The Fire Dance

Authors Note:
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TopazKat - Hehehee...yeah Glorion could stab Tulkas and the Valar wouldnt mind! HA!...:)
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Lavinia - Becouse, he is only on loan...you need to find your own elves to play with, I only loan them out when needed...and sice you needed a spanking...and Im glad the upload was quick for ya...hopefuly with my work schedule Ill be able to get another out soon...:)
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Blushing - Oh my friend it is just cool that you review once in a while. Its always great to get reviews, but I dont expect them...yeah, Taurcalad and Thoniel are fun to write...and yes, Elrond is getting some new clothes! HA!...:)
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The Fire Dance


Ch184


Tulkas slowly entered the library and looked around


"BA!"


"Shh...hush now penneth, your Adar would not like for you to be
disturbing the stillness of his library"


Tulkas startled as he spun when he heard from behind him "Nay I do not
like it, you are teaching him loud habits, now give me my elfling"


The Valar of battle slowly handed Glorion over "You know Feisty One,
save my fellows, you are probably the only creature that can sneak up
on me like that"


Erestor narrowed his eyes "You are lucky I do not have a quill on me"


Tulkas smiled as he moved closer "Feisty One, I..."


"Erestor"


"Feisty One"


"My name is Erestor you big..."


"I know your name my Feisty One"


Erestor released a low growl "I am not Your feisty one, I am
Glorfindel's...you seem to keep forgetting that. I am Glorfindel's
bonded mate, the lot of you meddling Valar saw to that Years ago at
his Fire Dance...now why did you take Glorion this morn"


Tulkas shrugged "I was doing as I have been, watching him while you
and Golden Flower were busy"


Erestor tilted his head "Since when do you call him Golden Flower?"


"As of today, I thought it sounded nice"


The dark adviser put Glorion down on the floor, then shook his finger
at him "You may play, but touch the books like last time, and I will
have Haldir care for you for the rest of the day"


Glorion's eyes widened "Ba! Ahh...a...bababa Ada!?"


"Do not "Ada" me, you know I mean my words"


Glorion sighed, then crawled over to where Moe-Meldis had her den


Turning back to the blond Valar, Erestor shook his head "So you think
it sounds nice to call Findel that, to remind him of what he lost? He
does not like being addressed by "Balrog Slayer", or his full title of
"Glorfindel, Lord of the House of the Golden Flower", he barely
tolerates "My Lord", his horrid nightmares have minimised greatly and
I will Not have you stirring up old hurts for him to try and get
through in his reverie. Do you know that before we had elflings, he
thrashed so severely in his reverie that he broke my nose once, and my
ribs another?"


Tulkas frowned "I did not know that his rebirth had been so sadly
plagued with nightmares, does he still have them?"


Erestor took a deep breath to calm himself "Aye, from time to
time...his fear now is, as it was when Torfindel was little, is that
Glorion will come to the bed or where he may be resting and rustle him
to gain his attention. Findel lashes out sometimes in his reverie my lord"


Tulkas reached out and placed a comforting hand on Erestor's shoulder
"I will cease calling him that Feisty One"


The dark Adviser rolled his eyes "And you may cease calling me That as
well"


The golden Valar smirked "I will of course let you know when I take
Glorion into my care, but I will Never cease calling you My Feisty
One, Feisty One"


Erestor dropped his head forward and sighed as he shook his head, then
pointed to the door "Get out of my Library my lord, you are disrupting
my calm"


Tulkas laughed as he made his way to the entrance "Oh we do Not want
That now do we Feisty One"


*Growl*


~*~*~


Thranduil frowned as he and Glorfindel arrived at the young healers
door "Hello Mica-Anna, why are you out here in the hall"


The little porcupine looked up 'My elves are inside'


Thranduil knelt down and scratched his nose "I see, you are giving
them some privacy, that is kind of you...why don't you go across to
the garden hmm? We elves need to check on your elves"


Mica-Anna nodded, and as he scurried across the hall, Glorfindel
laughed "So we are "We" now ay?"


"Aye, "We" are. Mica-Anna knows Taurcalad and Thoniel as "His elves",
if I were to call you "Glorfindel", he would not understand. He only
knows us as a breed of large animal that he can trust"


Glorfindel smiled as he nudged the elven king "Wood-elves"


Thranduil smirked as he pushed back "Be glad my kin can communicate
with wildlife Findel, or would you prefer to deal with a sharp quilled
porcupine who does not understand you, and could possibly get
frightened and react accordingly"


"Oh believe Me Thran, I am bound to Erestor. I deal with sharp quills
daily! Besides, I am able to speak with many animals...meoi, huan,
aiwe, roch..."


"Porcupines?"


Glorfindel rolled his eyes "Well not like the others. With other
wildlife, I am able to communicate my feelings and feel their intent
as well, communication happens"


Thranduil stood tall "But you can not hear their thoughts...like I can"


The seneschal scrunched his features mockingly "Like I can, like I can"
then chuckled as Thranduil whacked his arm "Ow! Hey!"


