Misfortunes made Perfect

Authors note:
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Amber Brooke: I’m glad you’re so eager about this story, always nice to know that someone is reading it.
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Orleans: Yes poor Erestor, it never works out as planned for him. But I think he will be pleased with the developments in this chapter. :)
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Yes a new chapter is already here, you can't say I kept you waiting for long. So this is my first lemon, I hope it will not suck too much. And if it does, then well I’m sorry, I did my best. I didn’t want to rush it so I ended up with seven pages, that’s what I call a long lemon, lol.

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Title: Misfortunes made Perfect
Author: Sione
Pairing: Glorfindel/Erestor
Disclaimer: I own nothing, everything belongs to J.R.R. Tolkien.
Notes: I had no beta reader for this and English is not my first language so I’m sorry for any grammar and spelling mistakes.
Summary: Erestor wants to seduce Glorfindel so he arranges a romantic dinner and hopes that it will lead to more.

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“I’m full, that was delicious, thank you.” Glorfindel leaned back in his chair with a content sigh.

“It was nothing.”

After a meal with small talk the atmosphere felt less strained but now that the dinner was finished Erestor couldn’t help but to glance at the bed. It stood there ready like a premonition of what was about to come. He bit his lip nervously and returned his eyes to the elf in front of him and noticed that he was being studied. A blush spread across his cheeks but he managed a weak smile. Glorfindel silently rose from his seat and came around the table to take Erestor’s shaking hands in his.

“Come to bed with me,” he murmured as he gently hauled the dark-haired elf to his feet and led him to the end of the bed. Sky blue eyes gazed deep into dark ones as Glorfindel tenderly stroked a pale cheek and smiled encouragingly.

“Are you sure? We could wait if you want, I will wait until you’re ready”

Erestor smiled at the blond elf’s concern. “No, we have waited long enough. I’m grateful for you giving me the time I needed Glorfindel but I’m ready now.”

When only seeing some nervous anticipation but no fear in the dark brown eyes, Glorfindel silently agreed with a nod.

Erestor smiled nervously and stepped closer as a hand on his lower back encouraged him nearer. Glorfindel hugged him close but did nothing more so the advisor looked up at him questioningly.

“Erestor, I need to know if you ever…” The warrior trailed off but Erestor knew what he meant to ask.

“Twice in my youth with elleth, but never with an ellon.” He answered with a small blush.

Glorfindel nodded as his suspicions were confirmed. “We’ll take it slow, I promise to be gentle.” He stroked the dark elf’s hips soothingly.

“I know you will.” Erestor closed his eyes trustingly and leaned into the touch. The blond elf nuzzled his neck and huskily whispered in his ear.

“Undress me.”

With clumsy fingers he followed the request and started to undo the clasp on the warrior’s protective leather garb. He fumbled nervously and his splinted wrist didn’t make things easier but with some help from Glorfindel’s steady hands he finally got it open and the blond elf shrugged it off onto the floor, soon followed by a soft undershirt. Erestor caressed the naked tanned chest that was displayed before him, appreciating the view.

“You wear too complicated clothes.” He smiled as he tenderly traced an old scar that reached across the blond elf’s abdomen to his right hip. With satisfaction he felt Glorfindel shiver at the touch. His wandering hand was caught and brought up to soft lips and led down to the warrior’s leggings.

“These should be easy,” Glorfindel teased.

Erestor swallowed hard but seeing the encouraging smile meant for him he tentatively started to work on the lacing. He did not miss the already apparent bulk in the leggings as he finished the lacings. Looking intensely on Erestor, Glorfindel pulled down the leggings himself and stepped out of them, his impressive erection sprang free from its confines.

The dark-haired elf took a shaking breath as the unabashed warrior abruptly stood completely naked before him. He was a beautiful sight, muscular but still with an elf’s grace. His skin was toned in a golden colour by the sun after many hours out on the training fields. He was the image of perfection complemented by the golden hair that hung loosely over one of his broad shoulders. He was so much larger than him and if Erestor didn’t know of the loving tenderness the elf before him possessed he would probably been petrified of what was about to come. But he knew how those big hands that looked like they could crush him with little effort were also so incredibly gentle and caring. Glorfindel was well aware of his own strength and was nothing but careful whenever he held Erestor in his arms. He nervously stepped closer and caressed the golden biceps in modest adoration.

“My strong and handsome warrior.” He murmured and Glorfindel smiled at the quietly expressed compliment. Wordlessly he took one step closer and with slow motions, to clearly show his intentions, he untied the sash to Erestor’s silk robe. It easily fell open and the dark-haired elf couldn’t suppress a gasp when it with a light nudge by strong hands slid of his shoulders onto the floor. Painfully aware of his nakedness his hands automatically tried to hide his nudity but they were gently caught by Glorfindel who shook his head.

