To Warm An Advisor's Heart

Lothlorien is beatiful. You don't remember what was said on your way to meet Galadriel. All you know is that you can understand why Erestor would want to marry here. All thoughts of Lothlorien fly from your mind when you meet Galadriel.

She’s even more beautiful than the books describe. You also realize how much of a creepy witch she can be when she speaks in your mind. “Beware of the warrior,” she warns. “The warrior will be the fall of the fragile relationship you and Erestor have.”

‘Great, so Glorfindel isn’t going to give up,’ you think.

“It’s no one from your company,” she says. You are surprised. So apparently you’re going to meet some elf dude bent on conquering you and therefore, breaking you and Erestor up. Figuring out which guy that is shouldn’t be too hard.

Erestor sees your shock. He puts his arm around you and pulls you close. “What did she say?” he asks. His breath is hot against your ear. You shudder. He kisses your ear softly, leaving you breathless. His tongue snakes out and licks your ear. You close your eyes and grip his hand.

“We will celebrate this glorious occasion tonight. I’m sure there are many who wish to congratulate Erestor on finally settling down,” Galadriel says aloud. To your relief, Erestor stops his assault on your ear. “For now, you will be shown to your rooms. Bathes will be drawn and you will need to be ready in an hour.”

An elf ushers you and Erestor to your room. Your heart races as you get closer to the room. You have a whole hour to spend with Erestor all alone.

“This is your room,” the elf says. He opens the door for you. While there aren’t as many rooms as the one you have at Rivendell, it does not lack warmth in any way. The crimson sheeted bed is large enough for five to sleep comfortably in with a crimson canopy overtop. There is a large fireplace with two squishy armchairs before it.

You make your way through the bedroom and enter the bathroom. There is a large Jacuzzi-size bathtub in the middle of the room. It’s filled with steaming water and bubbles. You feel the water and sigh. You’ve missed your hot bathes and this is the perfect temperature.

Arms circle around you and you feel Erestor kiss your shoulder. “We are finally to ourselves,” he purrs. He kisses his way up your neck. “What would you like to do?”

“Take a bath,” you answer. You feel him slump against you. You have a feeling he was expecting you to say something else. You smile as you add, “Care to join me?”

He groans at the mere thought. He answers by helping you out of your shirt. He may be up for this slow seduction, but you’re not. You quickly strip and stand in the tub. His eyes darken at the sight of your nipples tightening from the heat of the water. You moan as you sink into the hot water.

You watch Erestor as he takes off his clothes. He climbs into the tub and sighs as he sinks in it. You close your eyes and lean your head back. While you were ready to jump him earlier, the water has lulled you into a half-sleep state.

That’s until you feel his body pressed against yours. You keep your eyes closed and enjoy the feeling of his lips against your neck. He kisses his way up to your face. You feel his lips against you. You welcome his tongue into your mouth.

His hands wander down your body and grab your legs. He spreads them and rubs himself against you. You thrust against him. He pulls back from the kiss and stares at you as he enters you.

At first, you feel uncomfortable. The only reason you don’t tell him to stop is because you know it’ll get better.

Once he is fully in you, he leans down and kisses your neck. You tilt your head back to give him more access. You pant when he licks his way down to the nape of your neck. As he sucks on your neck, he pulls out and thrusts back in. You gasp. Your legs wrap around him waist and you try to pull him deeper into you.

His hands grip your hips. He pulls out and thrusts back in again. Your eyes are closed and you hear him groan in your neck. He moves inside of you at a slow pace. You savor the feelings you get as he fills you.

You bury your hands in his hair and kiss him. You whimper and moan in the kisses as you feel yourself get closer to your release. He breaks the kiss. He buries his face in your neck again. His thrusts become urgent as he nears his peak.

You moan as you come. He thrusts into you one more time before he reaches his orgasm.

When it’s over you enjoy feeling his body against yours. You sigh contently and stroke his hair. He makes a noise in the back of his throat that almost sounds like a purr. You laugh.

“We better get ready,” you say. “We don’t want anyone bursting through the doors and dragging us out without letting us get dressed.” He pouts. You kiss him, taking your time to explore his mouth. You gasp when he presses against you. He’s hard already.

He pushes you up the tub and blows across your breasts. They harden under the cool air. He leans down and takes one in his mouth. You arch your back.

“Erestor,” you moan. You try to push him away. “Please, we need to get ready.”

He growls. He kisses you hard and slams into you. You cry out as he whispers in your ear; “Then we better make this quick.” His thrusts are fast and deep as his hips help you meet his thrusts. Your lips meet his. His tongue sweeps through your mouth as he hits a spot in you that leaves you breathless.

You don’t last long. For the second time, you come. You are shaking when you come down from your orgasm. Erestor’s eyes are closed. The satisfied look on his face makes you feel like a woman. You are tempted to take him, but know you still have to get ready for the party.

With much regret, you get out of the tub and dry off. You walk into your bedroom and look through your dresses. Erestor’s arms encircle you and he pulls you close. He nibbles on your ear. “Which dress should I wear?” you ask, trying to get his mind off of your ear.

He looks through them and picks out a blue dress that straps tie at the back of your neck. You can already tell it’s going to show a fair amount of cleavage. You drop the towel and put the dress on. You look in the mirror. Yep, definitely a lot of cleavage.

Erestor groans and pushes you against the wall. His hands ball up the base of your dress as he lifts it up past your waist. Your legs wrap around his waist. He enters you. His lips find your ear again as he thrusts. He sucks on your ear.

“I could never get tired of this,” he purrs. “After we marry, I’m keeping you to myself for a week.”

“Oh my-“ You gasp. You thrust back against him. He bites your neck. You rake your fingers down his back as your orgasm overtakes you. He thrusts harder until he reaches his peak. He groans and presses you against the wall. Even when his orgasm is over, he keeps you there.

Your hands caress his back in a loving way. “You know what?” you ask.

“What?”

“I really like bubble baths.”

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