Dare Me Not
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Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
3
Views:
3,088
Reviews:
3
Recommended:
2
Currently Reading:
1
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Chapter 2
Ah Love, oh Love, yes Love is a dare,
Like a scramble-your-brains-up ride at the fair
Which swings you high in the starry air;
A kick that sends you down the stair;
A night spent sleeplessly in prayer;
A tear in the eye, in the heart a tear;
One word a praise, one word a swear;
And end it all with, "I don't care."
Yes, Love, sweet Love, dear Love is a dare.
^Philophant^
~~~
~*~*~*~*
"I win." The happy announcement could be heard between the two working heads, and the loser of the competition sighed; drooping his quill while the slight panic covered his features.
"I lost!" Erestor exclaimed and he started to read the another document he held in his hands, waiting with the trepidation for Glorfindel to claim his deserved prize. Whatever it was, it was going to leave Erestor embarrassed and he would probably end up being a fool this night, for all folks to see.
"Erestor! Stop working." Glorfindel demanded in the ordering vice and advisor dropped the document from his hands, waiting for Glorfindel to name his requests.
"But I have to finish this work tonight, Glorfindel." Advisor desperately tried to postpone the inevitable, whatever it was, and he looked at the Glorfindel with his pouty expression.
"The only thing you need to do now, is to be my prize and to do whatever I want you to do." Glorfindel chuckled and he cleared his throat a little; casting a warning glance toward the advisor.
"The deal is a deal and now I want my prize." Glorfindel said with a chuckle, and he relaxed himself in the chair; quietly observing the expression of the lost confusion, he found on advisor's face.
"All right, what do you wish of me to do." Erestor asked with a nervous tone in his voice, moving couple of locks of his raven hair behind his pointed ear.
"I want you ... to ..."Glorfindel brushed his jaw in a thought, but he knew what he desired from the other elf. He was just pretending that he was thinking about it, just so he could throw Erestor from his track.
"What do you want me to do?" Erestor asked again with a slight irritation in his voice and Glorfindel grinned; making Erestor shiver from that intense glare he was pierced by.
"Get naked." Glorfindel answered with indifferent tone, and Erestor gaped at the other elf like a fish, not believing what he had just heard.
"What?" Erestor asked again; trying to comprehend what the other elf was requesting of him to do, but he couldn't find any answers in Glorfindel's eyes, because they glowed with some unexplainable devilry.
"Get naked, Erestor." Glorfindel repeated again with the inpatient tone and Erestor shook his head in a negative motion, not wanting to obey Elda's orders.
"No, I don't want to do that." Erestor answered and he shivered when he saw that Glorfindel's gaze became fiery, making him squirm in the chair.
In the midst of this confusion, Erestor faced his first panic attack, and he tried to catch his next breath, without choking on the air around him.
Erestor wanted to escape his study right now and he went through the ways in which he could excuse himself, and leave without getting into a much trouble with Elda.
"And I said that you need to obey me tonight, because I had just won our little competition. So strip!"
Glorfindel winked at the advisor and Erestor's breath hitched in his throat. In his head he formed the escape plan from Glorfindel's madness and from a pure humiliation he would suffer through this night.
"No, I won't do it, Glorfindel. This was just one silly competition and surely you don't have to act upon it, so convincingly. And I don't think maidens would like to see me running through Imladris naked, because admit it; I don't have a body of a warrior. So please can't we forget our little deal, and return to work."
Erestor tried desperately to persuade Glorfindel to stop this foolishness, but the other elf wouldn't have it. Glorfindel was sometimes stubborn as an oak tree and he would always have whatever he desired, no matter what consequences of that action might be.
Erestor knew that Glorfindel wanted him naked just to humiliate him in front of the other elves, but what he didn't know was that, Glorfindel desired the advisor's body only for himself.
Like a many of them in Imladris, Erestor was also the gentle soul wikediked Glorfindel in more than one way, but he had never acted upon those butterfly feelings. He dismissed them as the menacing presence, and his heart had settled to admire Elda from afar.
Never did he know that Glorfindel desired him too, and that he had spend many years trying to get Erestor between his sheets. And now, Glorfindel's fantasy was almost coming true and he wouldn't miss this night, for any treasure Valar would try to offer him.
Erestor's stomach was in tangles and he stood up abruptly; making his way toward the door. But what he did not see, was that Glorfindel stood up too and he prevented him from escaping through the entrance of the study.
