May the Valar Protect Them

Title: May the Valar Protect Them (4/4)
Author: Aglarien
Type: FPS
Pairing: Erestor/Glorfindel, Elrond/Erynoron
Rating: NC-17
Disclaimer: Not mine, except for the cats. The great Master Tolkien’s estate owns everything else. I promise to return his elves when I’m done playing with them.
Timeline: 10 years after the elflings arrived in Imladris
Warning: AU
Beta: Since Lady M is working on the MPA awards, I’m posting this one un-betaed. All mistakes are mine.
Summary: Glorfindel and the twins are delayed returning home, and Erestor and their families worry.
Author’s Note: Part of my Enough for Tonight/The Strong Heart/Finding Hope world. A special thank you to AprilMoon for gifting me with this plot bunny, and to Lady Mirfain for the title.

HHS & Suglarplum: Thank you so much for the fb! So glad you liked it!

Part 4

Once the elves had eaten and most of them were resting in the back of the wagon, Glorfindel sat in the front of the wagon with the merchant, and thanked him once again. The man’s kindness almost overwhelmed him after all they had been through, and Glorfindel could sense this one had a good and generous heart. “We are very grateful to you, sir. We have been traveling for many days and were quite hungry and exhausted. I assure you, your kindness will be more than repaid once we reach Rivendell again.”

“Oh, pshaw, wasn’t anything one traveler wouldn’t do for another. And you elves have always treated me kindly. Name’s Thomas by the way. Friends just call me Tom. What did you say your name was?”

“I am Glorfindel.”

“Glorfindel, huh? That’s quite a mouthful. Friends call you anything else?”

“Ummm…how about just Fin? Would that do?”

“Fin it is then. I sure hope that nice Lord Elrond won’t mind me showing up again and him having to put me up. But I suppose he won’t, seeing as how he wanted me to stay ‘til the storm was done and all.”

“Tom, I can personally assure you that Lord Elrond will be more than happy to have you as his guest again, and will be overjoyed to see you,” Glorfindel said with a weary smile.

“Now, how would you know that, Fin? You a friend o’ his?”

“Aye, I am. But there is another reason as well. Lord Elrond’s two sons are among those in the back of the wagon. His eldest son is the one with the broken leg.”

“Well I’ll be. How about that? Does this old heart of mine good to be able to repay some of Lord Elrond’s kindnesses to me, it does.”

“Do you have a family, Tom?”

“I’ve a grown daughter what lives with me and her husband and her little ones in Bree. My son-in-law’s a good lad. He’ll take care of the business for me ‘til I get back. Lost my dear wife a few years back when she took sick. But I know she’s just waiting for me and I’ll be joining her someday. Your Lord Elrond saved my daughter once, you know. She got a wound in my shop when she was just a little thing. Cursed healers in Bree said they had to cut her leg off, but I brought her here and Lord Elrond fixed her right up. Cutting off her leg would have killed my little girl. You have a family, Fin?”

“Aye, I do. We have three precious children. Two boys and a girl. My mate and I adopted them a little over ten years ago when their parents were killed.”

“Well, that’s real nice. Didn’t have any others of your own?”

Glorfindel wasn’t sure how to answer, but then realized that Tom was the type of man who probably would understand, and surely he had seen other male couples in Imladris before. “My mate is male, Tom, so you see, my husband and I cannot have natural children.”

“Ah….I understand, Fin. I’ve seen lots of male couples in Rivendell. You know, I must say, I don’t care to see them among men, but with you elves, it just seems natural like, you know? Doesn’t seem out of place at all. Guess that’s why God made us different. So your mate, is he a good father? He like having the elflings?”

“Aye. He is a wonderful father, and a wonderful mate,” Glorfindel said softly. “The best.”

Tom grinned. “Like my Martha, then. She was the best, too.”

“What kind of business do you have, Tom?” Glorfindel asked.

