Lord Erestor's Surprising Day

Title: Lord Erestor's Surprising Day
Disclaimer: I own nothing.
Warnings!: Spanking and rimming; if this is not your cup of tea, you know what to do!
A/N: Thank you so much to everyone who's been reading this! This is the first time ever that someone else have read something I wrote. Mostly, I write for myself but now I'm tempted to share with you all!
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Aglarien: thank you so much for your kind words! It really help me not being lazy and write, write write! BTW, I love your story, "Erestor's Secret"; can't wait to see what happens next.
Tenar10r:"blush" thank you! Actually, I've learned English about 20 years ago at school of all places! So I'm rusty here and there and I'm considering taking lessons again to refresh my memory. Here's the last chapter of this little thing, I hope you like it!
Anon: Many many thanks for your review! And of course, you were right about the water in the bath, I've missed that! And for the record, I'm a very big fan of Erestor/Glorfindel too. I wrote this with the pairing E/M mainly because I wanted to tell a story about finding love right under your nose and seeing the people you work with day after day under a new light. Does that makes sense? :-)
DarkDreamer: No problem about the recommended reading! I've put there authors I love most and IMHO, some of the best stories here! And the bad elf thing? Yeah, I like it too!

Happy reading everyone!
Maelle.


Chapter 3


-Hmm...punish, yes. But let me think: how should I punish you? said Erestor.

-Perhaps in the same manner Elladan and Elrohir were punished by Lord Elrond when they were elflings.

Erestor remembered right away the incident Melpomaen was referring to. When they were young, the Twins had been quite a handful for everybody in Imladris. However, their many pranks were always pretty harmless. Until the day when they had the wonderful idea to feed the Lord Glorfindel one of their concoctions. The day before, they had observed their father working in the Healing Wing and they had seen him prepare some potion for patients. They thought that blending healing herbs and water was the best fun one could have and since they had decided to follow Lord Elrond’s example and become Healers themselves, why not begin now? Therefore, they took a wide variety of herbs and roots and worked them into a fine looking mixture. The only problem was that they did not know what this new medicine was doing. So they thought about feeding it to someone unsuspecting. Unfortunately for him, Glorfindel was the first one they saw and while Elrohir was distracting him, Elladan added the strange mixture to the Balrog Slayer's cup of tea. The result was a catastrophe. Glorfindel went into some kind of delirious state when he thought, at first, that he was a chicken. He wanted to be trimmed for cooking. Then, he wanted to cut Erestor's hair so it could be knitted into a shirt for himself. After that, he stripped and ran around all of Imladris naked, screaming that fur was growing on his body. In the end, Elrond had to knock the fame warrior unconscious and had him tied down to his bed until the effects of the Twins' medicine wore off. It was then that for the only time in their lives the young terrors were physically punished.

Elrond took them one after another, laid them on his knees and gave them a spanking. He did not hurt them of course; giving them only a couple of blows each. However, the humiliation they felt, coupled with the scare they got when they saw poor Glorfindel trying to jump from the highest roof of the Last Homely House was enough to remember never to play with their father's things again.

A shiver of excitement ran through Erestor's body. Spanked. Melpomaen wanted to be spanked. That was the most delectably sinful idea the young elf has had so far.

-That is...he began to say. Get out of the tub; he added, suddenly fearful that Mel would change his mind if he waited to long to take a decision.

So they both got out. Erestor sat down on the stoned step used to get into the bathtub. That was perfect, sturdy and stable. He eyed Melpomaen while he was drying himself. His protégé had not found his release yet and his cock was trying desperately to enter his navel. It was also dripping constantly and Erestor had to fight the urge to taste the delicious offering standing in front of him. Suddenly, he had an idea. The silk ribbon he had removed from his hair earlier was right there, on the floor. He picked it up.

-Come here, he said to Mel. Let me show you what a disobeying elf like you deserve.

Mel saw what Erestor was holding in his hand and understood immediately what he meant. His cock jumped in appreciation. This was getting dirtier by the minute and he did not want it any other way. He stood before Erestor and let him tie the silk ribbon at the base of his shaft.

-This way, he said, you will not be able to come before I want you to. Now, on my knees, you bad little thing.

