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Chapter 12
Title: Hidden Love (12/19)
Author: Janalynn27
Type: FPS
Pairing: Erestor/Glorfindel
Rating: NC-17
Warnings: Slash
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: Erestor and Glorfindel love each other but are afraid to let the other know, for fear of rejection.
Timeline: 2610 TA, a hundred years after Celebrían passes into the west. The rest is AU.
Feedback: It is greatly appreciated, this being my first story in Tolkien’s wonderful world of Middle-Earth.
Author's note: When Erestor and Glorfindel are mindspeaking it is accentuated by 'dialogue'.
Chapter 12
After leaving the laundry, Lostariel quickly made her way to Lord Elrond’s office. She was a little intimidated by the Lord of Imladris but knew he was kind and fair. She slowed when she saw that his door was opened wide and she took a deep breath for courage. Knocking lightly on the open door she curtsied when Elrond looked up from his desk, “My Lord, may I speak with you?”
Elrond was surprised to find Lostariel standing in his doorway. She was such a beautiful little elleth (f. elf). Elrond could still remember when Glorfindel came riding into Imladris with a frightened little Elfling clinging to him. It had taken quite a lot to convince her to release her hold on him and then only when he promised to stay with her. Ever since that time she became his shadow. Feeling her nervousness, Elrond smiled and said, “Come in, Lostariel, and sit. What can I do for such a beautiful elleth?”
Sitting down in the chair in front of Lord Elrond’s desk she decided to go right ahead and ask, “I wish for Glorfindel and Erestor to adopt me.”
Elrond sat back and could not hide his surprise, “Have they talked to you about this?”
Blushing she said, “No, this is my idea,” looking over her shoulder; she then leaned forward and whispered, “I know that they are going to bind themselves together and in doing so will not have any children of their own. They are very important to me and I want this to be my gift to them. I think they would want this too.”
Smiling Elrond said, “Yes, I know they would love this very much. Did you have a time you wanted to tell them?”
“I was thinking, that is if it was not too soon, I could present the papers to them at the feasting celebration,” she said hopefully.
Thinking, Elrond said, “I think I could have the papers written up by then. I will do it personally since this is a surprise for Erestor.”
Not able to contain her joy, Lostariel ran around the desk and impulsively hugged Elrond tightly. When she realized what she was doing, though, she pulled out of his arms and blushed deeply, “I am sorry, My Lord, I do not know what came over me,” she stammered.
Chuckling Elrond tapped her on her nose and said, “Erestor and Glorfindel are two very lucky ellyn (m. elf).”
Blushing even more, she whispered, “Thank you My Lord. If you will excuse me, I have some chores to do,” curtsying once more she skipped from the room.
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Erestor sighed as he closed the ledger that he had been working on. Melpomaen had kept things organized when he was gone so he did not have too much back work to do. Erestor would need to come up with a thank you present for Mel for his help the last few days. He thought of Glorfindel and smiled, he would need to talk to Mel about taking on his duties for a few more days because he was most determined to be on his binding holiday. He would need to talk to Glorfindel and tell him that he was ready to bond; he did not want to wait any longer. Eager to see his meleth (love), he put the ledgers away. After locking the door to his study he quickly made his way to Glorfindel’s chambers.
The first thing Erestor noticed when entering the antechamber was the aroma of food; not just any food, but his favorite: roast fowl in a cranberry glaze, caramelized greens, and creamed potatoes. Smiling, Erestor walked through the bedchamber door and came to a halt as he looked around at the vision before him. The chamber was alit with dozens of candles, vases of beautiful flowers were all over the room, rugs laid in front of the fire, a meal was set out on a table next to the doors leading to the balcony, and the most wonderful of all, Glorfindel in his lounging robe, leaning against the bedpost of the bed which was covered in silk sheets. At seeing Glorfindel standing there with desire in his deep blue eyes, all Erestor could do was gulp for air.
Glorfindel devoured Erestor with his eyes. Slowly walking toward him, he said in a low voice, “It is about time, melui nín (my sweet).”
At the sound of Glorfindel’s voice, a shudder of desire raced down his spine. He held his breath as he watched Glorfindel approach him. When he reached him and stood mere inches from him, Erestor could not help swaying towards him.
Glorfindel smiled as Erestor leaned forward and he quickly wrapped him into his arms and captured his lips. As Erestor sighed, Glorfindel deepened the kiss, threading his fingers into his hair.
