New Love

Part Twenty-five

The hall became deathly quiet as every eye turned to look at Glorfindel, then followed his direction of movement and the accusing finger he pointed at the Mirkwood elf as he held their chief counselor. “Husband?” The crowd gasped almost as one. What happened next was so fast yet seemed to be going in slow motion for the crowd watching. The blond continued to kiss Erestor until he was lifted by the back of the collar and pulled forcefully to his feet to face the balrog slayer’s full furry. Glorfindel pulled his arm back preparing to punch the Mirkwood elf in the face but a small voice and a hand on his elbow stayed him.

“No Fin, don’t,” Erestor said.

That was all it took for the warrior to drop the other elf, but he still needed to make his displeasure well known.

“If you ever so much as look at him again I will kill you.”

“Glorfindel, I think you have made your point well known. Maybe it would be best if you escorted Erestor back to his rooms,” Elrond said as he made his way through those gathered around the three elves.

“Lindir, play something, quick,” Melpomaen whispered rather loudly and the minstrels started a lively number which had the desired effect and the crowd began to disperse. But, everyone was speculating what Glorfindel had meant when he called Erestor his husband, when would they have gotten married? As far as anyone knew the two barely even spoke to each other.

“It is not wise to cause such a scene when we have so many visitors, Glorfindel, and I am quite disappointed in how inebriated you are, Erestor.” Elrond raised his famous eyebrow at the two, but Erestor was to far gone to take much notice. He was almost falling over and had to hold onto Glorfindel’s arm to keep upright.

“I am sorry, Elrond, but when I saw him touching Erestor, I saw red.” He pointed at the Mirkwood elf who was slowly inching away and trying to blend in with the crowd. He was humiliated by Glorfindel and wanted his revenge but he knew better than to stand up against the famous balrog slayer when he was angry.

“Get him to bed,” Elrond said when Erestor hiccupped and looked like he might get sick. “And make sure he is in my office first thing tomorrow.”

Glorfindel led the very drunk Erestor out of the hall ignoring all the stares from the occupants of the Hall of Fire. Erestor stumbled when they reached the hallway and after the door was closed, Glorfindel simply picked him up and slung him over his shoulder.

“Well, I may be carrying you off to bed, but it is not exactly as I had planed it,” he said as he placed his hand on Erestor’s bottom to steady him. They made it to Erestor’s room much quicker than if he had allowed the dark elf to walk on his own.

“I remember the first time this happened,” Glorfindel said. “Do you recall that, Erestor?” He might as well have been talking to himself because Erestor had passed out half way up the steeps.

Glorfindel opened Erestor’s door and after shutting it again he place his precious cargo on the bed and began to take off his shoes.


After the announcement of their engagement, Glorfindel and Erestor where the talk of Gondolin, and many parties were thrown in their honor. It was at one such party that Glorfindel learned his husband-to-be had a weakness to alcohol.

Ecthelion’s home had been transformed into a paradise of flowers and food to celebrate the couple and ever one was having a magnificent time. The wine was flowing as well as the conversation, Glorfindel sat in a corner talking with a few other lords when Ecthelion came running over requesting Glorfindel to follow him. Never one to be overly dramatic, Glorfindel followed without hesitation.

“What is the matter, my friend?” he asked as they walked.

“It is Erestor, he is not acting himself,” Ecthelion replied

Glorfindel heard the commotion before they entered the room; when he turned the corner he could not believe his eyes, his shy little love was standing on one of the tables dancing lewdly with a soldier from Ecthelion’s house. He had striped off his outer robes and had on only a thin undershirt and his skin tight leggings, every eye in the room was focused on is tight little ass as it gyrated above them.

“Get down from that table, soldier!” Ecthelion billowed at his man. “I told you to keep an eye on him.”

“I was, my lord, but he drug me up there and I couldn’t help it.”

Erestor pouted when his dancing partner was taken away from him but he quickly caught sight of Glorfindel.

“Finny, come and join me! I am marrying him,” he said to the crowd around him with a big sloppy grin.

“Erestor, I want you to come down off the table, darling,” Glorfindel said with a chuckle, he was finding the whole situation quite amusing.

“Why don’t you come up?” he slurred.

“Come on, Erestor, I think it is time you went to bed.” Glorfindel reached for Erestor’s hand but it was snatched away.

“Are you coming with me?” Erestor said with a wiggle of his eyebrows.

“Erestor, you need to get off the table. I don’t think you will be very happy with me tomorrow if I let you continue to do this.”

“Come on, Fin, have a little fun,” he said as he wiggled his hips suggestively.

Glorfindel finally gave up trying to convince Erestor to come down on his own and grabbed him around his knees and throw him over his shoulder.

“How much has he had to drink?” he asked as Erestor beat on his back and shouted at him to put him down.

“I don’t know for sure; I saw him drink a few glasses of wine. You had better get him to bed,” Ecthelion said with a grin. “I don’t think he is going to be feeling very well tomorrow.”

