The Fire Dance

Authors Note:

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F.F. - *Blushes* Thank you very much and Im glad you are enjoying the
story so far. *Hangs head in shame* I know, I know, I tend to end my
chapters with cliffys, oddly enough I do not mean to do that...but rest
assured that I always finish my storys and the wait is not usually long
for updates. I think the longest I went between posting was 4-5 days
and that was because I was sick. If your interested in some other good
storys with Erestor, go to my recommended reading, Fishyz and Aglarien
and Nickkling have written some wonderful ones with Erestor in them. My
other storys have Erestor as well, like Sapphire Eyes, Gifts and old
Traditions and Forbidden Falls...welcome back to the fandom my
friend...:)

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Macheil - Thank you. *Smacks self* Im sorry, I forgot to put the
translations at the bottom again...Adan/Edain = Man/Men (Mortal
humans). Sorry about that...:)

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TopazKat - Nope, just normal entry pain, no splitting in
half...*Snort*...Haldir is such a nice brother ay? And yes, Erestor has
some nice tickle toys!...:)

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Ertia - Elladan gentle healer, kind elf. Feeling better from my
Elladan. *Rubs hands together with evil grin* Blindfolded Glorfindel
and tickle armed Erestor! Cant go wrong there! HA!...:)

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Nickkling - Yeeees Go Rumil Go! *Snort* How ya be? Any new thoughts on
Songs of the spirit?...:)

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Authors Note 2: Thank you to Charlie for helping me with a question I
had about this chap...Thank you! ~DarkDreamer





The Fire Dance





Ch38





Elladan moaned loudly as he thrust "Oh...Rumil...you have no...idea how
good you...feel!"

Rumil panted as his body was gently rocked "I...thought you had...done
this before, with your...ex-lover"

Dropping his head down and burying his face in his loves neck, Elladan
breathed heavily "I told you...all I did was...enter and thrust
once...I
have never been able...to do this...oh Valar! You feel so good...my
sweet one...my Rumil!"

Rumil wrapped his arms around his loves neck and whimpered "I
want...more of you...saes...the bed...let us move to the bed"

The elder twin slowed, then gently pulled out, picked Rumil up and
carried him to the bed. The youngest of three moved to his hands and
knees and lightly spread his legs "Hurry, I am going mad with you out
of me!"

Elladan took to his knees behind him and began to tenderly inspect
Rumils entrance "There is no damage, no tearing, no...no blood...Ru,
you still feel no pain?"

"Nay I feel only pleasure...now get back on me! I want you in me
saes...I...oh saes Ella, hurry before I go mad!!"

Elladan quickly applied more oil and gently sunk into his slighter
loves
heat. Trying to be careful, Elladan resumed his gentle thrusts, then
gasped as Rumil began to meet them with more force "More Ella saes!
Harder! Oh have me fully saes!!"

The elder twin watched as Rumil threw his head back and wailed as he
released, his muscles gripping his length, pushing him over the edge.
Elladan suddenly stilled, groaned loudly, then spilt his seed deep
within the young warrior before him "Ru...Rumil!"

Both collapsing to the bed, Elladan slowly withdrew and inspected
Rumils
entrance again "Still, all looks normal...how...how do you feel my
love?"

Rumil quickly moved close and nuzzled Elladans chest as he purred "Oh I
feel...you spilt in me did you not? I could feel it...it felt so
wonderful...and now...now I feel all tingly inside"

"Tingly?"

"Aye, tingly and...and at peace. Oh Elladan, my strong warrior!"

Elladan smiled as Rumil continued to purr against him "I know not what
I
did to receive such a gift from the Valar, but I thank them" then
wrapped his arms around him and held him tight.

~*~*~

Erestor slowly moved closer "Can you see anything?"

"Nay"

"Good"

The dark advisor then grabbed the narrow paintbrush and gently dragged
it
along Glorfindels ribs "I want to know what you were like as an elfling"

*Shudder* "Uh...alright, what do you wish to know?"

Erestor dragged the bristles over the curve of his husbands hip, then
smiled as the seneschal jolted "Ahh! Hahaha...hey!"