"Oh I am so very sorry Findel, I should not have hit you...one should
not hit their Elders"


Glorfindel narrowed his eyes, then turned toward the door "I'm going
to let that one go this time Thran. Now tul, lets get in there and
become inappropriate voyeurs"


Once they entered the chamber, they paused, the smell of passion was
strong and Thranduil took a deep breath "Someone is enjoying themselves"


The golden warrior arched his brow "Not just someone, I smell two
different scents of spent passion Thran"


When they quietly entered the bedchamber, Thranduil and Glorfindel
stopped dead. To their shock, they spied Taurcalad, laying on his back
with Thoniel straddling his hips, leaning forward and kissing the
Avarin warrior soundly, his nails raking deep slashes down his chest.
The two lords exchanged a surprised glance, then both blinked when
Taurcalad swiftly rolled Thoniel onto his back, grabbing his hard
member and stroking it firmly as he sunk his teeth into the young
healers neck


Thranduil tilted his head for a better view, then pointed


Glorfindel followed his gesture and noticed that Taurcalad's member
was way to close to Thoniel's entrance, then cleared his throat loudly
"Taur!"


The warrior looked back over his shoulder and growled loudly "Get out!"


Thranduil took a step closer and narrowed his eyes "You have fiddled
enough for now, get off of Thoniel"


"Nay! He is mine! Get out!"


Thoniel panted as he looked over at Thranduil and Glorfindel,
swallowing hard at the concerned looks on their faces "T...Taur?
Taurcalad daro for a...a moment...saes?"


The warrior roughly nuzzled his neck, releasing a low predatory growl
"I want you"


"I know...and you will have me but..."


The young healer blinked as Taurcalad laid his body flat upon him "You
are mine!"


Thoniel slowly reached up and gently stroked his shoulder, then
thought about the warriors comments on courting and decided to try
another tactic before Thranduil and Glorfindel resorted to physically
dragging him off of him "Aye, I am...but the Elders, they want you to
cease...do not anger the elders Taur, they may revoke permission for
you to proceed"


Taurcalad frowned, then quickly rolled off of Thoniel and panted "I
have ceased! No rules have been broken, saes...I have ceased!"


Going along with Thoniel's comment, Thranduil slowly walked over "Off
the bed Taurcalad, do Not force me to place my hands on you!"


The warrior swiftly leapt form the bed and Thranduil winked at the
young healer "Are you well Thoniel? Are you injured?"


Thoniel smiled at the elven king, then shook his head "Nay, I am
alright...just...I...I have never done such things and...and I..."


Thranduil chuckled as he held up his hand "And you are a little
overwhelmed"


"Aye king Thranduil"


The Mirkwood king sat down on the edge of the bed "I know you have
never done such things with another, but you seemed to be handling
yourself alright, have you any questions?"


The young healer blushed "Am I getting private tutoring here?"


Thranduil chuckled "If you do wish to learn some things before I give
Taurcalad permission to claim you, feel free to ask...and do not
worry, I will not give that permission until you say that you are ready"


Thoniel nodded, then sat up "When he told me there had to be someone
here to protect me during...I...I was quite frightened. I had never
thought my first time would have to be supervised. But I must
say that I am relieved that it is You king Thranduil. You have a way
about you that makes others listen to you...and you are a little
bigger then Taur...yet you are not so arrogant that you did not bring
backup, and may I say, I think Lord Glorfindel is a good choice. I feel
relieved knowing that you two will be there to help if needed...though I
must also admit I am also quite embarrassed at the thought that you
two will be there"


Thranduil smiled as he placed his hand on Thoniel's shoulder and gave
it a light squeeze "You are probably the first to think me not
arrogant...and rest assured penneth, you will not even notice our
presence...unless we need to yank him off of you at some point! I was
actually thinking of asking Elrond if I could borrow one of his
Scratch Thorns!"


The young healer giggled "You may wish to speak with Tordren about
that, the draft may need to be a bit stronger for Taur...the draft
used now is for an average sized elf, I mixed it myself"


"Well, then perhaps You could assist me with this then, Tordren has
enough to deal with right now. Ormeril is with life and Tordren is
having to deal with Her, Mel and Haldir"


Thoniel winced "Oh, is that why March Warden Haldir was acting that way?"


"Aye, he was feeling Ormeril's discomfort...she actually paused in her
speaking"


"Truly?"


Before Thranduil could answer, he heard a low growl "Your hand has
been upon him long enough!"


Looking back over his shoulder, the Mirkwood king smirked as
Glorfindel rolled his eyes, his arms securely around the young
warriors chest to prevent him from attacking the king "Thran, do get
on with it, his struggling is becoming rather annoying"


Thranduil nodded, taking note that Glorfindel was hardly exerting
himself with the struggling warrior 'I definitely chose well in picking
Glorfindel...I don't know what that Balrog was thinking, I certainly
wouldn't have gone up against Findel alone'


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


Translations:

Meoi ----------------------------- Cat
Huan ----------------------------- Dog
Aiwe ----------------------------- Bird
Roch ----------------------------- Horse
Ada/Adar ------------------------ Dad/Father
Saes ------------------------------ Please
Penneth -------------------------- Young one
Daro ----------------------------- Stop