Vacation

Complete and utter smut, with a dash of sweetness... well maybe more than a dash.

Enjoy!


Part 20…

“Yes, I like you.”

Glorfindel barely restrained the urge to shout for joy, settling instead for a wide grin, which froze in place at Erestors next words. “The question remains, do you like me?”

“Of course I like you. I thought it was rather obvious.”

“Obvious? Glorfindel you once told me I reminded you of Mandos Halls, forgive me if being compared to the dead doesn’t proclaim your love and affection for me.”

“I didn’t… I never meant it that way Erestor.”

“Then how did you mean it?”

Standing Glorfindel moved around the table to kneel beside the dark haired elf surveying him so skeptically. Tugging on a black robed arm until Erestor turned to face him he gathered the slender hands in his own, noting the permanent ink smudges that marked the fingers of his right hand as he did so. Staring up into dark eyes he took the opportunity that Almaravarion had so graciously given him and bared his soul.

“I said you reminded me of Mandos. Not his halls or the spirits within, but the God himself. You’re so strong and beautiful. Your very presence calms me in times when this world is too loud and overwhelming. You bring me a peace I only ever knew in death and yet at the same time I feel more alive with you now than I have ever felt. So, in answer to you’re question; Yes I like you. Very much.”

“Oh.”

“Is that all you have to say?”

Erestor blinked, staring in amazement at the blonde kneeling before him. Finally he nodded, causing Glorfindel to grin once again.

“Then if you don’t mind, I think I shall claim my kiss now, the note did say I was entitled to one.”

“Then claim what you wish.”

Erestor bent forward as Glorfindel stretched up to kiss him, feeling the next words whispered across his lips as his eyes fluttered shut in anticipation.

“There is much I wish to claim.”

The softly breathed “I know” was partially swallowed as lips brushed and pressed. A dark head tilted to the side to allow better access as a hot tongue swept inside to taste him, the flavor of pears as sweet as the kiss itself.

Withdrawing his tongue Glorfindel moved back to allow space between them and breathed deeply. Opening his mouth to speak he was cut off as Erestor leaned forward and swept him into another kiss, edging off his chair and into Glorfindels lap as he did so.

“Erestor…” Glorfindel pulled back to gaze into brown eyes in question.

“My answer is yes.”

“But…”

“Here. Now. Yes.” Erestor didn’t allow for any argument, instead tugging forcefully on Glorfindels hair to prompt another kiss, which was quickly granted. Refusing to stop kissing Erestor none the less shifted obediently as Glorfindel pulled at the bottom half of his robe. Glorfindel pulled the black material higher and higher, until it was bunched around Erestors waist, leaving him freer to move, which he quickly took advantage of by hooking his heels around the blondes waist and wiggling suggestively. A gasp that ended in a moan escaped him as the broad warrior hands he had been so fascinated with at dinner spread across his buttocks and squeezed before jerking him more firmly forward bringing their groins together, while at the same time suckling suggestively on his tongue.

Erestors constant mewls of pleasure where quickly driving Glorfindel mad with desire as he rocked insistently, flexing his hips upwards before sitting back on his heels, only to flex up again. Growing impatient he slid Erestor off his lap before standing, pulling the advisor up after him quickly, growling again in annoyance as the black robe fell back down again before bending at the waist and, clutching at the hem once more, pulled the offending article up and over Erestors head. Tossing it aside he yanked Erestor back into his arms, pleased to note that the advisor had neglected to wear an under tunic and there was only the task of removing leggings and soft shoes before Erestor would be bared to his sight completely. Grasping the delectable behind once more Glorfindel lifted his new lover up and sat him at the edge of the table. Leaning to the side and past Erestor he pushed the plates and dishes towards the other end of the table, ignoring the sound of shattering stoneware as a few dishes fell to the stone cobbles below.

Turning his attention back to the darkling elf before him he once more engaged that sweet mouth in a kiss before pulling back to divest himself of his own tunic. Upper body bare he let his fingers skim along Erestors shoulders before tracing little swirls along his chest, circling repeatedly around his nipples as they hardened and peaked, begging to be touched. Capturing one nipple between eager fingers he dipped his head forward and trailed his tongue along the shell of a perfectly pointed ear before drawing the tip between his lips, eliciting wordless pleas from his lover as both ear and nipple were played with.

Glorfindel halted his actions as one of Erestors hands boldly pressed between his legs and rubbed back and forth enthusiastically, pulling a deep groan that emanated from his chest and slipped past his lips as he buried his face in the crooks of Erestors shoulder and panted his encouragement, using the opportunity to leave a dark passion mark below a thrumming pulse point.

