Vulnerability
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Adult ++
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Part 2
Title: Vulnerability Part Two
Author: Janalynn27
Type: Double-Drabble
Pairing: Erestor/Glorfindel
Beta: Me, Myself, and I
Warnings: Slash
Rating: NC-17
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.
Summary: For the lotrallslash yahoo group Daily Drabble: April 3: prompt: ‘stop’ Glorfindel and Erestor claim their love.
Author's Note: None
Erestor moved his head to the side to give Glorfindel more room to nuzzle his neck. The feelings that coursed through the Advisor’s body made him dizzy and breathless. Moaning, he let Glorfindel walk him backwards towards the bed, all the while pulling at his clothing. By the time the Slayer had him lying atop the mattress, Erestor was wearing nothing but his leggings.
Glorfindel growled as he tasted Erestor’s skin, playfully nipping here and there, easing the sting with his tongue. He had dreamt of this, of touching and tasting this dark beauty’s skin, of running his hands along the Advisor’s sinuous muscled body. Kissing his way down Erestor’s stomach, he pulled the knots free of his leggings with his teeth, the whole time staring into the dark-haired ellon’s (m. elf’s) passion filled eyes.
Erestor’s chest rose up and down fast, his breath coming in gasps, his body coiled tightly as he watched Glorfindel open his leggings, setting his aching arousal free. Part of Erestor could not believe that this was happening, that finally he was going to be claimed by the ellon that held his heart. When the Elda gave him a wicked smile then ran his tongue around the tip of his weeping shaft, Erestor’s hips came off the bed and a cry was ripped from his chest.
Glorfindel eagerly swallowed Erestor’s erection, burying his nose in the soft curls at it’s base before coming up to suckle it’s tip. After he followed the vein that pulsed on the underside of the Advisor’s member he growled, “Oil.”
All Erestor could do was wave towards his night stand, the pleasure robbing him of his voice. When he heard the cork of the bottle being opened, he unconsciously opened his legs wider, forgetting that he still had his leggings on.
Glorfindel remedied the situation quickly as he roughly pulled the leggings off of Erestor before he engulfed his shaft once more. Making sure that he had plenty of oil on his fingers, he messaged the opening of Erestor’s tight channel before he slowly pushed in a single finger. Glorfindel took great delight in preparing the Advisor slowly, leisurely moving his fingers in and out.
Erestor shook his head from side to side as his hidden bundle of nerves was brushed again and again. Finally when he thought he could not take no more, Glorfindel covered his body with his and claimed his lips in a fiery kiss. Fisting his hands in the Elda’s golden locks, he arched up, causing his and Glorfindel’s arousals to grind together.
Glorfindel broke the kiss and hissed as he felt Erestor rock against him. Aligning himself at the entrance of Erestor’s puckered opening, he was about to claim his dream when he felt the Advisor tense and gasp, “Stop!”
Erestor pushed against Glorfindel’s chest and looked up into the confused indigo eyes of his meleth (love). Caressing the Elda’s cheek he whispered, “Saes (Please) bind with me. I want you but I want all of you or nothing. Saes…”
Glorfindel expelled the breath he had been holding, expecting that he was going to be denied his soul’s desire but instead, he was gifted with what he had most longed for since the first time he had laid eyes on this pen vain (beautiful one). Leaning down, Glorfindel said, each word delivered with a kiss, “I…will…bind…with…you…”
Tears filled Erestor’s eyes as he wrapped his arms tightly around Glorfindel’s shoulders and he said, “I, Erestor O Imladris, take the Glorfindel O Imladris, to be the mate to my soul for all of forever and beyond.”
Glorfindel’s tears fell to mingle with Erestor’s as he replied, “I, Glorfindel O Imladris, take the Erestor O Imladris, to be the mate to my soul for all of forever and beyond.”
As the last words were spoken, Glorfindel claimed his hervenn (husband) in one powerful thrust. Erestor wrapped his legs around his mate’s waist and urged him to move, needing his complete possession. Meeting each of Glorfindel’s thrusts with one of his own, the Advisor scored the Elda’s back with his nails.
The pleasure was too much for the Slayer and he knew that he would not last much longer. Raising himself up onto his knees, he grasped Erestor’s hips and pounded into him with frenzy, striking his hervenn’s prostrate with every thrust.
Erestor bowed his back, his head resting on the bed as he was roughly taken, loving the feel of Glorfindel’s loss of control. When his mate took a hold of his shaft and started to stroke him with the same fervor as his thrusts, it was all Erestor could take and he cried out Glorfindel’s name as he came.
His name being torn from Erestor’s lips and the clenching of his hervenn’s muscles around his erection caused Glorfindel to spend right along with him and he roared out his meleth’s name.
When Glorfindel collapsed on top of him, Erestor, with the last bit of energy he had, kissed his mate’s temple and whispered, “I love you hervenn nín (my husband).”
Glorfindel smiled; for at last he was filled with peace and he carefully with drew from his new mate. Seeing that Erestor was already asleep, he kissed his lips and pulled him into his arms, throwing a cover over them. Just before sleep took him as well, he whispered, “I love you too pen vain nín (my beautiful one).”