Erestor whimpered as he felt Glorfindel rub against him. Finally breaking apart for breath, “I have missed you, meleth nín, and I can tell that you missed me as well,” looking around the room again, “You know that there is no need to seduce me, I am already yours,” he said, then smiled up at Glorfindel.
Glorfindel caressed Erestor’s cheek, “Bind with me, melui nín. Bind with me tonight.”
Tears sprang to his eyes and Erestor wrapped his arms around Glorfindel’s neck and pulled him down for another ravishing kiss, “Yes, I want to be yours forever.”
Laughing with joy, Glorfindel swung Erestor up into his arms and carried him to the bed, “Gerich veleth nín, melui nín (I love you, my sweet).”
Nibbling Glorfindel’s neck, he then bit the tip of his ear and whispered, “A gerithach veleth nín an-uir, Glor nín (and you will have my love forever, my Glor).”
Letting Erestor slide down his body so he stood in front of him, he slowly undressed him, tasting every inch of skin that was exposed. Smiling when he felt Erestor tremble, he lay him down onto the bed. Looking down at him, he breathed, “Ce bainon (You are so beautiful).”
Arching up, Erestor pleaded, “Touch me, meleth, saes (please).”
Leaning down Glorfindel licked then nibbled a taut nipple while gently pinching its twin. Growling low as Erestor moaned and rocked himself against him, he quickly captured Erestor’s lips. Rubbing his groin against Erestor’s, he kissed his way to Erestor’s ear and just before he nipped the tip, said, “Take me, I want you to bind us together.”
Erestor looked up as tears filled his eyes once again. Threading his fingers through Glorfindel’s hair, all he could manage was a nod.
Smiling, he placed a gentle kiss on Erestor’s lips then reached for one of the vials of oil on the table next to the bed. Handing it to Erestor, he started to lay on his stomach when Erestor said, “No, meleth, I want to see your eyes when I take you, when we bind our faer (souls) together.”
Glorfindel lay onto his back and looked up into Erestor’s eyes, letting his love shine in them, willing him to feel it.
Gasping, Erestor stared in wonder, “I can already feel you, feel your love.”
Raising his knees, “Take me, melui nín, make me whole.”
Opening the vial he smiled when he smelled the scent of his bathing oil fill the room.
Pouring oil upon his fingers, he then lovingly prepared his meleth until Glorfindel was arching against his fingers, “Do not make me wait any longer, melui, saes.”
Quickly covering his shaft with oil he leaned down and reverently kissed Glorfindel. Staring deeply into his eyes he said, “I, Erestor, give you, Glorfindel, my love, my life, my faer for all time. I, in return, take all that you are into my keeping. May the Valar bless our union.”
A tear slipped out of the corner of Glorfindel’s eye and he said, “I, Glorfindel, give you, Erestor, my love, my life, my faer for all time. I, in return, take all that you are into my keeping. May the Valar bless our union.”
At the completion of their vows Erestor filled Glorfindel in one fluid thrust. Stilling, he waited for Glorfindel to relax around him, “Ai! (Oh!)…Meleth nín, you feel so… good,” Erestor leaned down and kissed him.
Moaning, Glorfindel wrapped his legs around Erestor’s waist, “Saes, melui nín, move…ai…gerich veleth nín (I love you).”
Erestor started moving into Glorfindel with slow deep thrusts, “Meleth, I feel you, around me, in me, everywhere,” Erestor panted.
Glorfindel arched up to meet each thrust, feeling their faer combine, feeling Erestor in him, everywhere. Their bodies pulsed, vibrating with the harmony of their faer as they climaxed together.
“ERESTOR!”
“GLORFINDEL!”
Erestor fell on top of Glorfindel, breathing hard. Tears ran down both their faces to mingle together as they lay in the glow of their love, their bond. The chamber was alight with the radiance of their skin which glowed brighter than any flame.
Glorfindel wrapped his arms possessively around his hervenn (husband) and held him close. When Erestor went to draw out of him and roll to his side, Glorfindel held him tighter and said, “No, hervenn, do not leave me just yet. Let me hold you for a few minutes more.”
Smiling Erestor said through his tears, “Call me that again.”
“Hervenn nín (My husband).”
Finally Glorfindel released Erestor and he slid down to lay against his side, “Did I hurt your side? Are you okay?”
Seeing the concern in his eyes, Glorfindel caressed Erestor’s cheek and said, “I have never been better in my life, either of them. I can feel our bond, I can feel you in me.”
Smiling, Erestor sweetly kissed him and said, “Yes, I feel it too.”
Settling more closely against Glorfindel, they both soon fell into reverie.
