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chapter 17
Title: Erestor’s Gift (17/?)
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.
Beta: Lady Mirfain's at the Ring Con - so my cat Maxie did this one. Mirfy said he could.
Summary: Erestor is sure Glorfindel forgot his begetting day, Elrond meddles, and both the chief Councilor and Lord of Imladris find their heart’s desire.
Author’s Note: Not a part of my usual Erestor/Glorfindel universe.
HHS, Ertia, my dear Erviniae, Naira, Kalima & Lisande: Thank you so much for your fb. It means so much to me.
Chapter 17
Erestor giggled as Glorfindel blew a raspberry on his stomach. It was mid-day and they still hadn’t made it out of bed yet.
“If you get up and have a nice hot bath with me, I’ll wash your hair for you, Erestor,” Glorfindel coaxed. “And then I will fix you some lovely lunch because your empty stomach is rumbling.” As if on command, Erestor’s stomach growled, and Glorfindel attacked it with another raspberry. “Or would you rather have lunch first?”
Giggling again, Erestor ran his fingers through Glorfindel’s tousled hair. “Lunch first,” he said. “I am starving.”
“Then up with you, my beautiful elf, and to the kitchen!” Glorfindel jumped up and tossed a light robe at his smiling mate.
Erestor sat up and caught the robe, but when he started to move out of bed he stopped abruptly, drawing a sharp breath. “Ai, ai, ai, ai,” he said softly.
“Erestor? Are you all right, my love?” Glorfindel was instantly at his side.
“Ummm…I’m sore, Glorfindel. It hurt to move,” he whispered. “Will it go away soon?”
“Oh, love, I’m so sorry. I shouldn’t have been so…forceful…with you,” Glorfindel said, wrapping his arms around his mate and kissing his brow. “Does it hurt badly?”
Erestor shook his head. “Nay…not really. I just did not expect it. It’s more like an ache. It’s just…sore.”
“Lie back down while I get our food, my love, and I’ll bring it in here. After we eat, a nice warm bath and some salve I have will make you feel much better.” Glorfindel kissed Erestor sweetly. “I’m so sorry, Erestor. I shouldn’t have gotten so carried away this morning.”
“But I wanted you to get carried away,” Erestor said with a smile, caressing Glorfindel’s face.
After another sweet kiss, Glorfindel headed for the kitchen and Erestor lay back in the bed, just savoring the memory of their night and morning. It was everything he could have hoped for. He was sore, but it was a nice kind of sore. He almost didn’t want to give up the feeling because it meant Glorfindel had claimed him. Shaking his head at his silliness, he laughed, happier than he had ever been.
“Erestor?” Glorfindel carried in a tray with their meal and placed it on the bed.
“I am happy, Glorfindel,” Erestor said, grabbing his husband and kissing his soundly. “I was savoring my soreness until I realized I wanted it to go away so you could make love to me again,” he whispered, blushing.
Glorfindel chuckled. “When you’re better I will be more than happy to oblige you, love. Now, here we have fresh tea, leftover fish from last night, leftover vegetables from last night, and some of the wonderful apples you made – also leftover. How does that sound?” He grinned and handed Erestor his plate.
“Wonderful. I’m so hungry I can eat…. leftovers!” Erestor said, digging into his meal. “Hmmm…why does everything taste so much better out here, love?” he asked between bites.
“It just does. The same reason everything grows better here. It’s a magical place, my love. Perhaps one of the Vala blessed it with their presence long ago. Perhaps even Yavanna herself,” Glorfindel mused.
“I like that idea. It’s so beautiful here Yavanna would have loved it,” Erestor said. “Will we fish again later today, Glorfindel?”
Glorfindel nodded. “We could always skip it if you wanted to, though. We have plenty of bread, cheese, eggs, vegetables and fruit.”
Erestor grinned, licking his fingers. “But the fish is so good, and I like watching you catch it.”
“You do?”
“When you throw the line out the muscles in your…backside…ripple,” Erestor blushed. “I told you before I liked looking at your…backside.”
Glorfindel nearly choked on the food in his mouth before managing to swallow it, and then burst out laughing, remembering their first night together when Erestor had told him that. “By all means then, we shall fish today.”
After their meal and a bath, a naked Erestor lay on his stomach on the bed as an equally naked Glorfindel knelt beside him and gently applied the healing salve. Erestor moaned softly and moved his bottom.
