Balrogs, Butterflies & Bondings

Authors Note:

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Diane - Im sorry to hear that your RL is nasty right now...and Im glad
that my storys give you a kind of comfort. I also like storys that give
me that emotional pang...Fishyz (in my recommended reading) storys do
that for me as well as Aglariens and Nikkilings...I get sucked into
their storys and forget my probs for a while...then I start to type
again. Again, thank you for your kind words...:)

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HHS - * bites lip*...uh oh...Weeeell, theirs a hint, but I feel this is
going to fall short of what you want...sorry...:)

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LadyPhated - *Smirks* An hour ay? heheheeh...Ive power read at
times...realy hate it when ya get all involved and then have to stop
mid chap cause ya gotta get to work...grrrr...glad you like that
story...:)

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Ertia - Thank you so much my friend...funny thing is, I picture what I
write...all I kept seeing was Erestor in a dimly lit room, hunched over
these journals...Im glad your enjoying Celeborn...and somehow I get the
feeling your misbehaving on purpose...*clears throat*...but of course I
could be wrong...:)

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B, B & B





Ch31





Thranduil slowly walked down the hall, then opened the door to the
kitchens and stopped cold. Moving back some and remaining still, he
watched as Elrond, who was leaning back against the butcher block
prepping table with his robe open, gently stroked his sons hair as he
pleasured the elven lord.

Elrond threw his head back and moaned as he caressed Legolas's hair
"Aye...my dear one...how you please me...ahh nai...how I love you...my
sweet dear one...how luc...lucky I am to have received you...uhgh...you
as my mate...".

Legolas let Elronds member slowly slip from his lips and licked a trail
to his neck as he stood, then took his mates member in his hand and
stroked the elven lord as he placed his cheek on his chest "And I am
lucky my adar did not kill me for what I did. I have only been your
mate for a very short time and I have never been happier...you want me,
are patient with me, are willing to let me be a warrior to help your
realm And request my help with the nature that surrounds your beautiful
Rivendel...you respect my ways and encourage me...and...and uhh...well,
you are being naughty with me in the kitchens...which I find rather
erotic".

Thranduil slowly backed up and quietly left when Elrond and Legolas
began to giggle and kiss, completely forgetting that he was hungry. The
king
pondered as he walked down the hall, then sighed with the realization
that he was rather lonely, and that he could not recall how long it had
been since he had received affection.

~*~*~

A short time later, as Erestor made his way down the hall, he suddenly
stopped and
froze. Looking to his right, he noticed Thranduil knock on a door. When
it
opened, he saw the king lower his head, then sigh as he whispered
"I...I find you
both to be most fair and kind and...and...".

Elladan and Elrohir both placed a single finger to his lips, then each
caressed a cheek and smiled as they gently embraced the Mirkwood king.
A moment later, they silently pulled him into their room and shut the
door.

~*~*~

When Erestor finally arrived at his and Glorfindels shared chamber, he
opened the door, walked into the bedroom, then gasped and dropped his
jaw.

Glorfindel stilled, then slowly lowered the brush in his hand and put
it
down as he whispered "I was to come and retrieve you...remember?"

Erestor swallowed nervously, fully aware that his love had yet to turn
around and was obviously unhappy at being caught "I...I was reading the
journals and came to where they had no more entry's and...and realized
that that was when they died and I wished to be close to you. Saes
melanin, do not be upset...you look so handsome, naked with paint
splashes on you".

Glorfindel slowly turned and cleared his throat "Do not tell anyone I
paint...saes".

Erestor could see the actual fear in Glorfindels eyes and slowly drew
close, then took his loves hand "If you wish for me not to I will
not...but I must know why, for you have such wonderful talent".

The seneschal sat down on the edge of the bed and sighed as he pulled
Erestor to sit next to him "After I was born, my naneth was attacked by
a warg. She lived, but it mauled her stomach and she could no longer
bare elflings. She was an artist, murals mostly. She finally succumb to
grief and one day my adar found me painting and...and he yanked the
brush from my hand, then replaced it with a dagger and yelled,
"Warriors do Not paint!...and You are a worrier!", I have painted in
secret ever since".