TBC
Author: Janalynn27
Type: FPS
Pairing: Erestor/Glorfindel
Rating: NC-17
Warnings: Slash
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: Erestor and Glorfindel love each other but are afraid to let the other know, for fear of rejection.
Timeline: 2610 TA, a hundred years after Celebrían passes into the west. The rest is AU.
Feedback: It is greatly appreciated, this being my first story in Tolkien’s wonderful world of Middle-Earth.
Author's note: When Erestor and Glorfindel are mindspeaking it is accentuated by 'dialogue'.
Chapter 12
After leaving the laundry, Lostariel quickly made her way to Lord Elrond’s office. She was a little intimidated by the Lord of Imladris but knew he was kind and fair. She slowed when she saw that his door was opened wide and she took a deep breath for courage. Knocking lightly on the open door she curtsied when Elrond looked up from his desk, “My Lord, may I speak with you?”
Elrond was surprised to find Lostariel standing in his doorway. She was such a beautiful little elleth (f. elf). Elrond could still remember when Glorfindel came riding into Imladris with a frightened little Elfling clinging to him. It had taken quite a lot to convince her to release her hold on him and then only when he promised to stay with her. Ever since that time she became his shadow. Feeling her nervousness, Elrond smiled and said, “Come in, Lostariel, and sit. What can I do for such a beautiful elleth?”
Sitting down in the chair in front of Lord Elrond’s desk she decided to go right ahead and ask, “I wish for Glorfindel and Erestor to adopt me.”
Elrond sat back and could not hide his surprise, “Have they talked to you about this?”
Blushing she said, “No, this is my idea,” looking over her shoulder; she then leaned forward and whispered, “I know that they are going to bind themselves together and in doing so will not have any children of their own. They are very important to me and I want this to be my gift to them. I think they would want this too.”
Smiling Elrond said, “Yes, I know they would love this very much. Did you have a time you wanted to tell them?”
“I was thinking, that is if it was not too soon, I could present the papers to them at the feasting celebration,” she said hopefully.
Thinking, Elrond said, “I think I could have the papers written up by then. I will do it personally since this is a surprise for Erestor.”
Not able to contain her joy, Lostariel ran around the desk and impulsively hugged Elrond tightly. When she realized what she was doing, though, she pulled out of his arms and blushed deeply, “I am sorry, My Lord, I do not know what came over me,” she stammered.
Chuckling Elrond tapped her on her nose and said, “Erestor and Glorfindel are two very lucky ellyn (m. elf).”
Blushing even more, she whispered, “Thank you My Lord. If you will excuse me, I have some chores to do,” curtsying once more she skipped from the room.
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Erestor sighed as he closed the ledger that he had been working on. Melpomaen had kept things organized when he was gone so he did not have too much back work to do. Erestor would need to come up with a thank you present for Mel for his help the last few days. He thought of Glorfindel and smiled, he would need to talk to Mel about taking on his duties for a few more days because he was most determined to be on his binding holiday. He would need to talk to Glorfindel and tell him that he was ready to bond; he did not want to wait any longer. Eager to see his meleth (love), he put the ledgers away. After locking the door to his study he quickly made his way to Glorfindel’s chambers.
The first thing Erestor noticed when entering the antechamber was the aroma of food; not just any food, but his favorite: roast fowl in a cranberry glaze, caramelized greens, and creamed potatoes. Smiling, Erestor walked through the bedchamber door and came to a halt as he looked around at the vision before him. The chamber was alit with dozens of candles, vases of beautiful flowers were all over the room, rugs laid in front of the fire, a meal was set out on a table next to the doors leading to the balcony, and the most wonderful of all, Glorfindel in his lounging robe, leaning against the bedpost of the bed which was covered in silk sheets. At seeing Glorfindel standing there with desire in his deep blue eyes, all Erestor could do was gulp for air.
Glorfindel devoured Erestor with his eyes. Slowly walking toward him, he said in a low voice, “It is about time, melui nín (my sweet).”
At the sound of Glorfindel’s voice, a shudder of desire raced down his spine. He held his breath as he watched Glorfindel approach him. When he reached him and stood mere inches from him, Erestor could not help swaying towards him.
Glorfindel smiled as Erestor leaned forward and he quickly wrapped him into his arms and captured his lips. As Erestor sighed, Glorfindel deepened the kiss, threading his fingers into his hair.