He pulled Erestor by the sleeves of his robe, stopping advisor before he could leave and Erestor turned himself around; furiously glaring at the elf in front of him.
"Let me go, Glorfindel. I want to leave." Erestor made his statement, but it went unheard by Glorfindel's ears. Glorfindel was entranced by those dark brown eyes in front of him, that were glowing in the soft candle light, and he ignored the advisor's warning glares; dismissing them when he replied.
"But you can't. I cannot allow you to leave." Glorfindel tugged at the Erestor's sleeves more strongly and he pulled advisor to the middle of the study, leaving him there while he went and locked the door behind him.
He tossed the key inside of the vase, located beside the window, and he heard Erestor gasping when he realized that he was trapped with a wicked Elda this eve.
"Glorfindel, what are you doing? Why are you doing this?" Erestor acquired, but his suspicion had been risen when he realized why he was being ordered to remove his clothes.
He realized that Glorfindel wanted to couple with him tonight, and that knowledge make him very weak, because escape from this situation was not possible.
He couldn't fight Glorfindel because he was no warrior, and he could not resolve this situation with using words, because the other elf was a stubborn diplomat. He knew that he needed to do something to prevent this, but none of his wise scholar tactics would resolve this hard situation.
He was doomed to do what the other elf desired of him and he sighed deeply again, relaxing his hard pumping heart.
"Because I want you naked?" The answer was simple and Glorfindel deposited his hard body into the chair again, observing the flushed advisor who stood across of him.
"If I strip naked, what then. Will you let me go about my business or will you request something else from me." Erestor asked because he wanted to be sure where he stood at, but Glorfindel smirked again, making advisor's pent up anger to rise from it's ashes.
"We'll see. I own you tonight and you shall do whatever I want you to do. Now, strip!" Glorfindel lazily stretched his body on the chair and he stared at the ceiling, waiting for Erestor to comply with his requests.
"But.." Erestor tried to put some sense into Glorfindel's head but the other elf cut him sharply, not wanting to hear Erestor's reasoning words again.
"Strip, Erestor. I am loosing my patience here, and trust me if I loose one more drop of it, you will be punished. Now remove your clothes, for Valar's sake." Glorfindel hissed and Erestor took one step back from a fiery Glorfindel, praying to Elbereth he wouldn't get slaughtered by Elda tonight.
"All right." Was Erestor's only reply while he started to work on the buttons of his robes. He thought that if he stretched this for a while, then maybe Glorfindel would loose his interest in seeing him naked and he would give up.
"Closer Erestor. Come closer to my chair." Glorfindel demanded with his hoarse voice and Erestor obeyed like the puppet on the stick.
Erestor was working on the third button of his outer robes and he lowered his head in a visible shame, ignoring Glorfindel's heated look, that was penetrating him inch by inch.
Erestor's throat went dry when his legs obeyed and he moved his body closer to Glorfindel, his form standing only couple of the inches from the desirable God, who was sitting in the chair.
The sixth button was undone and Glorfindel softly glared at the thin black shirt Erestor wore bellow the robe, which was revealing advisor's small nipples to his sight.
The black shirt was see through and it revealed Erestor's pale chest to Glorfindel's eyes and suddenly Glorfindel had to fight a strong urge, not to ravish his advisor just yet.
"One exception, love. You may leave only that delicious black shirt on you for a while, but the rest of it must go. Now strip and hurry up. I know what you are doing and prolonging this act, won't help you a bit.I will still have my way with you and I will have it hard." Glorfindel's evil smile was shown on his face and Erestor wanted to knock Glorfindel's teeth out with one punch.
Erestor worked on his eight button and he let the robe slip from his body. He lowered his hands to his boot's and he slipped them off with an ease. He knew that without soft black leggings, he wore under his robes, he would be almost bare naked to Glorfindel's eye.
Black see through shirt he wore, was too short to cover his crotch area and he hesitated with removing his leggings, giving one more pleading look to Glorfindel, begging him to consider this.
"All of it goes, except for that shirt." Glorfindel warned Erestor not to stray from his orders, and he watched while advisor blushed with embarrassment and he reluctantly started to work on his leggings.
Erestor fumbled around the tied knot of his leggings and emovemoved them with a slow motion, casting them off to the area where his robe lay. He wanted to cover his crotch, but Glorfindel reminded him to remove his hands from his body.
"No, move your hands from it, Erestor. Don't try to hide something that I will surely get to know tonight. Hands off!" Glorfindel's warning words were soft and Erestor removed his shaky hands from his penis.
