Knocking At Heaven's Door

Title: Knocking At Heaven's Door
Author: TICS
Rating: NC17
Warnings: Everything I can think of without being overly gross and offensive.
Pairings: Um, yeah…everybody.
Disclaimer: I don't own anything related to Tolkien, and really, not much of anything else.
Summery: Ever wonder what happens to fanfic writers after they die? Would heaven be heaven without Elves and sex? Um…no. No, it wouldn't.

Chapter 12

The Glory of Fin

Erestor and I cuddled on the bed for quite a while, content in the afterglow of the very hot session we had. Eventually he rose from the bed, stretched his lithe form, and headed toward the black marble fireplace that was nestled against the far wall of the bedroom.

Hunkering down on his heels, he kindled a fire, feeding it small pieces of kindling until the flames caught well, then adding a few larger pieces of fragrant wood. When the fire was firmly established, he sat himself on the fluffy fur rug before it, and motioned for me to join him.

I eyed the rug before stepping on it. "What kind of rug is this, Erestor?" I asked.

"Fake. We know how you are about such things - if Eru wanted you to wear fur, you would have been born hairy," he replied.

Smiling, I joined him on the white faux fur, cuddling up and leaning my head on his broad shoulder. It had definitely been a perfect evening.

I never heard the door open, or someone enter the room, but Erestor, of course, was instantly aware that we had company.

Without turning he said, "Glorfindel."

"So you began with out me…" a deep silky voice said from just behind me, nearly startling me out of my skin.

"Of course we did…started and finished, thank you very much. Tonight was my turn, Fin. You're only here because the Lady wishes it so," Erestor chided, flicking his black eyes over his shoulder.

"So nice to be wanted, 'Restor," Glorfindel said, sarcastically.

"There's no need to get prissy with me, Fin."

"Just as there's no need to be mocking with me, 'Restor."

Uh, oh…a lover's quarrel.

"Um…if you two would like to be alone, I'm sure I could find someone to do…er, something to do…" I offered, eyeing the two Elves from the corner of my eye.

"Nonsense," Erestor purred, nuzzling my neck. "He is only jealous because I had the pleasure of your company tonight, while he missed out on having you all to himself."

"I believe I can correct that situation right now," Glorfindel growled. I felt strong hands on my waist, lifting me from the carpet. Before I could even blink, my lips were being plundered, my rag doll body pressed tightly against the golden warrior's, whose hands, as it turned out, were every bit as nimble as they were strong.

"FIN!" Erestor yelled, standing and trying to separate us, "She is not a piece of meat to be chewed and swallowed! Treat her with a little respect, or leave her be!" He succeeded in prying me away, stepping in front of me, as if protecting me. "Honestly Fin, I cannot believe you haven't learned the tiniest bit of finesse in either of your lifetimes!"

"Do you think you could stop being so Eru-damned persnickety for just five minutes?" Fin roared, his fists balled at his sides. He stared down at Erestor, his lovely golden brow knitted in a fierce frown. "Did you ever stop to think that the Lady might like it a little rough?"

Erestor stopped cold, turning to look at me. "Oh, my…I never thought…I just assumed that…"

Smiling, I put my arms around the dark haired Elf, trying to console him. "Don’t be upset, Erestor, please? I had the most wonderful night with you. It was beautiful, romantic, sweet - I won't ever forget it, and hope to repeat it soon. It's just that sometimes it's nice to be…taken."

"Really?"

"Of course. Hasn't Glorfindel ever 'taken' you?"

"Of course not! I wouldn't tolerate such behavior!" Erestor sniffed, pulling back to look at me in surprise.

"Think you're up for a little experiment?" I whispered, nibbling on his earlobe. I smiled as Glorfindel came to stand behind Erestor, pushing his thick raven hair aside to delicately nip at the tip of his ear.

"It could be fun - a learning experience, 'Restor," he whispered, rubbing his erection enticingly along Erestor's backside. "But it would involve giving up control…letting yourself go…think you could do that? Just for tonight?"

"Just for tonight? I suppose it might be interesting," Erestor murmured, his own erection growing against my thigh, as he rested his head back against Glorfindel's broad chest. "All in the name of science, of course."

"Of course," I agreed, my hands rubbing against his nipples, teasing them into hard little nubs.

"Of course," Glorfindel repeated, suddenly tightening his grip on the darker Elf, sucking hard on the soft flesh of his neck, marking him. Erestor sighed a small, barely audible sound, tipping his head to the side allowing Glorfindel better access to the pliant, silky skin.

Without warning, Glorfindel scooped Erestor up in his arms, virtually tossing him onto the bed, where he bounced lightly a few times, his eyes widened in shock at the rough treatment and the feral gleam in Glorfindel's eyes.

