The Taming of Glorfindel of Gondolin

Disclaimer: (Done in the spirit of Crimson Starlight)

Shanastay: *ducks and runs*

Haldir and Glorfindel look up curiously.

Shanastay: From behind her chair: I take NO responsibility for this! I SWEAR it was our libidos talking!!!

Hal and Glory: *exchange confused looks*

Shanastay: *mutters* I'm never gonna be able to look my best friend in the eye again…

Glory: *starts laughing insanely*

Hal: *still looks confused*

Glorfindel: Shanastay and Mitzi own none of JRRT's characters. The events are a direct result of their extremely depraved minds. And in Shana's case it's going on 4 years worth of celibacy.

Haldir: *brows shoot up* 4 YEARS?!?!

Glorfindel: *shrugs*

Shana: Picking up right where chapter 1 left off…

Chapter 2: Friendly Competition?

Shay giggled.

"He's definitely enjoying this," Ellen observed, gazing at Haldir sitting in the corner.

Distracted, Shay looked around muttering, "Now where did I put it?" She rummaged around in the drawer for the aforementioned leash and collar. A slow smirk crossing her face she called out, "Ooohhhhh Haaaaaallllll....."

Haldir immediately bolted from his seat, making for the door only to find his way blocked by Ellen's imposing form.

Ellen grinned slyly at Hal, "Now where do you think you're going?"

Shay gave a joyous yelp, holding up the studded collar and leash victoriously.

"Perfect!" Ellen said once gaining sight of the collar. She turned back to Hal and shoved him towards Shay. "Time for you to have some fun with us and pretty boy Glorfindel. You've been feeling a bit left out."

"Come to momma...." Shay crooked her finger at the wide-eyed Marchwarden.

Haldir dug his heels in, fighting Ellen every inch, mewling sounds escaping his throat. Shay caught him by his silver hair and with Ellen's assistance latched the collar around the elf's neck, snapping the leash onto the dangling ring.

Glorfindel leaned up against the bed, a smirk on his face, laughing at his friend's predicament. "Heh. Your turn."

Haldir threw a dirty look in the seneschal's direction, releasing a yelp as Shay experimentally tugged on his leash.

Shay looked the elf up and down. "We need to do something about all these clothes..."

Ellen kept her hands on Hal's shoulders, holding him in place as Shay sidled up to him, pressing the length of her body against his. She reached forward, pressing her hand against the prominent bulge in his pants and whispered in his ear, "I can tell you want to play. Stop denying it," she gave him a harsh squeeze.

"Do what you are told and you won't get hurt... too badly," Ellen cooed in his other ear.

The elf groaned loudly at Shay's touch, hips rocking forward against her hand.

Ellen slid her hands inside his jeans and grasped his ass, one had on each cheek, squeezing hard. "We know you want it. Give in..."

Shay made eye contact with the other woman pointing out, "Hal always did like it rough."

"Just how I like it," Ellen said, eyes flashing. Ellen began to nip at the skin along his neck teasingly and then began to release and squeeze her hands on his ass, raking her nails across his skin.

Shay slid her hand up his bulge to the waist of his jeans, undoing the button and sliding the zipper down. She slid her hands inside his pants, cooing "I've always loved the fact you never wear underwear." In tandem the two women slid the elf's pants over his hips to slip down his legs. Shay grasped the bottom of Hal's button-down shirt and with a loud rip, rent the shirt open.

Ellen reached up and yanked the rest of the shirt off his body, revealing his tightly muscled form.

Shay stepped back eyeing her elf up and down with obvious appreciation. She looked back and forth from Hal to Glory's once again turgid arousal before asking Ellen, "What do you think? Who's bigger?"

"Hmmm," Ellen considered, tapping her cheek in thought with her finger while looking between the two elves. "I think we have to test them out."

Shay laughed as both elves blushed bright red, "and what merits shall we grade on?"

The evil glint returned to Ellen's eyes. "We should have them show us their *ahem* talents with their equipment." Ellen slowly sauntered over to Glorfindel who now was wide eyed with anxiousness, wondering what the women would do to him and Haldir.

Shay tugged on Hal's leash, leading him toward the bed, "Please elaborate my dear. I think these boys need some clear-cut rules of engagement." Shay sat down on the edge of the bed, pulling Hal directly in front of her. She licked her lips as she sat level with the Marchwarden's twitching length, waiting for Ellen's response.

"Hmmm…" Ellen considered again. "I think we should judge on 'thrust height.'"

Shay twisted around to look at her friend, brows rising. "Oh? Do elaborate. I'm not quite sure I get your meaning."

Ellen looked back at her friend, "Ah. I do believe a demonstration is in order." The taller woman stepped back, shedding her skimpy attire. She stood before a wide-eyed Glorfindel and pointed at him, "On the bed, NOW!"