“Please don’t, you’re beautiful.” He said softly.

With some effort Erestor let his hands rest at his sides and he was shown in all his glory for loving blue eyes.

To finally look upon the dark beauty before him was pure bliss for Glorfindel. His lithe body was pale in the faint light of the candles. The raven mane and dark eyes stood out sharply against the creamy skin which looked to be soft like silk which he also knew it was. A small pink blush had formed on Erestor’s cheeks, making him look even lovelier in his insecurity. Not able to resist the vision before him he embraced the slender elf and pressed their bodies together. With a small gasp Erestor drew back a few steps when their hard erections sharply came in contact with each other. He smiled at the dark elf’s sweet confused expression and slowly pressed them close again, this time rewarded with a faint moan when their members came in contact.

He swept down for a deep kiss, longing to taste those delicate lips. His tongue plunged into the sweet flavour of Erestor who whimpered softly at the invasion but answered the kiss eagerly. Their tongues battled leisurely for dominance while his hands travelled along a pale hip to finally rest on a soft behind, he chuckled into the kiss as the elf in his arms jumped slightly when he gently squeezed it. The need for air finally broke them apart and Glorfindel felt hesitant hands ghost along his sides without touching him. He reached out and managed to catch the splinted hand in his. With a gentle hold he brought it to his lips and kissed it.

“Erestor, please touch me.” He encouraged and placed the hand on his lower back. The dark elf bit his lower lip shyly but then in a bold move placed his other hand firmly on the warrior’s buttocks. Glorfindel smiled widely and with a growl attacked the inviting neck before him with kisses and soft love bites. Erestor clung to him and took a firm grip on the golden tresses. Glorfindel tightened his hold and pressed their bodies together. As he attacked the neck his hands travelled over the soft skin wanting to explore every little part of it.

“The bed.” He said hoarsely and the dark-haired elf nodded nervously.

Erestor felt the bed bump into the back of his knees and Glorfindel slowly lowered him down. He let himself be guided further up on the bed until his head rested on a soft pillow. His breath hitched when the warrior placed his large body over his, making him feel very small. Glorfindel had situated himself between his slightly parted legs and supported his weight with hands located on either side of Erestor’s head. A distressed sound left his lips when he was efficiently pinned down by the heavy weight of Glorfindel as he leaned down to place soft kisses along his jaw. The blond elf immediately drew back and looked down on him questioningly.

“Are you well?” He asked worriedly when seeing the slightly fearful expression.

Feeling a bit embarrassed by his reaction, Erestor quickly collected himself. “Aye, it’s just when you’re on top of me, trapping me with your weight, it reminds me of…” He trailed of when seeing the golden elf’s saddened expression. “Oh, I’m sorry I shouldn’t be thinking of that now, I’m destroying the mood-” Glorfindel silenced him with two fingers to his lips and rolled off him, instead embracing him from the side and bringing him close to his chest.

“Hush Erestor don’t worry about it, I want you tell me these things, if you’re not comfortable we can stop.”

“No!” He cried out but then embarrassedly composed himself. “I mean no, I’m well, let us continue.” He stroked the blond elf’s cheek and smiled. “It’s just bad memories but I know you will never hurt me.” Glorfindel smiled thankfully and placed a light kiss on his lips but Erestor pulled away with a mischievous grin and climbed on top of the blond elf, straddling his hips.

“Now where were we?” He said as he stroked his hands over the firm stomach.

Glorfindel grinned at the advisor’s sudden boldness and with a quick roll had him pinned under him again.

“Just right here I think.” He smirked and gave the surprised elf under him a lustful kiss which was eagerly returned. Eventually he left the soft lips and trailed down along the neck and collarbone placing small kisses on the way until he reached his destination, a small rosy nipple which he eagerly attacked with lips and tongue.

Panting, Erestor stared blindly at the ceiling and arched his back slightly when the warrior’s ministration went downwards. It felt like lips and hands caressed every inch of his body. Not sure of what to do with his hands they lay impassive at his sides only gripping the sheets sporadically. He cried out when he felt one of his nipples suddenly caught between lips and gently sucked. It was a strange feeling but not unpleasant he thought as the erect nub was sucked with more force. Letting go of the death grip he had on the crumbled sheets he begin to clutch at the broad shoulders above him. An approving sound was heard from the warrior who continued to suck at his abused nipple while he stroked and pinched the other.

Slowly Glorfindel released the nipples and travelled further down. Erestor’s heart started to beat a little faster when a warm hand gently nudged his legs a little wider apart but he complied. Still panting he looked down at the blond elf that now lay between his legs and looked up for a conformation to continue, Erestor offered him a shaky smile. When he felt a wet lick to the head of his rising arousal his eyes widen in surprise and load moan escaped his lips.