He stood there beside Elda, naked, vulnerable and ashamed, trying to figure out how did this day turned to a never-ending nightmare. He wondered if Glorfindel disliked what he saw and he was scared that the other elf would tease him; despising him because he was built like a scrawny elfling who aged two hundred summers.
He cast his glance toward the Glorfindel's direction and there he saw unbidden desire, lustful hunger, something he had never encountered in Elda be.
.
"Come here, and sit upon my lap." Glorfindel offered a seat to advisor and Erestor gulped, wanting so badly to refuse this, but he knew that sooner or later he would end up in the Elda's embrace. It was inevitable.
He moved himself to sit upon the Elda and he tried not to tremble when he felt the other's awoken arousal; which was freely poking between his ass cheeks.
Erestor could feel that it was thundering under Glorfindel's leggings and he suddenly wondered; what did it looked like. He gave himself a mental slap for thinking about Glorfindel's *thing*, and he knew that thought provoked his own arousal to wake up from it's deep sleep.
Glorfindel started to slide his body, up and down the chair, rocking a naked advisor with him, making him tremble with a curious anticipation. Erestor's glances lingered all across the room, because he tried so hard to avoid meeting Glorfindel's eyes. And then when he thought he was safe for a while, Glorfindel started speaking again.
"Undress me." That was Glorfindel's next request and Erestor cocked his head a little; starting to speak with his trembling voice.
"Glorfindel, please consider this. This, what we are about to do, is not proper. We cannot do this."
Erestor pleaded again, but with no avail. Glorfindel's eyes glowed with the exciting danger and he moved Erestor's head closer to his own, their noses barely touching, replying with a soft seductive voice.
"Erestor, would you please stop talking. Your mouth is always running when I am around you and it seems to me it's never shut. Like that tavern back in Bree; it's open twenty-four hours a day. But, this time you should stop talking and start using your mouth on something else. Now, would you please dispose me of my clothing."
Glorfindel's patience was thin and Erestor nodded; starting to work on Glorfindel's buttons tim time. Erestor slowly removed Glorfindel's articles of clothing and when he came to the leggings he suddenly stopped himself; his fingers lingering just above the lacing. He sighed and he started to remove them from Glorfindel's hips, avoiding to look at Glorfindel's' body while he did that.
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Like a scramble-your-brains-up ride at the fair
Which swings you high in the starry air;
A kick that sends you down the stair;
A night spent sleeplessly in prayer;
A tear in the eye, in the heart a tear;
One word a praise, one word a swear;
And end it all with, "I don't care."
Yes, Love, sweet Love, dear Love is a dare.
^Philophant^
~~~
~*~*~*~*
"I win." The happy announcement could be heard between the two working heads, and the loser of the competition sighed; drooping his quill while the slight panic covered his features.
"I lost!" Erestor exclaimed and he started to read the another document he held in his hands, waiting with the trepidation for Glorfindel to claim his deserved prize. Whatever it was, it was going to leave Erestor embarrassed and he would probably end up being a fool this night, for all folks to see.
"Erestor! Stop working." Glorfindel demanded in the ordering vice and advisor dropped the document from his hands, waiting for Glorfindel to name his requests.
"But I have to finish this work tonight, Glorfindel." Advisor desperately tried to postpone the inevitable, whatever it was, and he looked at the Glorfindel with his pouty expression.
"The only thing you need to do now, is to be my prize and to do whatever I want you to do." Glorfindel chuckled and he cleared his throat a little; casting a warning glance toward the advisor.
"The deal is a deal and now I want my prize." Glorfindel said with a chuckle, and he relaxed himself in the chair; quietly observing the expression of the lost confusion, he found on advisor's face.
"All right, what do you wish of me to do." Erestor asked with a nervous tone in his voice, moving couple of locks of his raven hair behind his pointed ear.
"I want you ... to ..."Glorfindel brushed his jaw in a thought, but he knew what he desired from the other elf. He was just pretending that he was thinking about it, just so he could throw Erestor from his track.
"What do you want me to do?" Erestor asked again with a slight irritation in his voice and Glorfindel grinned; making Erestor shiver from that intense glare he was pierced by.
"Get naked." Glorfindel answered with indifferent tone, and Erestor gaped at the other elf like a fish, not believing what he had just heard.
"What?" Erestor asked again; trying to comprehend what the other elf was requesting of him to do, but he couldn't find any answers in Glorfindel's eyes, because they glowed with some unexplainable devilry.