Glorfindel abruptly stopped. “Did I hurt you, love. I am so sorry, Erestor. I am trying to be gentle.”
“You did not hurt me, Glorfindel. It…umm…feels very….good and you’re making me….aroused.”
Glorfindel chuckled and resumed applying the salve. He gently pushed his finger inside of Erestor, spreading the salve. Leaning over his mate, he whispered in a pointed ear, “Doing this is making me aroused as well, my love. But you need to heal.” Removing his finger, he rolled Erestor over onto his back, lay down beside him, and captured his lips in a passionate kiss.
When he was forced to pull his lips from Glorfindel’s to breathe, Erestor’s fingers threaded through the golden mane, and he whispered huskily, “I cannot get enough of you. I need you as much as the very air I breathe. Every touch makes me burn for you; every time you look into my eyes, you fill me with desire. I love you so much that I can no longer remember my life without your light.” His fingers traced Glorfindel’s strongly chiseled features, lingering on soft rosy lips, swollen from kisses. “So beautiful.”
Glorfindel’s blue eyes pierced Erestor’s dark ones, and the councilor’s eloquent words nearly made him forget to breathe. “I do not know what I have done to deserve you, Erestor. I can feel your love for me, surrounding me, and it is so good and pure that it takes my breath away and my heart pounds within me. I love you with everything that I am, Erestor. My lover, my friend, my beautiful husband, can you feel my love for you? Can you feel how my heart beats within yours, only for you?”
“Aye, beloved, I feel it. It is in my heart, in my soul, surrounding me, embracing me. Oh!” Thinking of Glorfindel’s love surrounding him, Erestor remembered the brooch, and smiled almost shyly. “I forgot. I have a gift for you.”
Glorfindel groaned, dropped his head on Erestor’s chest, then looked up smiling. “I forgot I have one for you too. We must have had other things on our minds.”
“I’m not sure I want you to move, but I do want to give you your gift.” Erestor drew Glorfindel’s head down for another kiss.
“Tell me where it is and I’ll get it, my love,” Glorfindel said, grinning. “I love gifts.”
Erestor laughed. “It’s in the back of the top shelf in the wardrobe. A small box,” he said as he sat up. “And no peeking.”
“Who me? I don’t peek – much.” Glorfindel gave Erestor a quick kiss, then bounded up and over to the wardrobe. He hadn’t even noticed a small box on the shelf when he’d placed his own boxes on the shelf. Taking the three boxes, he returned to the bed, sat across from Erestor, and set the boxes between them. “Erestor, you are the only gift I need. The gift of your love is all I will ever need.”
Erestor cupped Glorfindel’s face in his hands, stroking his cheeks with his thumbs. “As your love is the only gift I need. I love you, Glorfindel. I knew the first night we were together that I would always want to be held and covered by you.” He touched Glorfindel’s lips with his own, then took the smallest of the three boxes and set it in his lover’s hand. “Open it, my love. May it always remind you of how your love covers me.”
Glorfindel lifted the lid of the box and his face lit up with a brilliant smile when he saw the brooch,
Its golden petals folded over the resting onyx raven. “Oh, Erestor….how did you….did Sarnon have this made already as well? Oh, it’s perfect, love.”
Erestor nodded, smiling. “Aye, he did. Do you like it?”
“I love it, Erestor. It matches my ring.” Glorfindel kissed Erestor sweetly, then laughed, shaking his head. “How did Sarnon know? Now, see what I have for you, my love.” He set the brooch down and opened the two remaining boxes. Inside rested two gold circlets, crafted exactly like their rings and brooches, with the same golden flower and onyx raven.
“Oh, Glorfindel, they’re beautiful.” Erestor looked up and smiled. “He made circlets, too?”
“Aye, he did.” Glorfindel picked up Erestor’s circlet with the raven pecking the ruby from the golden flower and carefully placed it on his head. “There. You are so beautiful, Erestor. My beautiful raven.”
Erestor smiled softly, then reached for Glorfindel and wrapped his arms around his husband. “If I am, it is only because of you, my beautiful golden flower.” He placed a soft kiss on Glorfindel’s lips. “I do believe I am feeling better – the pain is gone.” Boxes and brooch and circlet were forgotten as Erestor pulled Glorfindel down on top of him. “Was there something you were going to do when I was healed, beloved?” he whispered seductively.