Turning those wicked sapphire eyes on me, Glorfindel ordered, "Hold his arms. I'll not have him wiggling about - not until I'm ready for him to wiggle, that is."

I climbed up, straddling Erestor's head, one leg on either side, my knees and wrists pinning down Erestor's corded forearms. Of course, it would not have taken much for him to dislodge me, considering how strong the Elf was, but I trusted that Erestor would be playing along.

Glorfindel spread Erestor's legs as wide as they would go, revealing Erestor's most private areas to his hooded eyes. He ran his tongue over his lips, his eyes traveling from Erestor's rigid Elfhood, up his chiseled abdomen and chest, to lock his gaze with his dark lover.

Glorfindel's shapely lips curled into a sneer, revealing a few of his bright white teeth. "I believe I like seeing you like this Erestor…humbled…vulnerable…helpless…" He touched a single finger to Erestor's hard and reddened Elfhood, causing it to bob against Erestor's stomach.

"Glorfindel…I think perhaps that this is going too far…" Erestor murmured, raising his head from the bed.

One firm hand on his forehead pushed him back down on the pillows. "I'll tell you when it's gone too far…we haven't even begun yet! Glorfindel scowled, frowning down at Erestor. Looking up at me, smiling a slow, languorous grin, he asked, "Have we, Milady?"

"No, Fin…we haven't." I looked down at Erestor, running a finger slowly up the side of his face. "Relax, Erestor…struggling will only make it worse."

Erestor gulped audibly, suddenly not too sure he actually wanted to participate in this experiment, but realizing that, while he could easily overpower me, Glorfindel was another matter altogether.

Dipping his head down, a curtain of gleaming gold hair shrouding Erestor's thighs, Glorfindel ran his tongue lightly up the length of Erestor's shaft. The Advisor shivered, turning his head to nip at my inner thigh.

"He's getting a bit twitchy, isn't he?" Glorfindel chuckled, sliding his hands up Erestor's shivering form. "Perhaps you should give him something to do, Milady…"

I smiled, and swung myself around to straddle Erestor's muscled shoulders. Always bright on the uptake, Erestor got to work immediately, his tongue sweeping my channel, his lips sucking hungrily on the hidden nub he suddenly found within reach. I knew by the moan I felt, rather than heard, that Glorfindel had begun working on Erestor's Elfhood in earnest.

Looking back over my shoulder, my breath caught as I watched the Lord of the Golden Flower swallow the shaft of Elrond's Advisor in one long, slow motion, his long fingered hands still stroking Erestor's sides. Erestor's head began moving side to side beneath me, and I realized that he was close to finding his release.

Glorfindel evidently knew it too, because he swiftly stopped his ministrations, rising from the bed in one fluid motion, leaving Erestor moaning beneath me. He returned soon enough, and I peeked again over my shoulder to see a small vial in his hand. Turning my attention once again to Erestor, I wound my fingers in his thick black hair, forcing his mouth to resume its previous business, giving Glorfindel time to work his magic.

I heard a slow, gravelly moan from behind me, strong fingers sliding up my sides to cup my breasts, fondling them roughly. To my amazement, rather than take Erestor as I had supposed was his intention from the beginning, Glorfindel had impaled himself on the Advisor's throbbing member.

He rode Erestor like a thoroughbred, his hands on my chest allowing him to take me with him. I felt an unbearable tension rise quickly within me from the actions of Erestor's clever tongue, as well as Glorfindel's hands, an orgasm ripping through me with little warning.

Glorfindel gave me a sample of his enormous strength as he lifted me at the waist spinning me around to face him, then pushing my head down to taste his throbbing organ. I could not resist his strong hands pushing my head downwards, although truthfully, I didn't even try. Instead, I took him fully in my mouth, and within moments tasted his seed.

Erestor gave a mighty groan, arching off the bed even with both Glorfindel's and my weight atop him, as he exploded within Glorfindel's tight channel.

Silence filled the room, except for the heavy breathing of the three of us desperately trying to get our hearts back to a normal rate.

Rolling over, and taking me with him, Glorfindel lay between Erestor and I, his strong arms holding us both to his chest. I could hear his heart still thudding in his chest, matching the slowly evening sound of my own (since I was dead, I suppose the heartbeats were only window dressing, but powerful regardless). In the silence of the aftermath, a quiet, almost reverential voice whispered.

"I believe I may need to repeat this experiment sometime in the near future…strictly for the sake of science, of course."

Glorfindel and I giggled in agreement with the Advisor's sage observation, closed our eyes, and fell asleep in Erestor's bed.