"Oooo...did I find a spot? Good...now tell me, what did you do for fun
as an elfling"

"Ahhhh! Hahaha I used to...Ahh! Hey! How am I to answerrrhrhrhr hahaha
if you do not...cease...*gasp*...Woohoo that really...tic...tickles!!"

*Snort* "Does it? I hadn't noticed...now answer me"

"I liked to plant things...I had a...*giggle*...garden"

Erestor arched his brow "Did...did you just giggle?"

"Nay, of course not"

*Dragging of bristles*

*Snort/Giggle*

"You did! You giggled like an elleth!!"

"I most certainly did Not!"

Erestor took pity on his golden husband, knowing that he could use
this knowledge at a later time. It was not every day that one found out
that the great balrog slayer of old giggled like a tiny elleth when
the curve of his hip was tickled "Alright, so you had a garden...what
else did you do for fun?"

Glorfindel took a deep breath "I...I used to take chalks and color the
pictures in my adars books"

Erestor furrowed his brow "He could not have been happy about that"

"Nay, when he found out he was rather upset...needless to say, that was
something I did only until I was caught. Then I was punished. But it
was fun, and you asked me what I did for fun"

The dark advisor put down the paintbrush and picked up the feather
"Continue"

"Well let me see...Hmmm...Ahh! What is that! The feather?!"

"Aye"

"Well that is not fair! All males are ticklish there! Or at least
sensitive!"

Erestor continued to drag the feather over Glorfindels sacks and smiled
"So? You are supposedly ticklish on the small of the back, so the twins
say, and now I discovered that your hips are ticklish...I must search
for other places Findel. Now, continue, what else did you do"

As Erestor dragged the feather over every inch of Glorfindels skin, the
seneschal blurted out "I liked to read! Climb trees! Ride! Draw!
Ahhaha!
Alright wait...*pant*... daro for a second!!"

Having found four definite tickle spots, Erestor stopped and waited as
Glorfindel tried to catch his breath and thought 'Tend to plants,
color, read, climb trees, ride, draw...everything he has mentioned, one
can do alone', "Findel? How many friends did you have as an elfling?"

*Pant* "Er...none really"

"None? That surprises me, you are such a social elf"

*Pant/Gasp* "Well, I was a young lord, back in those days we were
a...uh...different class shall we say. The other elflings avoided me"

"Im so sorry Findel, that must have been a lonely time for you...no
wonder you are so social now"

Glorfindel shifted and sighed "Well, I was lonely for a while. Then I
met Cirdan, he was traveling and came across me as I was rescuing some
baby rabbits. Their naneth was killed and I tended to them. Not long
after that, I befriended Ecthelion. He being a young lord as well
understood the lonelyness...so I had Ecthelion to spend time with, and
then began to correspond with Cirdan"

Erestor slowly put down the feather, then grabbed the jar of oil "Well,
at least you had them...I only had Miradel. You can imagine how insane
I
was. Do not get me wrong, I love my sister dearly, but she took it upon
herself to be both my sister and Naneth...and she was overbearing
Before we were attacked...the attack just made her more...intence"

Glorfindel licked his lips as Erestor slowly straddled his hips
"Erestor?"

"Shhh, I am done tickling you for now...now I just want you"

The seneschal braced himself as his dark husband coated his quickly
rising length, then moaned as Erestor gently sat down upon him
"Mmmm...nice. Are you going to unblindfold me now?"

"Nay"

"Wicked...you wicked little paper stroker! Taking advantage of a bound
and blindfolded elf!"

"Aye, now hush...this rabbit wishes to receive a good humping"

~*~*~

Three weeks had past........

Having become routine, everyone sat down to morning meal.

As the meal progressed, Elrond slowly leaned over and smiled as he
whispered "Thran my love, you seem to be taking that last size
well...perhaps tonight we could try?"

Thranduil arched his brow and smiled back "Aye Rondy, I think it is
time we try again"

After a few, the half-elven lord looked over at Rumil "Are you alright?"

The youngest of three swayed slightly as he nodded, one hand grasping
onto the table to steady himself. It seemed to work, but suddenly, he
stood
and violently vomited all over table.

TBC..........................................



Translations:

Daro ------------------------- Stop

Naneth ----------------------- Mother