Erestor licked his lips and playfully smeared the paint on Glorfindels
chest "Well, I personally find it wonderful that you are a worrier who
paints...now I have more to converse with you about...after all, I am
Not a worrier and I love the thought of my mate being so...so eclectic
in his talents. Saes Glorfindel...my...my strong quill, do not cease
painting because I know".

The seneschal arched his brow, then sat tall "Alright. I will continue
to paint...but only if you give serious effort to overcome your fear of
the butterflies and learn from Thalion".

Erestor glanced over to the mural, noticed his family's crest above his
head, then smirked when he noticed that something had been added to his
hand "You painted my 'Glorfindel quill' in my hand".

The seneschal winked "Well I could not leave it out...I think it is
sweet that you were so possessive over me before we even met".

Erestor chuckled, then smirked "Alright my lovely quill, I will work
with Thalion and the bu...butterflies. But you Must continue to
paint...and...and add a paintbrush to your hand in the mural like you
did my quill".

Glorfindel chuckled and nodded "Agreed".

~*~*~

Five years had past..........

Erestor slowly walked down the hall to Elronds study. As he entered,
Thranduil inclined his head and smiled as the butterflies flitted about
the dark advisors form.

Elrond sat down and smiled "It is nice to have you here on a visit
Thranduil, Elladan and Elrohir will return from patrol tomorrow and I
know they will be overly pleased to see you again".

The king lightly blushed and then smirked "Well, they are always a joy
to be around".

Legolas rolled his eyes and gave his father a nudge with his elbow and
Thranduil waved his hand "But saes, do not let my presence disrupt your
morning meeting".

Elrond nodded, then looked to his love. Legolas winked back at him,
then began to read his report on the seedlings in the nursery, that the
trees are quite content with their placements, what he noticed when he
was on patrol, and that he would like to change the color of the bed
sheets in their private chamber.

Thranduil snorted as Elrond shook his head chuckled "Aye, your ion
likes to try and sneak little tidbits like that in...the other day I
even found a requisition on my desk...buried between papers that I
needed to sign...for more bows. I think my dear one was hopeing that I
would be in a signing hurry and let that one pass through without
noticing".

Everyone laughed, and Elrond then turned his attention to Glorfindel
and the seneschal quickly threw up his hands "I know I know, I am a
horrible captain that I am unable to catch this anonymous painter that
is filling all the blank walls of the Homely House with murals".

Elrond held up his hand and shook his head "I do not wish for this
artist to cease his or her painting. I just wish to know who it is so
that I may hire them for certain murals I would like done...this artist
is phenomenal".

Glorfindel blinked, then cleared his throat "Well then Elrond...why
don't you place a note on the blank walls you wish for these murals to
be painted on. Perhaps this artist will oblige, you are the lord here
after all".

As Erestor nodded, several butterflies took off from his shoulders and
head "That sounds like a sound idea Quill, you should try that Elrond,
the artist may take requests, especially from you".

Elrond nodded "Alright then, I will try that". The elven lord then
looked down at his papers and Glorfindel and Erestor exchanged a
knowing smile.

When it was finally Erestors turn to read his reports, Thranduil smiled
when the dark advisor said without thought "Ar si saes", then watched
as all the butterflies save one flew out the open window.

Erestor organized his papers, then paused when Thranduil held up his
hand "There is still one on your head Erestor".

The dark advisor lightly shook his head "Oh nay, she does not leave me.
She was injured by one of the mesh frames I used to have in the windows
and Glorfindel had her cared for. When I finally accepted their love
for me and placed my fears aside, she took to staying with me".

Thranduil furrowed his brow "But that would have been what...four or
five years ago? Butterflies do not live that long".

Erestor shrugged "She has not aged since I accepted her company...is
she not lovely? She is a Midnight butterfly".

Thranduil nodded "Nai Erestor, the blue looks quite stunning against
your dark hair".

Erestor shyly smiled, then began to read his report.

~*~THE END~*~





Translations:

Ar si saes ----------Outside now please

Nai ---------------- Yes

Saes --------------- Please

Melanin ------------ My love