Erestor whimpered as he felt Glorfindel rub against him. Finally breaking apart for breath, “I have missed you, meleth nín, and I can tell that you missed me as well,” looking around the room again, “You know that there is no need to seduce me, I am already yours,” he said, then smiled up at Glorfindel.
Glorfindel caressed Erestor’s cheek, “Bind with me, melui nín. Bind with me tonight.”
Tears sprang to his eyes and Erestor wrapped his arms around Glorfindel’s neck and pulled him down for another ravishing kiss, “Yes, I want to be yours forever.”
Laughing with joy, Glorfindel swung Erestor up into his arms and carried him to the bed, “Gerich veleth nín, melui nín (I love you, my sweet).”
Nibbling Glorfindel’s neck, he then bit the tip of his ear and whispered, “A gerithach veleth nín an-uir, Glor nín (and you will have my love forever, my Glor).”
Letting Erestor slide down his body so he stood in front of him, he slowly undressed him, tasting every inch of skin that was exposed. Smiling when he felt Erestor tremble, he lay him down onto the bed. Looking down at him, he breathed, “Ce bainon (You are so beautiful).”
Arching up, Erestor pleaded, “Touch me, meleth, saes (please).”
Leaning down Glorfindel licked then nibbled a taut nipple while gently pinching its twin. Growling low as Erestor moaned and rocked himself against him, he quickly captured Erestor’s lips. Rubbing his groin against Erestor’s, he kissed his way to Erestor’s ear and just before he nipped the tip, said, “Take me, I want you to bind us together.”
Erestor looked up as tears filled his eyes once again. Threading his fingers through Glorfindel’s hair, all he could manage was a nod.
Smiling, he placed a gentle kiss on Erestor’s lips then reached for one of the vials of oil on the table next to the bed. Handing it to Erestor, he started to lay on his stomach when Erestor said, “No, meleth, I want to see your eyes when I take you, when we bind our faer (souls) together.”
Glorfindel lay onto his back and looked up into Erestor’s eyes, letting his love shine in them, willing him to feel it.
Gasping, Erestor stared in wonder, “I can already feel you, feel your love.”
Raising his knees, “Take me, melui nín, make me whole.”
Opening the vial he smiled when he smelled the scent of his bathing oil fill the room.
Pouring oil upon his fingers, he then lovingly prepared his meleth until Glorfindel was arching against his fingers, “Do not make me wait any longer, melui, saes.”
Quickly covering his shaft with oil he leaned down and reverently kissed Glorfindel. Staring deeply into his eyes he said, “I, Erestor, give you, Glorfindel, my love, my life, my faer for all time. I, in return, take all that you are into my keeping. May the Valar bless our union.”
A tear slipped out of the corner of Glorfindel’s eye and he said, “I, Glorfindel, give you, Erestor, my love, my life, my faer for all time. I, in return, take all that you are into my keeping. May the Valar bless our union.”
At the completion of their vows Erestor filled Glorfindel in one fluid thrust. Stilling, he waited for Glorfindel to relax around him, “Ai! (Oh!)…Meleth nín, you feel so… good,” Erestor leaned down and kissed him.
Moaning, Glorfindel wrapped his legs around Erestor’s waist, “Saes, melui nín, move…ai…gerich veleth nín (I love you).”
Erestor started moving into Glorfindel with slow deep thrusts, “Meleth, I feel you, around me, in me, everywhere,” Erestor panted.
Glorfindel arched up to meet each thrust, feeling their faer combine, feeling Erestor in him, everywhere. Their bodies pulsed, vibrating with the harmony of their faer as they climaxed together.
“ERESTOR!”
“GLORFINDEL!”
Erestor fell on top of Glorfindel, breathing hard. Tears ran down both their faces to mingle together as they lay in the glow of their love, their bond. The chamber was alight with the radiance of their skin which glowed brighter than any flame.
Glorfindel wrapped his arms possessively around his hervenn (husband) and held him close. When Erestor went to draw out of him and roll to his side, Glorfindel held him tighter and said, “No, hervenn, do not leave me just yet. Let me hold you for a few minutes more.”
Smiling Erestor said through his tears, “Call me that again.”
“Hervenn nín (My husband).”
Finally Glorfindel released Erestor and he slid down to lay against his side, “Did I hurt your side? Are you okay?”
Seeing the concern in his eyes, Glorfindel caressed Erestor’s cheek and said, “I have never been better in my life, either of them. I can feel our bond, I can feel you in me.”
Smiling, Erestor sweetly kissed him and said, “Yes, I feel it too.”
Settling more closely against Glorfindel, they both soon fell into reverie.
TBC