Many Blessings
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Chapter 2
Title: Many Blessings (2/?)
Author: Janalynn27
Type: FPS
Pairing: Erestor/Glorfindel, Elrond/Haldir, Calanon/Lostariel
Rating: NC-17
Warnings: Slash, AU
Disclaimer: The characters are not mine. They belong to the estate of J.R.R. Tolkien. No disrespect is intended and no profit is being made.
Beta: Patricia Pleasant aka slayer9649, Thanks a bunch! Any other mistakes are of my making.
Summary: Blessings and love abound in Imladris. Sequel to Hidden Love.
Timeline: 2620 TA
Feedback: It is greatly appreciated
Author's note: When Erestor and Glorfindel are mindspeaking it is accentuated by 'dialogue'.
Chapter 2
One week later
Glorfindel was tidying up their bedchamber while Erestor was preparing their bath. It had been a long hard day training new recruits. Glorfindel was kneeling down to build up the fire when he heard the sound of glass breaking in the bathing chamber then he felt an over whelming feeling of sadness wash over him. When he ran to Erestor, he found him sitting on the floor with his knees up against his chest and his arms around them. He had his forehead resting on his knees and his shoulders shook from the sobs that were coming from him.
Kneeling down beside Erestor, Glorfindel asked, “Melui nín (My sweet), what is wrong?”
Erestor sobbed all the more at Glorfindel’s question. He did not know what was wrong with him. One moment all was fine. He had been filling the bath when he reached for the vial of bathing oil and accidentally knocked it off the shelf. As he watched it shatter onto the floor, he suddenly felt angry, then sadness took hold of him. Hiccupping, he said, “I broke the vial.”
Glorfindel frowned, “Melui, it is alright,” he then pulled him into his arms and sent soothing feelings through their bond. After nearly ten minutes went by and Erestor was still upset, Glorfindel said, “Melui, maybe I should go and get Elrond.”
Sniffling, Erestor looked up at Glorfindel and said, “No, meleth, I am feeling better. Besides, Haldir just arrived this morning and they deserve some time together.”
Glorfindel looked into Erestor’s tear filled eyes and slowly wiped his tears away, “Melui, I just do not like to see you cry,” he then kissed Erestor’s cheeks and nuzzled his neck.
Sighing, Erestor wrapped his arms around Glorfindel’s shoulders and leaned into his questing mouth. Soon they were kissing. Nibbling on each other’s lips, they let their love envelope them.
“Come, melui nín, let’s take our bath before the water grows cold, then I will clean up this mess after I tuck you into bed,” Glorfindel said as he took Erestor’s robe off then helped him into the bath.
After Glorfindel settled into the bath behind him, Erestor leaned back against his chest, “Meleth, you do not need to clean up the mess I made, I will do it.”
“Let me take care of you. You know that I love to take care of you, melui nín,” Glorfindel said as he started to wash Erestor’s chest with a washcloth.
“Hmm, that feels so good,” leaning his head back to kiss Glorfindel’s chin, “Love me, my Glor.”
Dropping the cloth, Glorfindel drew his hand up Erestor’s chest to cup his cheek and whispered against his lips, “You never need to ask, gerich veleth nín (I love you).”
Erestor turned and straddled Glorfindel’s hips, rubbing against him. Plundering his mouth, he said, ‘Meleth, I want you now! Just take me.’
Erestor’s need swamped Glorfindel and before he realized what he was doing, he lifted Erestor and sheathed himself to the hilt, never breaking their kiss. When Erestor cried out Glorfindel froze, thinking he had hurt him. Leaning back, he looked worriedly at Erestor, who had his head thrown back and his eyes closed. “Melui, did I hurt you?”
Erestor snapped his eyes open at the worry he heard in Glorfindel’s voice. “No, meleth,” he said, then he started to ride him slowly. Leaning forward, he sent all that he was feeling to him in the gentlest kiss.
Glorfindel’s eyes filled with tears as he felt the all consuming love and need that flowed between them. ‘You are my life; the very breath in my body.’
Erestor shuddered, ‘Yes.’
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Haldir lay with his head resting on Elrond’s chest trying to regain his breath. It had been two long years since they had seen each other and it had been the longest two years of Haldir’s life. Part of him felt guilty for he had yet to give Elrond the one thing he longed for. Haldir had slowly given Elrond his friendship, trust, love, and then his body. But Haldir was afraid and that fear made him feel like a coward. He knew that Elrond longed to bind with him and Haldir wanted it too, but how much more hard would it be on them if they should do so? The only thing that kept Haldir from Elrond’s side was his duty to his Lord and Lady and his brothers. He was a warrior and his honor meant everything to him and it was slowly tearing him in two. Elrond already had everything of Haldir’s except his soul and he did not know if he could survive their long periods apart should he give it to him. ‘He did not deserve Elrond’ he thought.