Melpomaen position himself the best he could on Erestor's knees. He realized with a certain delight that his poor mistreated cock would rob mercilessly on the Advisor's thigh with each blow and he moan at the idea. Erestor looked down at the magnificent ass displayed for him. The perfect globes were round, firm and creamy white. He ran his hand on them to appreciate the softness. Without warning the first blow came. Slap! Mel moved a bit and moaned. Rapidly, Erestor found a rhythm. A blow for each cheek followed by blows to the upper tights and back to the cheeks again. The delicate skin went from white to rosy, to a very angry red. After a few minutes, Mel was sobbing openly.

-Does that hurt? asked Erestor.

-Yes!

-Do you want me to stop?

-No! please...

So he went on for a few moments. Erestor vaguely thought that his hand was probably hurting as bad as Mel's derrière but he did not care. This was the most arousing thing he had ever experienced. He could feel Mel's shaft poking into his thigh and his own cock was already hard, so soon after the mind-blowing orgasm he had had. Erestor went into a frenzy, lending blow after blow on the mistreated behind. However, his arm was getting tired and he could barely feel his hand. He stopped suddenly and looked at the result of his efforts. Melpomaen was panting and shivering; his ass was red and the skin swollen. It was then that Erestor was filled with the need to taste his young assistant in his most private place.

-Get up, he said, his voice low with arousal. Kneel on the stone and use the side of the bathtub for support.

Still shaking, Melpomaen did as he was told. He spreaded his knees on the stone and put his bent head on his crossed arms, effectivly resting on the side of the bathtub. Erestor kneeled behind him. Carefully, he opened the angry cheeks until he was able to see Mel's entrance. He placed a tentative lick on the puckered opening. Mel moaned and pushed back, indicating that he wanted more. Erestor's tongue began to circle the entrance, licking and slightly sucking it.

-Oh yes, my lord. That feels so good.

Curving his tongue, Erestor pushed it inside as far as he could. Mel purred loudly, pushing back as hard as he could in trying to gain more contact with that devilishly delicious tongue. But Erestor pulled back.

-My lord! came a cry of protest.

Erestor franticly looked around the room. Surely, he thought; there must be one that survived. And indeed, there was; he found it under a chair: his only remaining bottle of oil.

-Don't move.

He went, got it and came back as fast as he could. He opened the little bottle. Lavender. He coated one finger and slowly pushed it inside Melpomaen. He moved it around and rapidly inserted a second, than a third finger. And while he was preparing the young elf, he spoke to him.

-Now, my sweet little rascal, I am going to fuck you so hard you will not be able to sit for a week. Would you like that?

It was then that he found Mel's spot.

-Yes! Oh please, my lord, do not make me wait... any longer.

And it was time he did too because Erestor was becoming so aroused himself that waiting was not an option anymore. He coated his weeping cock with the oil and placing the head at Mel's entrance, he pushed past the tight ring of muscles. Immediately, he was surrounded by tightness and heat. He gave a few moments to Mel to adjust then he began moving, slowly. Erestor wanted to make this moment last as long as possible. The young elf felt so incredibly good around him. However, he knew he would not get his wish because his release was once again approaching rapidly. So Erestor changed his angle a bit and began hitting Mel's prostate over and over again. His assistant was now reduced to a moaning and growling device. He was pushing back against Erestor with as much force as Erestor was pushing against him. It was hard to tell who was fucking whom.

The Advisor remembered the tied cock of poor Mel. He moved his still oiled hand around his hip and reach for the knot. He untied it and rapidly began stroking the hard as steel shaft. Melpomaen screamed something; his release coursing thought his body with such force that he almost passed out. Erestor felt his hand being coated with hot seed that seemed to never want to stop. But he also felt Melpomaen's muscles contract around his shaft and the impossible tightness brought his own orgasm. He called Mel's name over and over again as his semen spilled inside him. Erestor collapsed on top of his lover and they both remained in that position for a long moment.

Finally, Erestor sat back and pulled his still panting assistant into his arms. He looked at his face, still flushed but so beautiful. He said:

-Are you all right?

-I am fine, my lord. That was wonderful--you were wonderful.

-You were too, my surprising Mel. But I think that you can call me Erestor now that we know each other better.

Melpomaen laughed and it was music to Erestor's ears.

-Very well, Erestor.

The Advisor smiled back at him, than said:

-I think we need another bath.

-Yes we do. And might I suggest that you send Lord Elrond a note? He must be wondering where we are by now.

-Good idea. I will tell him that today will be spent bathing and fucking.

-Mmm...yes; wonderful idea.

And remembering what Melpomaen said when he found his release, Erestor said:

-And Melpomaen, I love you too.

The End...for now!