said laughingly, moving off Glorfindel’s lap. “I will not move until you return.”
Glorfindel groaned, then got up and put his tunic and boots on, and kissed Erestor. He walked half way to the door, returned and kissed Erestor again, walked to the door, ran back to the bed for another kiss, then finally left.
Glorfindel found Elrond in his rooms with Melpomaen. “You two seem extraordinarily happy about something. Care to tell a friend about it?”
Elrond looked at Melpomaen, who nodded. Taking Mel’s hand in his own larger one, he said, “Melpomaen and I bound ourselves to each other last night, Glorfindel, and my children have given us their blessing. I intend to announce it tonight before the evening meal.”
Smiling broadly, Glorfindel hugged his friends. “Finally! I nearly despaired of you two ever getting together! It has been very obvious to me for many years that you two loved each other and were too blind to see it. You are perfect for each other, and I am very happy for you both.”
“Thank you, Glorfindel,” Elrond said.
Knowing that Elrond and Melpomaen undoubtedly wanted to be alone, he got right to the reason for the visit. The three elves sat down, and Glorfindel told Elrond about Erestor’s wishes and his idea.
“That is a wonderful idea, Glorfindel! I am sure Erestor will be very pleased with it. Have some of the servants set everything up for you. When will you leave?”
“I thought tomorrow, mid-afternoon. That will be enough time to get everything prepared. I thought we would stay there for a few days, if that is all right with you, Elrond?”
“Aye, of course it is. What a wonderful idea! Perhaps after you and Erestor return, Mel and I can take a few days off and use it too. Would you like that, my love?”
Melpomaen nodded. “I would like that very much, Elrond,” he said.
“When will you tell him, Glorfindel?” Elrond asked.
“I will tell him today that we will go away tomorrow afternoon, but not where,” Glorfindel said. “Erestor wants to go away, and I want him to know now that he will have his wish. Thank you, Elrond, for everything.” He stood and prepared to leave. “I will go and see to the arrangements, then I want to get back to Erestor. We will see you both at dinner.” He smiled, and said, “Love each other well. You both deserve it, you know.” And with that, he left Elrond and Melpomaen alone.
“Did you hear, Elrond?” Melpomaen asked. “He said we were to love each other well. Who are we to ignore the command of a mighty elf lord?”
Elrond laughed as he scooped Mel up in his arms and carried him to the bedroom. “I do not think we are going to have any problem fulfilling that command, my love. I intend to love you very well, indeed.”
Melpomaen giggled. “As I intend to love you, my mighty elf lord.”
~~~~*~~~~
Glorfindel dashed around the house speaking with the kitchen staff and the house servants. When all was arranged, he returned to his rooms and found Erestor sprawled on his bed, a book in his hands, reading. Naked.
Erestor looked up from his book and smiled. Closing the book and setting it aside, he said, “I thought a bath before dinner might be nice, but dinner is still several hours away, and I do not need a bath….yet. Would you care to mess me up so I will need a bath, my love?”
Glorfindel laughed and started undressing. “How sweet of you to ask, Erestor. I would love to mess you up, and myself as well. You were not thinking of bathing without me, were you?”
“Perish the thought, my love!” Erestor held out his arms invitingly. “You are going to tell me about your plan, now, aren’t you lover?”
Glorfindel snorted and crawled onto the bed and into Erestor’s arms. “Ah, my devious councilor is here. Send him away and bring back my outrageous little imp,” Glorfindel whispered, his lips caressing Erestor’s neck and his hand roaming the lithe body. “Councilor or imp, Elbereth, you are so beautiful, Erestor. I want to touch all of you, all at once.” His lips roamed Erestor’s white shoulder.
“Ah….the…plan, my love. Will you tell me your plan?”
“What plan, my beautiful little imp?”
Erestor forced himself to sit up and take Glorfindel’s face within his hands. “Glorfindel, have you a wish to meet the balrog again? I can undoubtedly arrange it, you know. Your plan! For our wedding! Tell me! Please! I cannot stand it!” Erestor said heatedly.
Glorfindel grinned. “Oh! That plan! Aye, I have a plan.” He moved his head and kissed the palm of one of Erestor’s hands. “Tomorrow afternoon, you and I shall ride out to…somewhere. Alone. Somewhere where we will be alone and I will have you all to myself to ravish for a few days. You may not know where yet, so do not ask. Just pack enough clothes for a few days. On second thought, you will not need any clothes. Just wear something comfortable for riding. I have taken care of the rest. May I continue molesting you now, please Erestor?”
The impish councilor chuckled. Lying back, he pulled Glorfindel down with him. “Aye, please do, my fearsome balrog slayer.”
Glorfindel captured the sweet mouth with his own and pulled Erestor into his arms. His hands roamed the silky body beside him, and Erestor draped a leg over his hip. Large hands cupped Erestor’s firm bottom. When they finally ended the kiss, Glorfindel moved his hands and wrapped one around Erestor’s erect member, and brought the other to his mouth to moisten his fingers.