The End
Author: Janalynn27
Type: Double-Drabble
Pairing: Erestor/Glorfindel
Beta: Me, Myself, and I
Warnings: Slash
Rating: NC-17
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.
Summary: For the lotrallslash yahoo group Daily Drabble: April 3: prompt: ‘stop’ Glorfindel and Erestor claim their love.
Author's Note: None
Erestor moved his head to the side to give Glorfindel more room to nuzzle his neck. The feelings that coursed through the Advisor’s body made him dizzy and breathless. Moaning, he let Glorfindel walk him backwards towards the bed, all the while pulling at his clothing. By the time the Slayer had him lying atop the mattress, Erestor was wearing nothing but his leggings.
Glorfindel growled as he tasted Erestor’s skin, playfully nipping here and there, easing the sting with his tongue. He had dreamt of this, of touching and tasting this dark beauty’s skin, of running his hands along the Advisor’s sinuous muscled body. Kissing his way down Erestor’s stomach, he pulled the knots free of his leggings with his teeth, the whole time staring into the dark-haired ellon’s (m. elf’s) passion filled eyes.
Erestor’s chest rose up and down fast, his breath coming in gasps, his body coiled tightly as he watched Glorfindel open his leggings, setting his aching arousal free. Part of Erestor could not believe that this was happening, that finally he was going to be claimed by the ellon that held his heart. When the Elda gave him a wicked smile then ran his tongue around the tip of his weeping shaft, Erestor’s hips came off the bed and a cry was ripped from his chest.
Glorfindel eagerly swallowed Erestor’s erection, burying his nose in the soft curls at it’s base before coming up to suckle it’s tip. After he followed the vein that pulsed on the underside of the Advisor’s member he growled, “Oil.”
All Erestor could do was wave towards his night stand, the pleasure robbing him of his voice. When he heard the cork of the bottle being opened, he unconsciously opened his legs wider, forgetting that he still had his leggings on.
Glorfindel remedied the situation quickly as he roughly pulled the leggings off of Erestor before he engulfed his shaft once more. Making sure that he had plenty of oil on his fingers, he messaged the opening of Erestor’s tight channel before he slowly pushed in a single finger. Glorfindel took great delight in preparing the Advisor slowly, leisurely moving his fingers in and out.
Erestor shook his head from side to side as his hidden bundle of nerves was brushed again and again. Finally when he thought he could not take no more, Glorfindel covered his body with his and claimed his lips in a fiery kiss. Fisting his hands in the Elda’s golden locks, he arched up, causing his and Glorfindel’s arousals to grind together.
Glorfindel broke the kiss and hissed as he felt Erestor rock against him. Aligning himself at the entrance of Erestor’s puckered opening, he was about to claim his dream when he felt the Advisor tense and gasp, “Stop!”
Erestor pushed against Glorfindel’s chest and looked up into the confused indigo eyes of his meleth (love). Caressing the Elda’s cheek he whispered, “Saes (Please) bind with me. I want you but I want all of you or nothing. Saes…”
Glorfindel expelled the breath he had been holding, expecting that he was going to be denied his soul’s desire but instead, he was gifted with what he had most longed for since the first time he had laid eyes on this pen vain (beautiful one). Leaning down, Glorfindel said, each word delivered with a kiss, “I…will…bind…with…you…”
Tears filled Erestor’s eyes as he wrapped his arms tightly around Glorfindel’s shoulders and he said, “I, Erestor O Imladris, take the Glorfindel O Imladris, to be the mate to my soul for all of forever and beyond.”
Glorfindel’s tears fell to mingle with Erestor’s as he replied, “I, Glorfindel O Imladris, take the Erestor O Imladris, to be the mate to my soul for all of forever and beyond.”
As the last words were spoken, Glorfindel claimed his hervenn (husband) in one powerful thrust. Erestor wrapped his legs around his mate’s waist and urged him to move, needing his complete possession. Meeting each of Glorfindel’s thrusts with one of his own, the Advisor scored the Elda’s back with his nails.
The pleasure was too much for the Slayer and he knew that he would not last much longer. Raising himself up onto his knees, he grasped Erestor’s hips and pounded into him with frenzy, striking his hervenn’s prostrate with every thrust.
Erestor bowed his back, his head resting on the bed as he was roughly taken, loving the feel of Glorfindel’s loss of control. When his mate took a hold of his shaft and started to stroke him with the same fervor as his thrusts, it was all Erestor could take and he cried out Glorfindel’s name as he came.
His name being torn from Erestor’s lips and the clenching of his hervenn’s muscles around his erection caused Glorfindel to spend right along with him and he roared out his meleth’s name.
When Glorfindel collapsed on top of him, Erestor, with the last bit of energy he had, kissed his mate’s temple and whispered, “I love you hervenn nín (my husband).”
Glorfindel smiled; for at last he was filled with peace and he carefully with drew from his new mate. Seeing that Erestor was already asleep, he kissed his lips and pulled him into his arms, throwing a cover over them. Just before sleep took him as well, he whispered, “I love you too pen vain nín (my beautiful one).”
The End