Biting his lip, the golden elf quickly complied, climbing onto the pallet.

"On your back!" Ellen ordered as he swiftly turned over, watching the woman carefully.

Shay stood from the end of the bed, turning to watch the display, her mouth wide. Realizing how silly she looked, she closed her mouth with an audible click.

Ellen stepped forward, towering over Glory as she bent down, running her hands up his legs, over his thighs to stroke his burgeoning arousal. Glory moaned low in his throat as the woman climbed up his body to straddle his hips. Ellen drew her fingernails down his chest, over his nipples as she asked, "Are you at your fullest my dear?"

Glorfindel hissed, "Yeeeessssss," in response.

Shay stepped back, pressing against Haldir, slipping her hand between them to slowly stroke his arousal.

The Marchwarden brought his hands to her hips, pressing forward against her hand. He dropped his lips to her neck, peppering kisses up its curve to capture her earlobe between blunt teeth.

"Now don't lie Glory. This IS after all a competition and I'd hate for you to lose just because you weren't quite ready," Shay warned. She released a breathy moan at Hal's attentions.

Ellen grinned down at Glory evilly before dropping herself down his hard length without preamble. The elf moaned, a shudder running through him at the newest sensation. "Now, my dear Glory, I want you to thrust as hard as you can."

Growling, the elf thrust shallowly several times before arching his hips hard up into Ellen's clutching depths. The two's flesh connected with audible smacks as Glory slammed into the obliging woman.

Shay moaned at the display as Haldir's hands began to rove over her body, one sliding up under her shirt to twist her nipple the other dropping down, to slide up her thigh beneath her mini skirt.

Haldir sucked on Shay's neck as his hand teased her folds open, two fingers slipping easily inside, stroking her slowly. He kneaded her breast with his other hand, pulling her body back flush against his.

Ellen rode Glorfindel for several moments before suddenly dropping to capture his lips in a searing kiss, stilling his movements. She leaned back, gazing down at his questioning look. "Now now. You still have to prove yourself to Shay. Can't have you spending yourself before the competition even really starts."

Ellen climbed off the elf, ignored his muted protests. She turned back to Shay watching with amusement as the redhead pried Haldir's hands from her body. "Now it's your turn to sample Glory's talents," Ellen stated. "While you two are busy testing his... ability, I shall have to see how good your Marchwarden is," she said. "If you permit me, of course."

Shay rolled her eyes at her friend. "Hon, you've already ravaged one of my elves why not both?"

Hal's still-roving hands stilled, digging into Shay's hips. He leaned forward to whisper in her ear, "Saes no, saes..." (Please no, please.)

"Too true," Ellen admitted, her eyes taking in Haldir's delicious form. "Though he may be a challenge for me."

Shay whipped around, extricating herself from his hands, eyes flashing as she answered his plea. "Then you lose by default." She turned her nose up, "Huh. Whoever thought the proud Marchwarden to be scared..." she taunted.

"Naughty, naughty Haldir," Ellen said waving a finger. "You have disappointed me severely, you must be punished."

Shay arched one perfectly manicured brow at the Lorien elf, "You heard her." She stepped away, giving the leash a final tug before handing the end to Ellen.

"Come with me, bad Marchwarden," Ellen ordered with a hard tug.

Glorfindel smirked at the clearly discomfited Marchwarden, obviously holding back laughter.

Shay smacked Glory's thigh. "Knock it off. You haven't won yet." She peeled her halter top off and discarded her already disheveled miniskirt, throwing a look over her shoulder at Haldir, who was still pleading with her with his eyes. Shay turned away from the silver-haired elf, silently dismissing him as Glorfindel eagerly pulled her into his arms.

"You're mine now," Ellen hissed into his ear after pulling Haldir by the leash close to her mouth.

The Lorien elf whimpered quietly, hanging his head in submission, eyes darting to Shay and Glory's blatantly passionate embrace.

"Do you want to prove to Glory you are the stronger and better elf in bed play?" Ellen asked, her eyes darkening as her lips curled.

Shay halted the golden lord's wandering hands. Shay looked back at Ellen, "Any other judging criteria we going to explore or shall I let him have at?"

"Let him have at," she answered with a wave of her hand. "Glory deserves a well won prize."

Shay rolled her eyes, muttering, "Why am I always the damn 'prize?'"

Catching the muttered comment, "You're special," Ellen said with a wink.

"Alright," she acquiesced, winking at Hal.

Ellen turned back to Haldir, "If you make me moan loud enough, I might just spare you the punishment you so deserve," she whispered.

Across the room Shay squealed as Glory hauled the woman up, impaling her on his throbbing length, thrusting into her with wild abandon, the woman crying out wantonly, holding onto the elf's upper arms for support.

Ellen glanced over to the other two obviously having a good time, and then shifted her mischievous eyes back to Haldir's. "Shall we show him how it's done?"