“Leather goods – I make belts, harnesses, saddles. You name it, if it’s out of leather, we make it. That nice Lord Erstor even gives me books to fix for him sometimes, when the old leather covers start wearing apart. Lord Erstor was real good to my girl, you know, when she was in Rivendell. Used to come and read to her all the time. And he sent his helpers, names of Mel and Vel if I remember, little elves like Lord Erstor is, and they taught her to read and write. Imagine that. We get a lot of business in Bree now, her writing and reading letters for folk. And then she taught me and her Bill and her little ones. So now Lord Elrond has me watch out for books to bring him, too. Always buys whatever books I bring to him, he does. That Lord Erstor sure is nice.”

Glorfindel grinned. “Aye, he is. He is wonderful. The best.”

Tom gave Glorfindel a funny look, and the elf burst out laughing. “Forgive me, Tom, but you see, Lord Erestor is my husband.”

“Well I’ll be. Fry me for a fish. How about that! I’ll be. You wedded to that nice Lord Erstor. Well, I’ll be.” Tom shook his head in amazement. “You know, Fin, if you don’t mind me saying so, you and the others are looking kind of worse for the wear. Ol’ Dan here and I, we rested a ways back. You think we need to give those horses of yours a rest? Up ahead a ways is a place a bit off the road I found where the trees are so thick they block the rain. We rested there on the way out. How ‘bout if we stop for a bit so your horses can rest a little out of the rain. There’s plenty of dead wood there for a fire, and a cup of tea sure would be nice about now.”

Glorfindel’s mouth practically watered at the thought of a good hot cup of tea. “I think that is a fine idea, Tom. I am sure we would all love a cup of tea.” And they could finally fix the healing tea for Elladan.
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Erynoron slept with his head on Elrond’s lap, and the elflings’ sleeping heads rested on Erestor’s lap and legs.

Elrond and Erestor sat, awake, watching the scenes unfold in their minds, and speaking quietly. When his sons slept, Elrond dozed, and when Glorfindel slept, Erestor fell into reverie. And so the night slipped by.

In the morning, the rain had slowed to a drizzle, and Elrond sent out a patrol to meet the travelers at Imladris’ border and escort them home.

All day long Erestor and Elrond watched their progress, and when they finally crossed the Bruinen and passed Imladris’ border, smiles lit their faces. The elflings kept running out to check the courtyard, and Erestor and Elrond paced impatiently. Night came, and the elflings were allowed to stay up and wait with their Ada Restor.

In the early hours of the morning, the wagon finally lumbered into the courtyard. Elves arrived to take all the exhausted horses to the stables, including Dan, and give them the best of care. The families of the four weary guards happily whisked them home to rest.

Thomas stood and grinned, watching as three of the most beautiful children he had ever seen ran out of the house screaming “Ada” and threw themselves at Fin, covering him with kisses. And then that nice Lord Erstor hugged and kissed Fin like he hadn’t seen him in a year, and didn’t seem to care that his nice robes got covered with mud. And Lord Elrond and a real pretty blond elf near squeezed the breath out of his sons with hugs.

Chuckling, he turned back to the wagon to get what he needed, and was suddenly squished between two elves. Nice Lord Elrond and Lord Erstor were thanking him and hugging him, and of all things, he blushed. And then Fin brought his elflings over to meet him and the elflings hugged him and thanked him for bringing their Ada home, and Lord Elrond told the elf Mel to take him to their best guest room with its own bathroom, and arrange for him to have everything he needed, including a good hot meal with wine. As he followed Mel into the house, he said, “Well, I’ll be. Fry me for a fish. I had to come back here anyway. Couldn’t just leave Fin and the others to walk the rest of the way, you know?”

Erestor kept his arm around Glorfindel as he led him back to their rooms. When they arrived, he said, “Gailion, will you go and start a bath for your Ada, please? And pour in plenty of sandalwood oil. Amdiriel, can you go to the dining room and pour a glass of miruvor and bring it to the bathroom? Is miruvor all right, love?” Glorfindel nodded and smiled. “Faelion, you go and find a nice soft night robe for your Ada, all right?”

Erestor led Glorfindel into the bathroom and removed his weapons, muddy boots and muddy clothing, dumping everything in a corner to deal with later. He carefully removed the bandages from his torn knees and legs, and found them nearly healed. “All right, love, into the nice bath with you and I’ll wash your hair. You just relax and soak while we take care of you.”