Elrond was running his fingers through Haldir’s hair when his hand stilled at feeling Haldir’s pain. Rolling so he lay on top of Haldir, Elrond looked down into the Marchwarden’s eyes and he saw the torment in them. “Maethor nín (My warrior), do not think of these things. Let us just rejoice in our reunion, at least for tonight. I thank the Valar each and every day for giving you to me. I would not ask for another, Haldir, I will take anything you can give me,” Elrond said, wanting Haldir to feel that he loved him just the way he was and that he understood his hesitance.
Haldir searched Elrond’s eyes, seeking forgiveness for what he thought was a failing in himself, and he tried to blink his tears away but one fell and he closed his eyes as Elrond leaned down to capture it with his lips. As he continued to kiss his face, Haldir breathed, “I do not deserve you, Elrond nín. Make love to me again so I know that I am here in your arms and that this is not another dream.”
It was Elrond’s turn to blink back his tears as he captured Haldir’s lips and gently entered him, “This is where I belong, with you, always you.”
They loved one another slow and gentle, where as before it was filled with wild passion of long denied need. Caresses and kisses were bestowed with the sweetest of feelings and they clung to one another through the night as if they were afraid that they would once again be parted.
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Three days later
Anor’s rays were just kissing the sky when a certain dark haired ellon (m. elf) frowned in his sleep. Unconsciously, he rolled over onto his side and hugged his stomach and the golden haired ellon next to him frowned as well as he felt the other’s distress.
Erestor slowly came out of reverie when suddenly he felt his stomach churn. Rolling out of bed, he ran into the bathing chamber and just made it to the privy when he heaved and emptied his stomach.
Glorfindel had woken just moments after Erestor and came to halt behind him. Pulling Erestor’s hair back out of the way of his face, he asked, “Melui, are you alright?”
Erestor did not have time to answer before he leaned over once again and emptied what was left in his stomach. Finally when his stomach settled, he leaned back against Glorfindel and tried to catch his breath.
Glorfindel reached over and took a washcloth of the side of the bath and turned on the waterspout. After dampening the cloth, he started to lovingly wash Erestor’s face. “Melui, I think I should take you to the healing house and have Faelon or Elrond look you over,” Glorfindel said with concern.
Erestor sighed, “I am fine, meleth. I feel better already. I must have eaten something bad, for my stomach feels much better now that it is empty.”
Glorfindel was still concerned but sensed that Erestor did feel better. He drew a bath for Erestor and helped him in before going to the kitchen to retrieve them something to eat.
TBC
Author: Janalynn27
Type: FPS
Pairing: Erestor/Glorfindel, Elrond/Haldir, Calanon/Lostariel
Rating: NC-17
Warnings: Slash, AU
Disclaimer: The characters are not mine. They belong to the estate of J.R.R. Tolkien. No disrespect is intended and no profit is being made.
Beta: Patricia Pleasant aka slayer9649, Thanks a bunch! Any other mistakes are of my making.
Summary: Blessings and love abound in Imladris. Sequel to Hidden Love.
Timeline: 2620 TA
Feedback: It is greatly appreciated
Author's note: When Erestor and Glorfindel are mindspeaking it is accentuated by 'dialogue'.
Chapter 2
One week later
Glorfindel was tidying up their bedchamber while Erestor was preparing their bath. It had been a long hard day training new recruits. Glorfindel was kneeling down to build up the fire when he heard the sound of glass breaking in the bathing chamber then he felt an over whelming feeling of sadness wash over him. When he ran to Erestor, he found him sitting on the floor with his knees up against his chest and his arms around them. He had his forehead resting on his knees and his shoulders shook from the sobs that were coming from him.
Kneeling down beside Erestor, Glorfindel asked, “Melui nín (My sweet), what is wrong?”
Erestor sobbed all the more at Glorfindel’s question. He did not know what was wrong with him. One moment all was fine. He had been filling the bath when he reached for the vial of bathing oil and accidentally knocked it off the shelf. As he watched it shatter onto the floor, he suddenly felt angry, then sadness took hold of him. Hiccupping, he said, “I broke the vial.”
Glorfindel frowned, “Melui, it is alright,” he then pulled him into his arms and sent soothing feelings through their bond. After nearly ten minutes went by and Erestor was still upset, Glorfindel said, “Melui, maybe I should go and get Elrond.”
Sniffling, Erestor looked up at Glorfindel and said, “No, meleth, I am feeling better. Besides, Haldir just arrived this morning and they deserve some time together.”
Glorfindel looked into Erestor’s tear filled eyes and slowly wiped his tears away, “Melui, I just do not like to see you cry,” he then kissed Erestor’s cheeks and nuzzled his neck.
Sighing, Erestor wrapped his arms around Glorfindel’s shoulders and leaned into his questing mouth. Soon they were kissing. Nibbling on each other’s lips, they let their love envelope them.