Glorfindel endured the catcalls and bawdy remarks as he carried his betrothed through the rest of the house and out onto the street to his home.

“Please send a message to Lord Erestor’s father and tell him Erestor will be staying the night here. And please reassure him I remember my promise,” he said to the man waiting at the door for them to arrive home, “and then you many go to bed, we will have no other needs tonight, thank you.”

The butler ran to fulfill his lord’s request and Glorfindel made his way to the guest room with a now silent Erestor still slung over his shoulder.

He opened the door and placed Erestor on the bed. “We forgot your robe,” he said absentmindedly as he took Erestor’s shoes off.


“You were so mad at me the next morning and made me promise I would never allow you to drink that much again, but I think you were more disappointed in yourself. You did not like to loose control even then.” Glorfindel laughed at the memory.

“I remember what happened next,” Erestor whispered in a voice still slurred with wine, startling Glorfindel who had thought he was asleep.

“What do you mean?”

“I remember I tried to get you to make love to me, but you would not break that stupid promise, so I had to settle for the next best thing.”


“Good night, my love,” Glorfindel said as he finished taking Erestor’s shoes off and tried to make him as comfortable as possible. He sat beside him on the bed and pushed the long dark hair way from his face then bent to kiss him on the forehead, but Erestor wasn’t asleep. He reached up and grabbed Fin around the neck and pulled his lips to his own.

“I did get you in my bed,” he said as Fin pulled away eyes wide.

“You cheeky little elf,” Glorfindel said with a chuckle.

“Who are you calling little? I’ll have you know I am above average where it matters, do you want to see?” he asked while thrusting his hips toward Glorfindel.

“I would love to but if I did I would want to touch also and that would not be very appropriate for couple who are not bonded yet.”

“Oh come off it, Fin, you know all our friends are having sex with everything that moves. I bet Ecthelion is getting it on right now with that soldier I was dancing with.”

“That may be, but I am not Thel.”

“No you are not… you are much sexier.” Erestor pulled Glorfindel down again to touch is lips to the blonds. They kissed until both of their leggings began to feel tight, and then Erestor dared to do what he had not done before, he unlaced his lovers pants and let his member spring forth. Fin tried to cover himself but Erestor grabbed his hands away.

“Please, Fin,” he pleaded. “Let me do this for you.”

Glorfindel permitted the touch and inhaled sharply when one of his lover’s hands cupped his balls and the other began to move slowly up and down his shaft.

“Oh, Erestor,” he moaned. “It feels so good.” he closed his eyes and threw his head back concentrating solely on the feel of his little love’s hands on his body. After a few minutes of Erestor’s ministrations, Fin was ready to come but held back as he pulled Erestor’s hands away and gave him a very heated kiss. He pushed him back down into the bed and laid on top of Erestor pinning him to the mattress.

“Do you have any idea what you do to me?”

“I might have a clue,” Erestor said as he thrust against Fin’s thigh which was between his still fabric covered legs. Glorfindel quickly unlaced Erestor’s leggings and let the long thin shaft free from its prison; he traveled down Erestor’s body and took the cock into his mouth. Erestor nearly screamed with pleasure. Fin set a steady rhythm and hummed with appreciation of the taste of his betrothed. Erestor had never dreamed that anything could feel this good, and the fact that it was his Fin doing this to him made it all the more erotic.

Glorfindel could tell that Erestor was close. He could feel the muscles in his legs tensing and his balls draw up close to his body. He gave one long moan that vibrated around Erestor’s cock in his mouth and that was all it took to send his lover over the edge. Streams of hot seed flooded Glorfindel’s mouth and he swallowed every drop. Seeing Erestor writhing on the bed was all it took for Glorfindel to find his release and he joined his lover in blissful orgasm.

Fin laid his head on Erestor’s thigh as he caught his breath and Erestor ran his hands through his lover’s hair.

“That was amazing, but you have not…”

“Yes I did.”

“But I didn’t…”

“Just seeing you made me come. You are amazing, and I think it is going to be ever harder for me to keep my hands off you now.”

“I love you,” Erestor mumbled as the alcohol finely took affect and he fell into a deep sleep.

I love you too,” Glorfindel whisper to the sleeping elf.


“But I guess you did break your promise to my Ada that night.”

“No I did not, I promised him I would not take you before we were bonded and I did not.”

“Well, we are still bound, you can take me now,” Erestor said seductively as he ran his hands through Fin’s golden hair.

“No,” Fin replied flatly belying the heat that coursed through his body at Erestor’s words and touch. He pulled Erestor’s hand away and placed it back on the bed before standing and walking away from the temptation.

“Why not? I will not reject you; I know you want me.”

“You are right; I do want you but not like this.” Glorfindel responded as he walked to the door. “Elrond expects you to be in his office first thing in the morning. I will come by before breakfast to make sure you are up.”

Glorfindel left a bewildered Erestor staring at the door until the alcohol took over once more and he fell into a deep dreamless sleep.