Deciding the teasing wasn’t enough the blonde made quick work of Erestors legging, a task made much easier as the dark haired elf aided him with the lifting of hips. Soon Erestor sat naked and hard before him, and Glorfindel licked his lips hungrily before easing Erestor to lie back on the table, considerately moving a spoon that was in the way, before he moved down until he was eye level with his lovers’ erection. Wrapping one hand firmly around the thick length he took a moment to admire Erestors endowments before stroking, root to tip twice, pleased when a small bead of moisture seeped from the slit. Moving closer he felt Erestors thighs quiver as his next actions were anticipated. Opening his mouth Glorfindel placed it just over the head of Erestors penis, the heat of his breath ghosting over hardened flash before he drew his head back and stoking his tongue broadly across the tip, collecting the tiny drop of moisture, savoring the cherished taste.

Caressing the small puckered entrance to Erestors body Glorfindel happily devoted himself to bringing pleasure to his lover by teasing his length with licks and kisses, combined with sucking and stroking, never enough to bring the other to orgasm, he wanted to wait until they were joined as one for that, but enough to drive him wild. Pulling away for a moment Glorfindel quickly wet his finger with saliva and pressed it gently inside while flicking his tongue firmly at the underside of Erestors cock, right at the base. Moving his finger in and out slowly he sucked gently on the spot he had moments before been licking so ardently, knowing that even the most liberal use of saliva would not be enough to ease his way with a new lover, at least not without causing him more pain than Glorfindel was willing to inflict.

Smiling deviously Glorfindel removed his finger and made his way back up Erestors body to his lips, pausing at the heaving chest to suckle upon a hardened nipple before plundering that sweet mouth once more. Placing a quick lick to the parted lips he stretched his arm over Erestors head, keeping eye contact as he snatched his target and pulled it towards him. One last kiss and he was back below the waist once more, setting the small jar of pear syrup beside Erestors left hip for easy access.

Dipping his finger into the sweet sauce he returned to his previous activity of stretching his lover. Placing his finger once more at the small pucker he pushed inside. Putting his other hand beneath Erestors right knee he nudge his legs further apart and pushed upwards, bending the knee further and parting Erestors buttocks to expose him more to the blondes gaze. Keeping his hand behind Erestors knee Glorfindel spared a glance up at the flushed face, noting that Erestors breathing had become little more than shallow pants, his moans and mewls catching in his throat. Locking gazes for several intense minutes Glorfindel finally forced himself to focus on what he was doing, almost to the point of bursting he quickly prepared the tiny hole, stretching and thrusting in and out with three fingers, eyes almost black with desire as he watched avidly, brushing the pad of his thumb gently against the soft sacs as he pushed in, searching for the spot that would make Erestor truly scream. The choked cry and bucking told him he had found it.

Brushing the spot again and again he felt his leggings become even tighter, something he hadn’t thought possible. Knowing he had neglected his own arousal to the point of pain he moved to free himself of the fabric confines, but the heavy smell of pears mixed with Erestors own scent distracted him once more and he gave into his craving.

Removing his fingers he knelt on the stone cobbles and flicked his tongue across the well stretched entrance to his lover’s body. Pushing his tongue inside he felt Erestor squirm and a small squeak reached his ears as he let the flavor of thick syrup and Erestor drown his taste buds as his hands eagerly undid his leggings, freeing his erection at last.

Standing again he quickly coated his length with the thick syrup, eyes half closed as he allowed himself a few strokes of brief pleasure before moving forward, guiding himself until the very tip of his arousal pressed at Erestors body. Keeping eye contact he returned his hand to its place behind one knee, feeling Erestor hook his other leg around his hip.

Beyeseyes locked with brown as Glorfindel slowly pressed forward, breeching the hidden depths he had so painstakingly prepared, exerting all his control not to just sink in quickly and thrust with mad abandon.

Pressed in as deeply as he could go Glorfindel paused, allowing Erestor a moment to adjust before pulling back and then sinking back in for that first shallow thrust that had them both groaning in unison.

Loosing control the two elves moved frantically, the table rocking with their erratic movements. Neither noticed as more dishes fell to clatter and crack upon stone, so intent were they on finding release.

Too long denied Glorfindel climaxed first with a half strangled shout, his seed filling the deep recesses of Erestors body as he continued to thrust, determined that his darkling lover join him in bliss.

The sobbing, broken cry of “Fin” was followed immediately by the tightening of muscles as Erestor tensed before coating his own quivering stomach with his passionate release.

Lips met once more in an open mouth kiss as the two lovers slowly calmed, bodies slumped lazily atop the table, the scent of pears and sex heavy in the air.

TBC…