Glory growled at the overheard comment, thrusting harder, Shay's cries growing louder in response.

Ellen grasped Haldir's hard length and began to stroke it greedily. Haldir shuddered for a moment as her nails lightly grazed across his sensitive tip.

Shay closed her eyes, resigned to the fact she had completely lost control of the situation, letting Glory have his way with her.

As Haldir became lulled into her sensitive touch, Ellen suddenly tugged hard at the leash, unbalancing him and threw him into a nearby chair. She quickly followed, climbing onto his lap.

Glorfindel pulled Shay down for a scorching kiss, taking the opportunity to reverse their positions, the elf-lord now on top.

Now thoroughly pissed at Shay, Hal pulled Ellen's mouth to his, ravaging it.

Ellen was surprised by Hal's sudden possession of her lips but pressed back eagerly, sliding her tongue along his lips. She ran the fingers of one hand through Hal's silver-blonde hair as she slid her moist self onto Hal's waiting cock, sending a shiver through her body as he began to thrust shallowly.

Shay cried out again from the other side of the room as Glory slid his arms under her thighs bringing her legs up around his neck, changing the angle of his thrusts, knowing full well Shay's reaction would piss the Marchwarden off further. Hal hated sharing.

Hal turned his ministrations to kneading Ellen's breasts. His mouth upon one nipple, he began to nibble and bite while he alternately sucked hard upon them. Ellen let out a low moan that was almost a growling purr.

Not one to be outdone, Glory pulled another scream from Shay, slamming into her tight channel.

With a low growl from his throat, Hal suddenly stood and removed Ellen from his length. Stealing the leash back from Ellen's hands, he forced her to hold onto the back of the chair they had been sitting on as he suddenly thrust into her from behind.

Shay and Glory paused for a second, looking over, eyes wide at Haldir's behavior. The two looked back at each other Shay murmuring, "She SAID she could handle him..."

Glory rolled his eyes and captured her mouth again, her legs pressed between their bodies as he renewed his thrusts.

Haldir began to pound into Ellen's body as she held on tight to the back of the chair. She let out a piercing scream as Haldir hit an extremely sensitive spot.

Shay's hands gripped Glory's ass, driving him deeper, fingers digging into his skin at the sound of Ellen's scream.

Hal grasped Ellen's hips tightly, using them for leverage to pull her onto him. He let one hand drift underneath her to fondle her breasts.

With a surge of renewed energy, Ellen moaned once more before shifting backward so that her back pressed against Hal's chest, pushing his back against the wall with the force of her movement.

Shay cried out into Glorfindel's mouth as she came hard, her passage clamping down around his throbbing length.

Ellen began to take over the intervals of Hal's thrusts in the new position as he nuzzled his face into the hair draped along her neck. He let his tongue drift up her earlobe as he moaned into her ear at the sound of Shay's cries.

Hal's hands drifted to Ellen's clit and began to circle and pinch along it. Ellen finally let go as she reached her peak and released a long sensual moan that Hal matched as he felt her contract about his length.

Glory threw his head back and roared with Shay as her pulsing walls drew him over the edge, wringing every drop from his length.

Hal howled as he attempted to match his competitor as he felt himself let go at last. He let himself sag against the wall, holding Ellen up with his strong arms.

Glory released Shay's trapped legs before collapsing against the gasping woman.

Hal finally stood and carried the tired woman back to the chair with him where he cuddled her close in his arms.

Glory buried his face in Shay's fiery locks, turning his head to trail kisses along her neck as their breathing slowly returned to normal. Together the two turned their heads to look over at Hal and Ellen, taking in the sight of the taller woman curling in Hal's arms.

Glory smirked wickedly, repressing the desire to laugh in triumph, having secretly been trying to take Shay away from the Marchwarden for some time.

Shay wasn't quite sure what to make of the sight, Glory's earlier comment coming back to her, "I thought you said she has a boyfriend..." Shay balked at the sudden feelings or jealously and possessiveness that rose within her.

Hal studiously refused to make eye contact with Shay, focusing on the woman in his arms, already regretting having let the situation spiral as far out of control as it had.

A harsh pounding on the door sent all of them staring toward the entrance suddenly.

Shay looked over at Ellen, "you left the door unlocked didn't you?"

"Uh oh, I know who that is..." Ellen said lazily as the door burst open.

Shay cursed, "Aww FUCK!"

Glory simply arched one golden brow at her.

Thranduil burst in, his face contorted in a mix of rage and frustration. His gaze fell on Ellen, wrapped in Haldir's embrace.

Glory's eyes widened at the sight of Ellen's "boyfriend." "Oh Valar! You never told us who she was seeing," he whispered to Shay.

"Hello my dear sweet king, did you miss me?" Ellen asked innocently.


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A/N: He he… Cliffhanger!!! How IS our dear Mirkwood King gonna take all of this?