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.
Beta: Lady Mirfain's at the Ring Con - so my cat Maxie did this one. Mirfy said he could.
Summary: Erestor is sure Glorfindel forgot his begetting day, Elrond meddles, and both the chief Councilor and Lord of Imladris find their heart’s desire.
Author’s Note: Not a part of my usual Erestor/Glorfindel universe.
HHS, Ertia, my dear Erviniae, Naira, Kalima & Lisande: Thank you so much for your fb. It means so much to me.
Chapter 17
Erestor giggled as Glorfindel blew a raspberry on his stomach. It was mid-day and they still hadn’t made it out of bed yet.
“If you get up and have a nice hot bath with me, I’ll wash your hair for you, Erestor,” Glorfindel coaxed. “And then I will fix you some lovely lunch because your empty stomach is rumbling.” As if on command, Erestor’s stomach growled, and Glorfindel attacked it with another raspberry. “Or would you rather have lunch first?”
Giggling again, Erestor ran his fingers through Glorfindel’s tousled hair. “Lunch first,” he said. “I am starving.”
“Then up with you, my beautiful elf, and to the kitchen!” Glorfindel jumped up and tossed a light robe at his smiling mate.
Erestor sat up and caught the robe, but when he started to move out of bed he stopped abruptly, drawing a sharp breath. “Ai, ai, ai, ai,” he said softly.
“Erestor? Are you all right, my love?” Glorfindel was instantly at his side.
“Ummm…I’m sore, Glorfindel. It hurt to move,” he whispered. “Will it go away soon?”
“Oh, love, I’m so sorry. I shouldn’t have been so…forceful…with you,” Glorfindel said, wrapping his arms around his mate and kissing his brow. “Does it hurt badly?”
Erestor shook his head. “Nay…not really. I just did not expect it. It’s more like an ache. It’s just…sore.”
“Lie back down while I get our food, my love, and I’ll bring it in here. After we eat, a nice warm bath and some salve I have will make you feel much better.” Glorfindel kissed Erestor sweetly. “I’m so sorry, Erestor. I shouldn’t have gotten so carried away this morning.”
“But I wanted you to get carried away,” Erestor said with a smile, caressing Glorfindel’s face.
After another sweet kiss, Glorfindel headed for the kitchen and Erestor lay back in the bed, just savoring the memory of their night and morning. It was everything he could have hoped for. He was sore, but it was a nice kind of sore. He almost didn’t want to give up the feeling because it meant Glorfindel had claimed him. Shaking his head at his silliness, he laughed, happier than he had ever been.
“Erestor?” Glorfindel carried in a tray with their meal and placed it on the bed.
“I am happy, Glorfindel,” Erestor said, grabbing his husband and kissing his soundly. “I was savoring my soreness until I realized I wanted it to go away so you could make love to me again,” he whispered, blushing.
Glorfindel chuckled. “When you’re better I will be more than happy to oblige you, love. Now, here we have fresh tea, leftover fish from last night, leftover vegetables from last night, and some of the wonderful apples you made – also leftover. How does that sound?” He grinned and handed Erestor his plate.
“Wonderful. I’m so hungry I can eat…. leftovers!” Erestor said, digging into his meal. “Hmmm…why does everything taste so much better out here, love?” he asked between bites.
“It just does. The same reason everything grows better here. It’s a magical place, my love. Perhaps one of the Vala blessed it with their presence long ago. Perhaps even Yavanna herself,” Glorfindel mused.
“I like that idea. It’s so beautiful here Yavanna would have loved it,” Erestor said. “Will we fish again later today, Glorfindel?”
Glorfindel nodded. “We could always skip it if you wanted to, though. We have plenty of bread, cheese, eggs, vegetables and fruit.”
Erestor grinned, licking his fingers. “But the fish is so good, and I like watching you catch it.”
“You do?”
“When you throw the line out the muscles in your…backside…ripple,” Erestor blushed. “I told you before I liked looking at your…backside.”
Glorfindel nearly choked on the food in his mouth before managing to swallow it, and then burst out laughing, remembering their first night together when Erestor had told him that. “By all means then, we shall fish today.”
After their meal and a bath, a naked Erestor lay on his stomach on the bed as an equally naked Glorfindel knelt beside him and gently applied the healing salve. Erestor moaned softly and moved his bottom.
