Isolation
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Category:
-Multi-Age › Slash - Male/Male
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
25
Views:
4,475
Reviews:
2
Recommended:
2
Currently Reading:
1
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I do not own the Lord of the Rings (and associated) book series, nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.
Part 25
Part 25…
Erestor closed his eyes and reclined in the large tub that was sunken into the floor of his bathing chamber and allowed himself a small sigh of contentment, simply enjoying a long soak in hot water, complete with scented oils no less. After a week in the middle of nowhere with no luxuries he had realized exactly what he had been taking for granted all these many years as a scholar, with hot water being at the top of his list of comforts. He didn’t bother to open his eyes at the small whoosh of air as the bathing room door was opened. He kept his eyes closed at the sound of fabric hitting the floor and at the noise of bare feet padding across tile. A small smile tweaked the edges of his mouth upwards as the water level rose and splashed higher against his chest. The feel of a naked, wet body against his did not come as a surprise, nor did the touch of soft lips against his own. He cracked his eyes open to peer into gleaming blue orbs and smiled as a golden head bent to nibble at his collar bone.
“I missed you.”
“Missed me? You saw me only a few minutes ago.” A murmur was the only reply as Glorfindel was rather busy suckling at Erestors neck to respond.
Grinning Erestor stoked his hands over broad shoulder, across a muscled back and down to the gentle curve of a delightful posterior. With a gentle squeeze he urged Glorfindel closer until the blonde was fully straddling him and he could feel the hardened length of his lovers need rub against his stomach.
Nothing further was said as soft moans filled the room and the sounds of water could be heard sloshing against tiles and writhering bodies.
There was something extremely exotic and naughty about having ones Lord and master kneeling at your feet in order to bring about the most mind numbing pleasure with only his mouth. Lindir could hardly bring himself to believe that his lover would do such a thing, but the proof was directly in front of him and all he had to do was look down and see it with his own eyes, which he couldn’t resist doing repeatedly, when ever he had the strength of will to open his eyes. That and knotting his slender hands into the silky raven hair to guide the gently bobbing head. Frankly he was amazed that his wobbling knees were still able to support him as that talented mouth did marvelous things to his needy flesh and oil coated fingers probed and stretched his entrance. Teetering on the edge of what was sure to be a shattering orgasm Lindir could not suppress the cry of dismay when Elrond pulled away, only to mewl in delight a moment later when strong arms dragged him down and he was covered by the supple figure of is love, who quickly pushed inside the previously stretched hole, immediately setting a fast and ruthless pace which would ensure a speedy climax.
Thrustinepereper and deeper into the sweet body beneath him Elrond gazed into the glittering green eyes that seemed to glow with the minstrel’s passion and love, although the words had never been spoken, it was more than evident and it made their coupling so much the sweeter for the half-elf.
With a broken cry Lindir came, arching his back and bucking into the powerful thrusts, spilling his seed onto his stomach. A whispered “Elrond” combined with the clutching heat that surrounded his length was enough to send Elrond over the edge into the realm of ecstasy.
Elrond collapsed in a less than graceful heap atop his lover, shifting his weight slightly to one side so not to crush the slighter elf beneath him, and nuzzled into the side of Lindirs neck. After a few moments thusly he tilted his head somewhat so he could brush his lips against the soft skin, smiling as he encountered a still rapidly beating pulse. Groaning he rolled his body to the side and propping his head up on one arm gazed down in to the dreamy eyes of his lover. Gently he reached over and brushed several strands of auburn hair out of Lindirs face, marveling at the beautiful creature before him.
Feeling a soft touch on his face Lindir turned and smiled, twisting until he could reach red, swollen lips, he brushed his own lightly against them. Feeling his love for the elf beside him well up Lindir pressed closer, deepening the kiss to keep from blurting out words that he was not yet sure would be accepted or returned.
TBC…
Erestor closed his eyes and reclined in the large tub that was sunken into the floor of his bathing chamber and allowed himself a small sigh of contentment, simply enjoying a long soak in hot water, complete with scented oils no less. After a week in the middle of nowhere with no luxuries he had realized exactly what he had been taking for granted all these many years as a scholar, with hot water being at the top of his list of comforts. He didn’t bother to open his eyes at the small whoosh of air as the bathing room door was opened. He kept his eyes closed at the sound of fabric hitting the floor and at the noise of bare feet padding across tile. A small smile tweaked the edges of his mouth upwards as the water level rose and splashed higher against his chest. The feel of a naked, wet body against his did not come as a surprise, nor did the touch of soft lips against his own. He cracked his eyes open to peer into gleaming blue orbs and smiled as a golden head bent to nibble at his collar bone.
“I missed you.”
“Missed me? You saw me only a few minutes ago.” A murmur was the only reply as Glorfindel was rather busy suckling at Erestors neck to respond.
Grinning Erestor stoked his hands over broad shoulder, across a muscled back and down to the gentle curve of a delightful posterior. With a gentle squeeze he urged Glorfindel closer until the blonde was fully straddling him and he could feel the hardened length of his lovers need rub against his stomach.
Nothing further was said as soft moans filled the room and the sounds of water could be heard sloshing against tiles and writhering bodies.
There was something extremely exotic and naughty about having ones Lord and master kneeling at your feet in order to bring about the most mind numbing pleasure with only his mouth. Lindir could hardly bring himself to believe that his lover would do such a thing, but the proof was directly in front of him and all he had to do was look down and see it with his own eyes, which he couldn’t resist doing repeatedly, when ever he had the strength of will to open his eyes. That and knotting his slender hands into the silky raven hair to guide the gently bobbing head. Frankly he was amazed that his wobbling knees were still able to support him as that talented mouth did marvelous things to his needy flesh and oil coated fingers probed and stretched his entrance. Teetering on the edge of what was sure to be a shattering orgasm Lindir could not suppress the cry of dismay when Elrond pulled away, only to mewl in delight a moment later when strong arms dragged him down and he was covered by the supple figure of is love, who quickly pushed inside the previously stretched hole, immediately setting a fast and ruthless pace which would ensure a speedy climax.
Thrustinepereper and deeper into the sweet body beneath him Elrond gazed into the glittering green eyes that seemed to glow with the minstrel’s passion and love, although the words had never been spoken, it was more than evident and it made their coupling so much the sweeter for the half-elf.
With a broken cry Lindir came, arching his back and bucking into the powerful thrusts, spilling his seed onto his stomach. A whispered “Elrond” combined with the clutching heat that surrounded his length was enough to send Elrond over the edge into the realm of ecstasy.
Elrond collapsed in a less than graceful heap atop his lover, shifting his weight slightly to one side so not to crush the slighter elf beneath him, and nuzzled into the side of Lindirs neck. After a few moments thusly he tilted his head somewhat so he could brush his lips against the soft skin, smiling as he encountered a still rapidly beating pulse. Groaning he rolled his body to the side and propping his head up on one arm gazed down in to the dreamy eyes of his lover. Gently he reached over and brushed several strands of auburn hair out of Lindirs face, marveling at the beautiful creature before him.
Feeling a soft touch on his face Lindir turned and smiled, twisting until he could reach red, swollen lips, he brushed his own lightly against them. Feeling his love for the elf beside him well up Lindir pressed closer, deepening the kiss to keep from blurting out words that he was not yet sure would be accepted or returned.
TBC…