“Come, melui nín, let’s take our bath before the water grows cold, then I will clean up this mess after I tuck you into bed,” Glorfindel said as he took Erestor’s robe off then helped him into the bath.
After Glorfindel settled into the bath behind him, Erestor leaned back against his chest, “Meleth, you do not need to clean up the mess I made, I will do it.”
“Let me take care of you. You know that I love to take care of you, melui nín,” Glorfindel said as he started to wash Erestor’s chest with a washcloth.
“Hmm, that feels so good,” leaning his head back to kiss Glorfindel’s chin, “Love me, my Glor.”
Dropping the cloth, Glorfindel drew his hand up Erestor’s chest to cup his cheek and whispered against his lips, “You never need to ask, gerich veleth nín (I love you).”
Erestor turned and straddled Glorfindel’s hips, rubbing against him. Plundering his mouth, he said, ‘Meleth, I want you now! Just take me.’
Erestor’s need swamped Glorfindel and before he realized what he was doing, he lifted Erestor and sheathed himself to the hilt, never breaking their kiss. When Erestor cried out Glorfindel froze, thinking he had hurt him. Leaning back, he looked worriedly at Erestor, who had his head thrown back and his eyes closed. “Melui, did I hurt you?”
Erestor snapped his eyes open at the worry he heard in Glorfindel’s voice. “No, meleth,” he said, then he started to ride him slowly. Leaning forward, he sent all that he was feeling to him in the gentlest kiss.
Glorfindel’s eyes filled with tears as he felt the all consuming love and need that flowed between them. ‘You are my life; the very breath in my body.’
Erestor shuddered, ‘Yes.’
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Haldir lay with his head resting on Elrond’s chest trying to regain his breath. It had been two long years since they had seen each other and it had been the longest two years of Haldir’s life. Part of him felt guilty for he had yet to give Elrond the one thing he longed for. Haldir had slowly given Elrond his friendship, trust, love, and then his body. But Haldir was afraid and that fear made him feel like a coward. He knew that Elrond longed to bind with him and Haldir wanted it too, but how much more hard would it be on them if they should do so? The only thing that kept Haldir from Elrond’s side was his duty to his Lord and Lady and his brothers. He was a warrior and his honor meant everything to him and it was slowly tearing him in two. Elrond already had everything of Haldir’s except his soul and he did not know if he could survive their long periods apart should he give it to him. ‘He did not deserve Elrond’ he thought.
Elrond was running his fingers through Haldir’s hair when his hand stilled at feeling Haldir’s pain. Rolling so he lay on top of Haldir, Elrond looked down into the Marchwarden’s eyes and he saw the torment in them. “Maethor nín (My warrior), do not think of these things. Let us just rejoice in our reunion, at least for tonight. I thank the Valar each and every day for giving you to me. I would not ask for another, Haldir, I will take anything you can give me,” Elrond said, wanting Haldir to feel that he loved him just the way he was and that he understood his hesitance.
Haldir searched Elrond’s eyes, seeking forgiveness for what he thought was a failing in himself, and he tried to blink his tears away but one fell and he closed his eyes as Elrond leaned down to capture it with his lips. As he continued to kiss his face, Haldir breathed, “I do not deserve you, Elrond nín. Make love to me again so I know that I am here in your arms and that this is not another dream.”
It was Elrond’s turn to blink back his tears as he captured Haldir’s lips and gently entered him, “This is where I belong, with you, always you.”
They loved one another slow and gentle, where as before it was filled with wild passion of long denied need. Caresses and kisses were bestowed with the sweetest of feelings and they clung to one another through the night as if they were afraid that they would once again be parted.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Three days later
Anor’s rays were just kissing the sky when a certain dark haired ellon (m. elf) frowned in his sleep. Unconsciously, he rolled over onto his side and hugged his stomach and the golden haired ellon next to him frowned as well as he felt the other’s distress.
Erestor slowly came out of reverie when suddenly he felt his stomach churn. Rolling out of bed, he ran into the bathing chamber and just made it to the privy when he heaved and emptied his stomach.
Glorfindel had woken just moments after Erestor and came to halt behind him. Pulling Erestor’s hair back out of the way of his face, he asked, “Melui, are you alright?”
Erestor did not have time to answer before he leaned over once again and emptied what was left in his stomach. Finally when his stomach settled, he leaned back against Glorfindel and tried to catch his breath.
Glorfindel reached over and took a washcloth of the side of the bath and turned on the waterspout. After dampening the cloth, he started to lovingly wash Erestor’s face. “Melui, I think I should take you to the healing house and have Faelon or Elrond look you over,” Glorfindel said with concern.
Erestor sighed, “I am fine, meleth. I feel better already. I must have eaten something bad, for my stomach feels much better now that it is empty.”
Glorfindel was still concerned but sensed that Erestor did feel better. He drew a bath for Erestor and helped him in before going to the kitchen to retrieve them something to eat.
TBC