Glorfindel abruptly stopped. “Did I hurt you, love. I am so sorry, Erestor. I am trying to be gentle.”
“You did not hurt me, Glorfindel. It…umm…feels very….good and you’re making me….aroused.”
Glorfindel chuckled and resumed applying the salve. He gently pushed his finger inside of Erestor, spreading the salve. Leaning over his mate, he whispered in a pointed ear, “Doing this is making me aroused as well, my love. But you need to heal.” Removing his finger, he rolled Erestor over onto his back, lay down beside him, and captured his lips in a passionate kiss.
When he was forced to pull his lips from Glorfindel’s to breathe, Erestor’s fingers threaded through the golden mane, and he whispered huskily, “I cannot get enough of you. I need you as much as the very air I breathe. Every touch makes me burn for you; every time you look into my eyes, you fill me with desire. I love you so much that I can no longer remember my life without your light.” His fingers traced Glorfindel’s strongly chiseled features, lingering on soft rosy lips, swollen from kisses. “So beautiful.”
Glorfindel’s blue eyes pierced Erestor’s dark ones, and the councilor’s eloquent words nearly made him forget to breathe. “I do not know what I have done to deserve you, Erestor. I can feel your love for me, surrounding me, and it is so good and pure that it takes my breath away and my heart pounds within me. I love you with everything that I am, Erestor. My lover, my friend, my beautiful husband, can you feel my love for you? Can you feel how my heart beats within yours, only for you?”
“Aye, beloved, I feel it. It is in my heart, in my soul, surrounding me, embracing me. Oh!” Thinking of Glorfindel’s love surrounding him, Erestor remembered the brooch, and smiled almost shyly. “I forgot. I have a gift for you.”
Glorfindel groaned, dropped his head on Erestor’s chest, then looked up smiling. “I forgot I have one for you too. We must have had other things on our minds.”
“I’m not sure I want you to move, but I do want to give you your gift.” Erestor drew Glorfindel’s head down for another kiss.
“Tell me where it is and I’ll get it, my love,” Glorfindel said, grinning. “I love gifts.”
Erestor laughed. “It’s in the back of the top shelf in the wardrobe. A small box,” he said as he sat up. “And no peeking.”
“Who me? I don’t peek – much.” Glorfindel gave Erestor a quick kiss, then bounded up and over to the wardrobe. He hadn’t even noticed a small box on the shelf when he’d placed his own boxes on the shelf. Taking the three boxes, he returned to the bed, sat across from Erestor, and set the boxes between them. “Erestor, you are the only gift I need. The gift of your love is all I will ever need.”
Erestor cupped Glorfindel’s face in his hands, stroking his cheeks with his thumbs. “As your love is the only gift I need. I love you, Glorfindel. I knew the first night we were together that I would always want to be held and covered by you.” He touched Glorfindel’s lips with his own, then took the smallest of the three boxes and set it in his lover’s hand. “Open it, my love. May it always remind you of how your love covers me.”
Glorfindel lifted the lid of the box and his face lit up with a brilliant smile when he saw the brooch,
Its golden petals folded over the resting onyx raven. “Oh, Erestor….how did you….did Sarnon have this made already as well? Oh, it’s perfect, love.”
Erestor nodded, smiling. “Aye, he did. Do you like it?”
“I love it, Erestor. It matches my ring.” Glorfindel kissed Erestor sweetly, then laughed, shaking his head. “How did Sarnon know? Now, see what I have for you, my love.” He set the brooch down and opened the two remaining boxes. Inside rested two gold circlets, crafted exactly like their rings and brooches, with the same golden flower and onyx raven.
“Oh, Glorfindel, they’re beautiful.” Erestor looked up and smiled. “He made circlets, too?”
“Aye, he did.” Glorfindel picked up Erestor’s circlet with the raven pecking the ruby from the golden flower and carefully placed it on his head. “There. You are so beautiful, Erestor. My beautiful raven.”
Erestor smiled softly, then reached for Glorfindel and wrapped his arms around his husband. “If I am, it is only because of you, my beautiful golden flower.” He placed a soft kiss on Glorfindel’s lips. “I do believe I am feeling better – the pain is gone.” Boxes and brooch and circlet were forgotten as Erestor pulled Glorfindel down on top of him. “Was there something you were going to do when I was healed, beloved?” he whispered seductively.
Tbc…..