“Good?” Glorfindel asked in a sultry voice.

“Oh yes,” Erestor answered breathlessly.

When the whole head of his painfully hard shaft was captured he cried out and arched his back pressing his head deep into the pillow. He tried to buck his hips deeper into the warm mouth but two large hands on his hips held him gently but steadily down. He brought his hand to his mouth and bit down hard and he tried to stop any sound from escaping when the warrior started to suck and swirl his tongue around his throbbing member. But his wrist was soon caught by Glorfindel who drew the abused hand from his mouth and placed it on the bed.

“Don’t, I want to hear you.”

Erestor could only nod breathlessly. A small mewl of disappointment slipped from his lips when the blond elf left his acing member and climbed up on the bed. The warrior chuckled and reached up for a sweet kiss.

“Soon love, but first, do you have any oil?”

“In the bedside table.”

Glorfindel climbed off him and reached out for the drawer. Erestor watched as he rummaged through it until he found a small vial of oil which he brought back to the bed.

“Will it do?” Erestor asked, not really sure what kind of oil that was most suitable for this kind of activity.

“It’s perfect. Now lay back and I will prepare you.” He let himself be gently pushed back to the mattress and took a couple of steadying breaths to calm his nerves.

“I’ll be gentle but since it’s your first time it’s going to hurt a little.” Glorfindel placed himself on top of Erestor again and leaned down and nuzzled his neck. “Do you still wish to continue?” He whispered in a pointed ear.

Erestor nodded and wrapped his arms around the warrior’s neck, the splinted arm resting clumsily on the broad shoulders while his other hand played lovingly with golden tresses. With some effort he tried to reach up for a kiss, the blond elf leaned down to meet his eager lips. When they broke apart he smiled.

“I know you will make it good for me.”

Glorfindel guided his hips upwards with a hand on his lower back and placed a pillow beneath them. Seeing the warrior kneel between his bent legs made some of the nervous feeling return but an encouraging smile from his love made Erestor relax his tense body. However he gasped when his shaft was captured in warm heat ones again. The talented tongue teased him and made him almost miss the slick digit which slowly eased its way into his tight passage. He hastily looked up to the elf between his legs, still feeling that intrusive digit in him.

“Relax, love.” Glorfindel said soothingly. “I will not hurt you.”

When small kisses were placed along his inner thighs, Erestor lay back again with a deep breath and loosened his rigid body. He opened his legs a little wider, they had started to close on instinct.

As he felt Erestor relax Glorfindel took it as a sign to continue, he leaned forward and swallowed the erect rod before him as he pushed his finger all the way inside. The distraction seemed to be working and all he heard was a pleasurable moan from Erestor. Relieved he started to suck with more fierceness as he searched for that special little knot of nerves. He crooked his finger slightly and suddenly with a small cry the dark-haired elf arched of the bed.

“What was that?” Erestor panted.

“That is a little something which will make this evening all the more pleasurable.”

“I can imagine.”

Glorfindel chuckled at the reply and gently stroked the spot that had the dark elf writhing. Though he was pleased with seeing Erestor less uncomfortable he was still a little concerned. The warrior didn’t want to hurt his love but Erestor turned out to be very tight and Glorfindel was no small elf. He had to be sure to prepare the little elf very thoroughly to avoid ripping him. As he slowly entered a second finger the moan turned into a small whimper and he stilled momentarily.

“Go on.” Erestor said after a while with a strained voice.

“Are you sure?”

“Aye, I’m well.”

As a distraction Glorfindel swallowed the whole shaft down to the hilt as he pressed his two fingers inside the last inches and gently started to scissor them.

Erestor’s chest was rising rapidly and his breath coming out in shaky broken breaths. A feeling of mixed pain and pleasure ripped through his body and he could clearly hear his heart hammering in his chest. The feeling of being invaded was intense and if there were any other filling him he knew he would never be able to bear it. As a third finger entered him pain outweighed the pleasure and he started to close his legs with a pained whimper.

“I’m sorry, we should stop.” He felt the fingers starting to slip out.

“No please, I want this, I need this.” Erestor grabbed the warrior’s shoulder to stop him from drawing back. “Please continue, I know you will make it better soon.”

Glorfindel hesitated. “If you’re sure…”

“I’m sure,” Erestor said determinately and spread his legs again.

Glorfindel reached out and captured Erestor’s hand in his and intertwined their fingers, the slender hand squeezed his firmly as he rotated his fingers in the tight softness surrounding them. He hollowed his cheeks and sucked with more force on the dark elf’s hardness as he worked the inside of Erestor’s passage. When he could move his finger freely he slipped them out but still held their fingers laced together as silent support.