Erestor moaned into Glorfindel’s neck as he was stroked. When a finger massaged his hidden entrance, Erestor fastened his mouth to Glorfindel’s, and taking his lover’s hard cock, slid his hand down the silk covered steel, matching stroke for stroke. One finger plunged inside his secret channel, and Erestor sucked on the tip of Glorfindel’s tongue. When a second finger joined the first and rubbed against his hidden gland, Erestor broke the kiss, releasing a soft wail into Glorfindel’s neck as pleasure filled his body. Not knowing whether to move forward into Glorfindel’s hand or backward, pressing harder onto the fingers, Erestor hovered, suspended in between. Three fingers thrust faster and faster, striking his secret spot again and again, and he cried out, his hips beginning to move, thrusting his hard cock into Glorfindel’s hand, then back onto the magical fingers.
Glorfindel watched as Erestor was undone. The hand around his erection slackened, but Glorfindel did not care. Erestor was never so beautiful, and the love in his heart for this perfect elf overflowed. Moving his mouth to Erestor’s ear, he whispered, “I love you, Erestor,” and sucked the tip of the ear into his mouth.
Erestor screamed Glorfindel’s name as his climax surged through his body and he came hard.
Glorfindel moaned, nearly whimpering, as Erestor trembled in his arms, and his own climax was ripped from him. “Erestor…Erestor…I love you.”
The councilor was panting, straining to breathe. “Love…you…love …you.”
Tbc….
Author: Aglarien
Type: FPS
Pairing: Erestor/Glorfindel, Elrond/Melpomaen
Rating: NC-17
Disclaimer: Alas, not mine. The great Master Tolkien’s estate owns everything. I promise to return his elves when I’m done playing with them.
Warning: None, except for fluff.
Summary: Erestor is sure Glorfindel forgot his begetting day, and Elrond meddles.
Author’s Note: Not a part of my usual Erestor/Glorfindel universe.
My huge thanks to Erviniae for helping me with a sentence that refused to go together right. *Huggles*
Chapter 11
Erestor purred as Glorfindel’s lips caressed his neck. “I want to go away…but I do not know how we can…I want to be alone with you.”
“Do you trust me, my love?”
“You know I do, love. I would trust you with my life, beloved,” Erestor answered.
“I will go and find Elrond and discuss it with him. We need his approval, my beautiful one,” Glorfindel said drinking in the sight of his lover. “Sweet Elbereth, Erestor, you are so beautiful. I still cannot believe you really want me.”
Erestor kissed Glorfindel lightly. “Never doubt it, Glorfindel. Do you not feel my soul crying out for yours? I can feel yours, my love.”
“Aye, I can. Erestor, love, would you mind if I went and tried to speak with Elrond now? I do not want to wait to get his consent to my plan.”
“You have a plan?”
“I do.” Glorfindel grinned.
“Does this plan call for us to bind very soon?”
“It does.”
“Then go, my love. I will wait for you and try to contain my patience,” Erestor said.
“I will try to hurry back, love.” Glorfindel kissed Erestor passionately, then moaned. “Now I do not want to leave.”
“Go to Elrond,” Erestor said laughingly, moving off Glorfindel’s lap. “I will not move until you return.”
Glorfindel groaned, then got up and put his tunic and boots on, and kissed Erestor. He walked half way to the door, returned and kissed Erestor again, walked to the door, ran back to the bed for another kiss, then finally left.
Glorfindel found Elrond in his rooms with Melpomaen. “You two seem extraordinarily happy about something. Care to tell a friend about it?”
Elrond looked at Melpomaen, who nodded. Taking Mel’s hand in his own larger one, he said, “Melpomaen and I bound ourselves to each other last night, Glorfindel, and my children have given us their blessing. I intend to announce it tonight before the evening meal.”
Smiling broadly, Glorfindel hugged his friends. “Finally! I nearly despaired of you two ever getting together! It has been very obvious to me for many years that you two loved each other and were too blind to see it. You are perfect for each other, and I am very happy for you both.”
“Thank you, Glorfindel,” Elrond said.
Knowing that Elrond and Melpomaen undoubtedly wanted to be alone, he got right to the reason for the visit. The three elves sat down, and Glorfindel told Elrond about Erestor’s wishes and his idea.
“That is a wonderful idea, Glorfindel! I am sure Erestor will be very pleased with it. Have some of the servants set everything up for you. When will you leave?”
“I thought tomorrow, mid-afternoon. That will be enough time to get everything prepared. I thought we would stay there for a few days, if that is all right with you, Elrond?”
“Aye, of course it is. What a wonderful idea! Perhaps after you and Erestor return, Mel and I can take a few days off and use it too. Would you like that, my love?”