Glorfindel sank into the warm water with a moan, then sighed as he laid back. Erestor stripped, tossed his muddy robes on top of the other clothes, and slipped into the bath behind his mate.

Amdiriel put the glass of miruvor into Glorfindel’s hand. “Thank you, sweetheart,” Glorfindel said, raising the glass to his lips and drinking. “Oh, that is lovely.” He set the glass on the floor as Erestor ran water through his hair, then moaned and closed his eyes, when long fingers started massaging his scalp.

Gailion rolled up his sleeves and started massaging his Ada’s feet under the water. He smiled when Glorfindel moaned, “Oh….feels so good.”

Faelion brought in two robes, then he and Amdiriel each took a cleaning cloth, poured oil on it, and started gently cleaning his chest, arms and legs.

When the children were done, Gailion said, “We will go to bed now, Ada, so you and Ada Restor can have some alone time. We’re so happy you’re home safe again, Ada.” Then each elfling in turn leaned over and kissed their adas goodnight, and ran off, giggling, to their room.

“Oh, Erestor what wonderful elflings we have. I love you all so much. All I could think about was I had to get home to you all. I kept seeing pictures of you all in my mind…dreaming about you. I kept trying to talk to you, but I could not reach you.”

“I saw pictures of you in my mind as well, my love. Elrond thinks it was just a different way of our communicating.” Erestor poured oil in his hands and started massaging away the tense muscles in Glorfindel’s neck, shoulders, and back. “We will speak of it tomorrow, my love. For now, just relax and let me take care of you.”

When Glorfindel was clean and relaxed, his hair rinsed, and the water was beginning to lose its warmth, Erestor said, “Come, my love, it is time to get you out before you fall asleep.” He helped Glorfindel out, dried him with a fluffy towel, helped him into his robe, and then sat him in front of the fire. After quickly drying himself and putting on his own robe, Erestor ran to the kitchen and fixed a bowl of rich, hot soup from the pot he had simmering, and took it to his tired mate.

He fed Glorfindel every spoonful, then dried the golden hair in front of the fire, rubbing it with a towel and not worrying about any tangles for the night. Pulling Glorfindel up, he removed their robes and helped him into bed. By the time Erestor curled up next to him and laid the golden head on his shoulder, his husband was fast asleep.
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~The Following Night~

Erestor smoothed the lush black fur over the bed. It was so soft and decadent to lie on. Glorfindel had presented him with it that afternoon, fully cleaned and restored. Erestor pushed aside his apology for having had to use it and kissed Glorfindel soundly. He had never seen such a beautiful fur before. All afternoon he had been planning his little surprise.

Glorfindel had excused himself after dinner to go and visit with Thomas for a bit, promising to be back within the hour. The elflings helped him set the candles around the bedroom, Gailion brought in the carafe of wine and glasses, and Amdiriel and Faelion picked fragrant roses. Then Erestor bustled them away to Mel and Tur with kisses and hugs and a promise to fetch them early in the morning for breakfast, and the elflings giggled at the surprise their Ada had planned for Ada Glor. Not that they knew all of it, of course.

Returning to their rooms, Erestor lit all the candles, took a very quick bath with lots of heady sandalwood oil, combed his hair loose and free, just the way Glorfindel liked it best, and left a trail of red rose petals from their outer door to their bed. The bedroom door he left open just a crack. He took the bottle of sandalwood oil, carefully prepared himself for his mate, and left the bottle on their night table. Pulling two red ribbons out of a drawer, he tied the longer one around his neck, leaving a lovely large bow in the front, and tied the shorter one around his now erect penis. Crawling to the center of the bed, he arranged himself seductively…. waited…. leapt up and poured the wine in the glasses, arranged them carefully on the night table, crawled back on the black fur to arrange himself seductively again, and…. waited.