“I have stretched you as far as I can, do you still wish to continue?”

“Yes.”

Glorfindel poured some of the oil in his hand and slicked his length before he seated himself between the advisor’s legs, placing his rod at the virgin entrance. With a firm hold on the hips he entered slowly earning a hiss from the elf beneath him. He saw a tear escape from Erestor’s tightly closed eyes. He leaned down and cooed soothingly into a pointy ear, whispering loving words as he kissed away any tears that dared to fall. He held his fully sheathed shaft completely still inside of his lover as his hands tenderly stroked the lithe body beneath him

“Erestor, please look at me.” He finally begged.

It hurt and the sensation of being so completely filled was unnerving but when feeling the loving attention and hearing Glorfindel’s plea Erestor slowly opened his eyes and looked up at the miserable face above.

“Please, do not look so sad Glorfindel, I’m sorry.”

“Don’t be sorry love, It just pains me to hurt you so.”

“It doesn’t hurt so badly now, I think you can move.”

After a long desperate kiss Glorfindel did as he was told, with slow movement he moved in and out, first in despair when he only gained painful whimper from Erestor. But after some frantic searching, he finally found the right angle and the spot he had been looking for. Glorfindel smiled widely with relief when the dark-haired elf moaned loudly and arched his back. He aimed his next thrust in the same angle and was rewarded with another moan as Erestor rose up to meet him. Seeing the small elf enjoying himself, Glorfindel surrendered to his own pleasure, he groaned and started to move his hips just a little bit harder and faster.

“Glorfindel!” Erestor panted as another thrust hit his sweet spot, the small amount of pain he still felt was completely washed away by the pure bliss he experienced. His head lolled to the side and he clutched at anything he could get hold of. His left hand eventually travelled up to grab at the warrior’s biceps, the splinted one felt too heavy to even think about moving so he left it to grasp at the sheets. The firm hold on the muscled upper arm worked like a steady anchor and it felt good to hold on to something solid as he leaned up to meet the next thrust.

Feeling the dark elf’s more active participation Glorfindel raised the slim hips for even deeper penetration and guided Erestor’s legs to rest at his shoulders. He leaned down and nuzzled the advisor’s neck, nibbling and kissing as he continued with the steady rhythm. When feeling his climax approaching he grasped the twitching member between them and stroked it in time with his thrust, determined to bring Erestor over the edge together with him. He smiled as the action drew an unarticulated wail from the writhing elf beneath him. Not soon after Erestor came with a loud cry, arching up so that only his shoulders and head touched the bed. His inner muscles clenched painfully tight around Glorfindel’s cock and with one last thrust he came with Erestor’s name on his lips. With his last strength he managed to hold himself up as he slowly drew out and rolled off the boneless mass beneath him.

Erestor vaguely registered the burning sensation when Glorfindel’s spent member left his passage. Blinking lazily he slowly returned from heavenly pleasure to reality, he felt a warm hand tuck away a damp tress of hair which been plastered to his face. He smiled gratefully at the gesture, sensing that he was not going to be capable of moving any part of his body for a while. He rolled his head to the side and met the blue eyes of Glorfindel which were studying him intently.

“How are you feeling?” The warrior whispered and stroked his cheek.

“Wonderful.”

“I’m glad to hear it, you’re not hurting?”

“I’m a bit sore, but it’s nothing to worry about.”

He stretched his limbs tiredly but a sticky feeling on his chest and stomach made him grimace and look down at himself. Blushing he saw that his chest and stomach was cowered with his own drying seed. Glorfindel followed his gaze and without a word rose from the bed.

“Where are you-“ Erestor started to ask confused but the blond elf hushed him.

“Be still love, I will be right back.”

Shortly after the warrior returned from the bathroom with a wet cloth in his hand. He climbed onto the bed again and tenderly wiped away the come covering Erestor. Suddenly feeling very naked he appreciated when Glorfindel drew the covers over him before he went to get rid of the dirty cloth. Erestor sleepily closed his eyes and nuzzled deep into the sheets. When feeling a dip in the bed he opened one dark eye and saw Glorfindel lying down next to him. He was circled by strong arms and with a content sigh he leaned into the embrace. Reaching up, he silently requested a kiss which he also received. When they broke apart, he let out a purr of satisfaction.

“Was that a purr?” The warrior asked amused.

“Maybe.”

Glorfindel sniggered and kissed his brow. They lay tangled together in silence, enjoying the closeness and the warmness of each other’s body, both too tired to move.

“So did your seduction turned out as planned?” The blond elf asked after awhile.

“Even though there were some minor misfortunes,” Glorfindel chuckled at the understatement, “I think it ended just perfect.”

“Agreed” He pulled Erestor close and with content smiles on their lips they both slipped in to reverie.

The End

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