"Get naked, Erestor." Glorfindel repeated again with the inpatient tone and Erestor shook his head in a negative motion, not wanting to obey Elda's orders.
"No, I don't want to do that." Erestor answered and he shivered when he saw that Glorfindel's gaze became fiery, making him squirm in the chair.
In the midst of this confusion, Erestor faced his first panic attack, and he tried to catch his next breath, without choking on the air around him.
Erestor wanted to escape his study right now and he went through the ways in which he could excuse himself, and leave without getting into a much trouble with Elda.
"And I said that you need to obey me tonight, because I had just won our little competition. So strip!"
Glorfindel winked at the advisor and Erestor's breath hitched in his throat. In his head he formed the escape plan from Glorfindel's madness and from a pure humiliation he would suffer through this night.
"No, I won't do it, Glorfindel. This was just one silly competition and surely you don't have to act upon it, so convincingly. And I don't think maidens would like to see me running through Imladris naked, because admit it; I don't have a body of a warrior. So please can't we forget our little deal, and return to work."
Erestor tried desperately to persuade Glorfindel to stop this foolishness, but the other elf wouldn't have it. Glorfindel was sometimes stubborn as an oak tree and he would always have whatever he desired, no matter what consequences of that action might be.
Erestor knew that Glorfindel wanted him naked just to humiliate him in front of the other elves, but what he didn't know was that, Glorfindel desired the advisor's body only for himself.
Like a many of them in Imladris, Erestor was also the gentle soul wikediked Glorfindel in more than one way, but he had never acted upon those butterfly feelings. He dismissed them as the menacing presence, and his heart had settled to admire Elda from afar.
Never did he know that Glorfindel desired him too, and that he had spend many years trying to get Erestor between his sheets. And now, Glorfindel's fantasy was almost coming true and he wouldn't miss this night, for any treasure Valar would try to offer him.
Erestor's stomach was in tangles and he stood up abruptly; making his way toward the door. But what he did not see, was that Glorfindel stood up too and he prevented him from escaping through the entrance of the study.
He pulled Erestor by the sleeves of his robe, stopping advisor before he could leave and Erestor turned himself around; furiously glaring at the elf in front of him.
"Let me go, Glorfindel. I want to leave." Erestor made his statement, but it went unheard by Glorfindel's ears. Glorfindel was entranced by those dark brown eyes in front of him, that were glowing in the soft candle light, and he ignored the advisor's warning glares; dismissing them when he replied.
"But you can't. I cannot allow you to leave." Glorfindel tugged at the Erestor's sleeves more strongly and he pulled advisor to the middle of the study, leaving him there while he went and locked the door behind him.
He tossed the key inside of the vase, located beside the window, and he heard Erestor gasping when he realized that he was trapped with a wicked Elda this eve.
"Glorfindel, what are you doing? Why are you doing this?" Erestor acquired, but his suspicion had been risen when he realized why he was being ordered to remove his clothes.
He realized that Glorfindel wanted to couple with him tonight, and that knowledge make him very weak, because escape from this situation was not possible.
He couldn't fight Glorfindel because he was no warrior, and he could not resolve this situation with using words, because the other elf was a stubborn diplomat. He knew that he needed to do something to prevent this, but none of his wise scholar tactics would resolve this hard situation.
He was doomed to do what the other elf desired of him and he sighed deeply again, relaxing his hard pumping heart.
"Because I want you naked?" The answer was simple and Glorfindel deposited his hard body into the chair again, observing the flushed advisor who stood across of him.
"If I strip naked, what then. Will you let me go about my business or will you request something else from me." Erestor asked because he wanted to be sure where he stood at, but Glorfindel smirked again, making advisor's pent up anger to rise from it's ashes.
"We'll see. I own you tonight and you shall do whatever I want you to do. Now, strip!" Glorfindel lazily stretched his body on the chair and he stared at the ceiling, waiting for Erestor to comply with his requests.
"But.." Erestor tried to put some sense into Glorfindel's head but the other elf cut him sharply, not wanting to hear Erestor's reasoning words again.
"Strip, Erestor. I am loosing my patience here, and trust me if I loose one more drop of it, you will be punished. Now remove your clothes, for Valar's sake." Glorfindel hissed and Erestor took one step back from a fiery Glorfindel, praying to Elbereth he wouldn't get slaughtered by Elda tonight.