Melpomaen nodded. “I would like that very much, Elrond,” he said.
“When will you tell him, Glorfindel?” Elrond asked.
“I will tell him today that we will go away tomorrow afternoon, but not where,” Glorfindel said. “Erestor wants to go away, and I want him to know now that he will have his wish. Thank you, Elrond, for everything.” He stood and prepared to leave. “I will go and see to the arrangements, then I want to get back to Erestor. We will see you both at dinner.” He smiled, and said, “Love each other well. You both deserve it, you know.” And with that, he left Elrond and Melpomaen alone.
“Did you hear, Elrond?” Melpomaen asked. “He said we were to love each other well. Who are we to ignore the command of a mighty elf lord?”
Elrond laughed as he scooped Mel up in his arms and carried him to the bedroom. “I do not think we are going to have any problem fulfilling that command, my love. I intend to love you very well, indeed.”
Melpomaen giggled. “As I intend to love you, my mighty elf lord.”
~~~~*~~~~
Glorfindel dashed around the house speaking with the kitchen staff and the house servants. When all was arranged, he returned to his rooms and found Erestor sprawled on his bed, a book in his hands, reading. Naked.
Erestor looked up from his book and smiled. Closing the book and setting it aside, he said, “I thought a bath before dinner might be nice, but dinner is still several hours away, and I do not need a bath….yet. Would you care to mess me up so I will need a bath, my love?”
Glorfindel laughed and started undressing. “How sweet of you to ask, Erestor. I would love to mess you up, and myself as well. You were not thinking of bathing without me, were you?”
“Perish the thought, my love!” Erestor held out his arms invitingly. “You are going to tell me about your plan, now, aren’t you lover?”
Glorfindel snorted and crawled onto the bed and into Erestor’s arms. “Ah, my devious councilor is here. Send him away and bring back my outrageous little imp,” Glorfindel whispered, his lips caressing Erestor’s neck and his hand roaming the lithe body. “Councilor or imp, Elbereth, you are so beautiful, Erestor. I want to touch all of you, all at once.” His lips roamed Erestor’s white shoulder.
“Ah….the…plan, my love. Will you tell me your plan?”
“What plan, my beautiful little imp?”
Erestor forced himself to sit up and take Glorfindel’s face within his hands. “Glorfindel, have you a wish to meet the balrog again? I can undoubtedly arrange it, you know. Your plan! For our wedding! Tell me! Please! I cannot stand it!” Erestor said heatedly.
Glorfindel grinned. “Oh! That plan! Aye, I have a plan.” He moved his head and kissed the palm of one of Erestor’s hands. “Tomorrow afternoon, you and I shall ride out to…somewhere. Alone. Somewhere where we will be alone and I will have you all to myself to ravish for a few days. You may not know where yet, so do not ask. Just pack enough clothes for a few days. On second thought, you will not need any clothes. Just wear something comfortable for riding. I have taken care of the rest. May I continue molesting you now, please Erestor?”
The impish councilor chuckled. Lying back, he pulled Glorfindel down with him. “Aye, please do, my fearsome balrog slayer.”
Glorfindel captured the sweet mouth with his own and pulled Erestor into his arms. His hands roamed the silky body beside him, and Erestor draped a leg over his hip. Large hands cupped Erestor’s firm bottom. When they finally ended the kiss, Glorfindel moved his hands and wrapped one around Erestor’s erect member, and brought the other to his mouth to moisten his fingers.
Erestor moaned into Glorfindel’s neck as he was stroked. When a finger massaged his hidden entrance, Erestor fastened his mouth to Glorfindel’s, and taking his lover’s hard cock, slid his hand down the silk covered steel, matching stroke for stroke. One finger plunged inside his secret channel, and Erestor sucked on the tip of Glorfindel’s tongue. When a second finger joined the first and rubbed against his hidden gland, Erestor broke the kiss, releasing a soft wail into Glorfindel’s neck as pleasure filled his body. Not knowing whether to move forward into Glorfindel’s hand or backward, pressing harder onto the fingers, Erestor hovered, suspended in between. Three fingers thrust faster and faster, striking his secret spot again and again, and he cried out, his hips beginning to move, thrusting his hard cock into Glorfindel’s hand, then back onto the magical fingers.
Glorfindel watched as Erestor was undone. The hand around his erection slackened, but Glorfindel did not care. Erestor was never so beautiful, and the love in his heart for this perfect elf overflowed. Moving his mouth to Erestor’s ear, he whispered, “I love you, Erestor,” and sucked the tip of the ear into his mouth.
Erestor screamed Glorfindel’s name as his climax surged through his body and he came hard.
Glorfindel moaned, nearly whimpering, as Erestor trembled in his arms, and his own climax was ripped from him. “Erestor…Erestor…I love you.”
The councilor was panting, straining to breathe. “Love…you…love …you.”
Tbc….