It wasn’t long before Glorfindel returned. It was too quiet. He looked around the darkened room, lit only by the fire, then checked the children’s room. Empty. Where was everyone? And then the light from the fire revealed the trail of rose petals. Following them slowly, he grinned as he came to the bedroom he shared with Erestor. Opening the door carefully, he found the bedroom awash in soft candlelight. The trail of petals led to the bed. Erestor was lying on the black fur, ivory skin shining in the pale candlelight, twirling a lock of dark hair around a long finger, and smiling at him seductively. The crimson satin glowed against the pale skin in the light.

“Where are the children?” Glorfindel’s voice was heavy and deep with want.

“With Mel and Tur for the night. You have me all to yourself tonight, lover. Care to unwrap your present?”

Glorfindel could not strip off his clothing off fast enough. Boots flew across the room, followed by popping buttons, torn tunic, and leggings he’d ripped off when the tie tangled.

Erestor smirked. “A little anxious to get at your present, lover? Did my big warrior miss his little councilor?” he purred.

Glorfindel snorted and hurriedly crawled onto the bed. “You are about to find out just how much, my adorable little elf.” He flicked the bows on the ribbons with a finger. “Hmmm…I think I’ll just leave my present wrapped for a bit. I would not want to unwrap it and use it up all at once.”

Erestor laughed and pulled the golden head down for a passionate kiss.

Wrapping Erestor in his arms, Glorfindel deepened the kiss, then licked his way up to an ear tip, suckling on it until his mate was writhing and wailing beneath him. “Did my little councilor miss his big warrior?” he asked huskily.

“Oh…aye, love. Please, my love, have me. I am all ready for you. Please, do not make me wait. I missed you so much,” Erestor moaned.

“You are ready for me?” Glorfindel looked down into the dark eyes he loved and smiled.

Erestor nodded, then reaching for the bottle of oil on the table, quickly opened it and poured some into his hand. Wrapping his hand around Glorfindel’s hard and ready shaft, he gently coated it with oil. “Don’t you want to put your hard cock inside of me right now? In one hard thrust, quickly taking me?” His hand moved slowly but firmly up and down Glorfindel’s length. “Thrusting in and out…in and out…just as hard and fast as you want. Oh…you feel so good in me…thrusting hard…making me scream your name…making me cry out for more. Don’t you want that now, lover?” Erestor whispered, sex dripping from his honeyed words.

Glorfindel roared. Sweet Elbereth, he loved it when Erestor got like this, when he wanted him so baldly he’d do anything to get Glorfindel inside of him. Lifting his husband’s legs to his shoulders, he thrust his hard length into the welcoming channel hard and fast.

Erestor cried out in pleasure and gripped Glorfindel’s biceps, then his shoulders, as his warrior pounded him down into the fur. The combination of the hard body above him and the deep, soft fur below was driving him wild. “More…more…oh!…harder…Glor..fin…del!”

“You…like that…baby? You like it…when I…slam…my hard…cock…. inside you? When I…make you scream? Feel it…baby…my…sexy…sexy…baby.” Glorfindel whispered into a perfectly pointed ear, before sucking it into his mouth and making Erestor scream and buck up against him.

Erestor clung to Glorfindel’s neck. “Please!” he wailed, “Please…take the ribbon…off…touch me…touch me…please, baby.”

Glorfindel could never refuse Erestor anything when he called him “baby”. He reached between them and fumbled until he got the bow untied, then wrapped his fingers around Erestor’s weeping cock, stroking it firmly. “So…close…kiss me,” he panted.

Erestor latched his mouth onto his mate’s and thrust his tongue deeply in the sweetness that was Glorfindel, whimpering. Two more thrusts and firm strokes on his shaft, and Erestor was screaming his husband’s name and erupting over his hand.

Another thrust, and Glorfindel roared Erestor’s name, pushing himself deeper into the depths of his lover, emptying himself with pulsing bursts and sobbing breath.

The golden lights fell unnoticed around the two sated lovers. Minutes passed and breathing slowed and became even once again.

“Oh, Erestor, my love. You are amazing. Oh, it is so very good to be home again. I love you, forever, my Erestor,” Glorfindel whispered.

“Welcome home, my forever love, my Glorfindel. I love you,” Erestor purred.

~The End~