"All right." Was Erestor's only reply while he started to work on the buttons of his robes. He thought that if he stretched this for a while, then maybe Glorfindel would loose his interest in seeing him naked and he would give up.
"Closer Erestor. Come closer to my chair." Glorfindel demanded with his hoarse voice and Erestor obeyed like the puppet on the stick.
Erestor was working on the third button of his outer robes and he lowered his head in a visible shame, ignoring Glorfindel's heated look, that was penetrating him inch by inch.
Erestor's throat went dry when his legs obeyed and he moved his body closer to Glorfindel, his form standing only couple of the inches from the desirable God, who was sitting in the chair.
The sixth button was undone and Glorfindel softly glared at the thin black shirt Erestor wore bellow the robe, which was revealing advisor's small nipples to his sight.
The black shirt was see through and it revealed Erestor's pale chest to Glorfindel's eyes and suddenly Glorfindel had to fight a strong urge, not to ravish his advisor just yet.
"One exception, love. You may leave only that delicious black shirt on you for a while, but the rest of it must go. Now strip and hurry up. I know what you are doing and prolonging this act, won't help you a bit.I will still have my way with you and I will have it hard." Glorfindel's evil smile was shown on his face and Erestor wanted to knock Glorfindel's teeth out with one punch.
Erestor worked on his eight button and he let the robe slip from his body. He lowered his hands to his boot's and he slipped them off with an ease. He knew that without soft black leggings, he wore under his robes, he would be almost bare naked to Glorfindel's eye.
Black see through shirt he wore, was too short to cover his crotch area and he hesitated with removing his leggings, giving one more pleading look to Glorfindel, begging him to consider this.
"All of it goes, except for that shirt." Glorfindel warned Erestor not to stray from his orders, and he watched while advisor blushed with embarrassment and he reluctantly started to work on his leggings.
Erestor fumbled around the tied knot of his leggings and emovemoved them with a slow motion, casting them off to the area where his robe lay. He wanted to cover his crotch, but Glorfindel reminded him to remove his hands from his body.
"No, move your hands from it, Erestor. Don't try to hide something that I will surely get to know tonight. Hands off!" Glorfindel's warning words were soft and Erestor removed his shaky hands from his penis.
He stood there beside Elda, naked, vulnerable and ashamed, trying to figure out how did this day turned to a never-ending nightmare. He wondered if Glorfindel disliked what he saw and he was scared that the other elf would tease him; despising him because he was built like a scrawny elfling who aged two hundred summers.
He cast his glance toward the Glorfindel's direction and there he saw unbidden desire, lustful hunger, something he had never encountered in Elda be.
.
"Come here, and sit upon my lap." Glorfindel offered a seat to advisor and Erestor gulped, wanting so badly to refuse this, but he knew that sooner or later he would end up in the Elda's embrace. It was inevitable.
He moved himself to sit upon the Elda and he tried not to tremble when he felt the other's awoken arousal; which was freely poking between his ass cheeks.
Erestor could feel that it was thundering under Glorfindel's leggings and he suddenly wondered; what did it looked like. He gave himself a mental slap for thinking about Glorfindel's *thing*, and he knew that thought provoked his own arousal to wake up from it's deep sleep.
Glorfindel started to slide his body, up and down the chair, rocking a naked advisor with him, making him tremble with a curious anticipation. Erestor's glances lingered all across the room, because he tried so hard to avoid meeting Glorfindel's eyes. And then when he thought he was safe for a while, Glorfindel started speaking again.
"Undress me." That was Glorfindel's next request and Erestor cocked his head a little; starting to speak with his trembling voice.
"Glorfindel, please consider this. This, what we are about to do, is not proper. We cannot do this."
Erestor pleaded again, but with no avail. Glorfindel's eyes glowed with the exciting danger and he moved Erestor's head closer to his own, their noses barely touching, replying with a soft seductive voice.
"Erestor, would you please stop talking. Your mouth is always running when I am around you and it seems to me it's never shut. Like that tavern back in Bree; it's open twenty-four hours a day. But, this time you should stop talking and start using your mouth on something else. Now, would you please dispose me of my clothing."
Glorfindel's patience was thin and Erestor nodded; starting to work on Glorfindel's buttons tim time. Erestor slowly removed Glorfindel's articles of clothing and when he came to the leggings he suddenly stopped himself; his fingers lingering just above the lacing. He sighed and he started to remove them from Glorfindel's hips, avoiding to look at Glorfindel's' body while he did that.
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