The Fire Dance

The Fire Dance

Ch143


Heat. Panting. Growling. Arching. Thrusting. Moaning. Clawing. Purring.


~*~*~


Cirdan slowly walked down the hallway and shook his head as he glanced
at his right shoulder "Now listen here Titta-Ciryaquen, you can not
keep eating all the wicks to Elrohir and my candles...of all the odd
things a rabbit would focus on nibbling...*Sigh*...why can you not
just nibble on the curtains like a normal rabbit. I realise that the
candle makers are happy to have my business since I took you in, but I
am rather annoyed with having to restock our candle supply so
regularly...I should have named you Wick"


*SniffSniff CuddleCuddle*


Cirdan took a deep breath and sighed "Cuddling my neck and ear will
not stay my lecture, you truly need to cease this wick nibbling...I
mean it Titta-Ciryaquen"


When the ancient mariner got further down the hall, his ear twitched
and he stopped. Looking at the door next to him, he lightly tilted his
head when he heard from behind the door.....


"Oh aye Gwee! Aye! You are so...strong my...love...so big..."


"Ahh...so tight...so warm...Argh! Your nails are so...sharp! Next
time...I'm tying your...hands to...the bedpost!"


*Pant* "I'm sorry Gwee but...we Avari are very...argh!"


"Argh!"


"Oh aye! My sweet Gwee! My love!"


*Growl* "You're going to send me...to the healing...wing! Ahh...I love
you! You wicked clawing warg!"


Cirdan arched his brow as he whispered "Wicked clawing warg ay?", then
shook his head as he chuckled and resumed down the hall.


~*~*~


Erestor sat behind his desk and sighed as he thought 'My little Meep
is...he is...oh Valar, he is no longer little is he, he is taller then
I am, granted not by much but he is taller...and stronger. He has
grown into such a fair ellon. My Gwee. And to think I tried to stop
him from saying that word when he was little...*Sigh*...when he was
little...'


The dark adviser slowly stood and walked out of the library


~*~*~


Sweat dripping from his muscled torso, Glorfindel groaned as he
entered his office in the barracks, then tossed his underlay aside and
slumped in his chair, "Those dammed recruits are going to kill me
someday, I am getting to old for this"


"Oh I think you are still rather spry for one your age!"


Glorfindel gasped as Erestor pounced from the shadows and straddled
his hips "You are still My big strong warrior!"


The golden slayer moaned as Erestor leaned down and began to lick the
sweat from his chest "Mmm...my my Rabbit, what has got into you today?"


Erestor released a low rumbling growl as he narrowed his eyes "Tis not
I that will be got into this day!"


Before the great warrior knew what hit him, he was up and bent forward
over his desk "Erestor!"


The dark adviser smirked as he roughly pushed Glorfindel's leggings
down, then leaned close and whispered "Prepare to be had"


Glorfindel licked his lips when he heard fabric moving behind him,
then moaned when he realised that Erestor was not removing his robes,
he was only lifting them up "Oh aye Rabbit...aye"


Erestor quickly leaned down, licked at Glorfindel's hidden entrance,
then stood and sunk into his mates tight passage.........


"Argh! Findel you...are always so very...tight!"


Gripping the other side of the desk, Glorfindel grunted as he was
slammed into "Ahh! Blessed Valar!"


As Erestor roughly thrust into his love, he panted "Valar?! I see no
Valar here! Only your tight arse and my..."


"Aragh!"


"Oh ay Findel! Scream for me! Scream for your rabbit!"


~*~*~


Out in the main barracks, all movement ceased as the warriors heard
behind the Captains door.....


*Bang! Scrape! BangBang!*


"Argh!"


*Bang! Bang! Scrape!*


"You should bolt...your desk to the...floor...you bad warrior!"


~*~*~


Huradel blushed crimson as he cleared his throat "Alright all of you,
out, clear the barracks!"


The gathered warriors did not move, they stood, motionless, jaws dropped


The commander sighed as he shook his head "Hey! I said get out!"


~*~*~


Having tea out on their balcony, Thranduil and Elrond frowned as they
watched the mass exodus from the barracks


"What the...Rondy, peek over and see what's happening"


Elrond closed his eyes, then tilted his head


After only a few seconds, Elrond choked "Oh Blessed Valar!"


"What Rondy!"


Elrond cleared his throat "Lets just say that Glorfindel is going to
need a new desk, and chair, and bookshelf, and sword rack and...eh,
lets just say he will need his whole office remodelled!"


TBC....................................

Translations:

Titta -------------- Little
Ciryaquen -------- Sailor
Ellon ------------- Male Elf

The name for Cirdan's bunny, I got from the Quenya translation part
of......

http://www.councilofelrond.com/index.php