An uir

Elrond didn’t come to dinner. Erestor couldn’t think of anything else except his Lord and love of his life. Where was Elrond and what was he thinking at that moment? Erestor ate quickly and hurried back to his rooms, followed by Glorfindel.



He had bathed before dinner and the only thing he had to do, was make his appearance more suitable. Erestor had changed his usual formal robes. Now he wore robes made of the finest silk. Its midnight blue suited him beautifully, making his skin to glow and his hair and eyes shine brightly. Under the robes, he had secret which he didn’t want to share even with Glorfindel. These robes were so thin that with them he usually needed to wear some undergarments, but tonight he didn’t. He was determined to do everything he could to make Elrond accept that they belonged together. Erestor was ready to seduce his Lord, if necessary. Hot tremors washed over him when he thought of Elrond in bed with him, without any barriers between them.



Erestor sat in front of mirror while Glorfindel combed his hair. He didn’t braid his hair but allowed it to fall in ebony waves down his back. When Glorfindel was finally finished, Erestor rose and met his friend’s gaze.



“Well, this is it. Wish me luck, Glor. I must admit that I’m terrified,” Erestor said softly.



“Are you sure about this? Anything could happen, even if he has declared his love. I can imagine that he isn’t very happy about how I pressed him to reveal everything. Elrond is one of the most stubborn elves I know. It takes much to turn his head,” Glorfindel reminded him.



“I know. But I must to try. My life is scattered already and failure won’t make my situation any worse. Thus, I have at least a little hope for the better. I love him so much, you know. I’m not sure if I can continue without him anymore.”



“I truly hope that you will succeed. You deserve only the best.”



Erestor hugged his friend tightly.



“You are always so good to me,” he whispered.



“How could I not be? You so dear to me, tór dithen (little brother),” Glorfindel said, gently holding him close. “And I’m sure that he can’t resist you if you are really going to seduce him,” he whispered mischievously.



Erestor blushed.



“H... how did you know?” he stammered.



“Ai, pen velui (lovely one). You are so sweet when you blush and the answer to your question is, that I’m not blind. Your clothing, or rather lack of them, is just the right one for seducing. Your sure to get Elrond on his knees before he realize what hit him.” Glorfindel smirked.



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Erestor’s heart started to race when he finally stood outside Elrond’s door. He hesitated only one moment before knocking. He got no answer. Nor any signal that Elrond was in his rooms. Erestor wondered what to do, but finally he decided to go on. He couldn’t turn back now, not when he finally had gathered his courage. He tried two more times to knock, but when nobody came to the door, he check to see if it was unlocked.



It was and silently Erestor crept in. He locked the door and scanned around the almost dark room. Finally, he saw Elrond on the couch, deep in slumber. Erestor sat next to the sleeping half-elf and leaned closer. His heart ached when he saw trail of tears on his beloved’s face. It was obvious that Elrond had cried himself into sleep. Erestor held his hand out and smoothed Elrond’s brow gently.



Elrond woke with a start. When his mind focused, he found himself staring straight to Erestor’s dark eyes and he drowned into their depth.



“Erestor? Are you all right?” he said shakily. Why had he come?



“I’m not all right, nor are you, meleth nín (my love).” Erestor whispered, he held a serious express on his beautiful face.



“What did you just say?” Elrond asked stunned. He certainly hadn’t heard right, did he?



“You heard me without fail. I called you, meleth nín. I love you, Elrond with all my heart and I want you to be mine, as I am already yours.”



“How can that ever be? I have hurt you terribly, treated you cruelly. How can you still love me, after all you had to endure?” Elrond asked sadly, daring not to trust Erestor’s words.



“Let me show you how.” Erestor whispered and took Elrond’s hand. Without hesitation, he slid it inside his robes and pressed it upon his heart. He sighed when he felt Elrond’s fingertips touching his bare skin. This slight contact felt so incredible and his heart started to race.



“Do you feel it?” Erestor finally asked.



“What?” Elrond breathed.



“My heart, it's beating only for you. I burn for you. Do you feel how much I want to love you, to be yours and only yours till the end of Arda?”



Elrond tried to say something, but found that he couldn’t. The only thing he knew was how soft and warm was Erestor’s skin under his hand. How his eyes shone with love and devotion. It was as if Elrond’s hearts desire had finally become truth. If only he could move, say something, show someway how much he loved him.



Silence between them continued. Erestor tried to think what more he could say to convince Elrond. But finally his heart fell. Surely Elrond would have already said something if he really wanted him. When he started to turn away, Erestor tried to surpree his tears, but failed miserably. Was it really so, that he was destined to live without love? Was it really so, that he didn’t deserve happiness?



Erestor’s sobs finally stirred Elrond from his trance, and he moved forward, to pull Erestor in his arms. He held his meleth tightly against his chest wondering how perfect Erestor fit in his arms, as if he had always been there. How good it felt to finally let go and hold his beloved close.



“I’m so sorry. I was just so stunned that I couldn’t say anything. I was sure that I had lost you forever after all that I had done to you. And now...I made you crying once more, but never again, Erestor nín (my Erestor). I want you to be mine forever. I have wanted that for a very long time. No more tears, meleth nín, just this.” Elrond whispered and captured Erestor’s lips in searing kiss. He poured all his love into that first mind-blowing touch. Erestor’s mouth was so sweet; his kisses were more intoxicating than any wine. Elrond’s heart wept with joy, his faer (soul) reached out and touched Erestor's. He finally accepted Erestor’s love, accepted the truth. Elrond didn’t want to ever let his beloved go again.



Erestor had never felt anything like this. He had never been kissed in that way, possessively, but so gently that he felt his heart almost burst with love. Elrond pulled him even closer, caressing him until he melted against the peredhel. When they finally broke the kiss, Erestor’s senses reeled and he tried to catch his breath. He met Elrond’s gaze and saw those gray orbs blazing with devotion and love, so powerful that it made his heart nearly stop beating.



“Erestor... Erestor nín. I want you to be mine forever. Would you bind with me? Would you let me love you until the end of Arda?" Elrond said softly, stroking the long, raven tresses tenderly away from Erestor’s face. The elf leaned into his touch, his beautiful eyes in tears.



“I want to be yours. I already am with every fiber of my being, ind nín (my heart).” Erestor whispered.



“Do you want formal celebration, meleth nín? I would do anything to make you happy.” Elrond asked. Never again did he want to hurt this utterly astonishing creature. Erestor had suffered more than enough for his denial. He wanted nothing more than carry this elf in his bed and keep him there forever, but only if Erestor wanted the same. Elrond would wait if his beloved wanted formal bonding ceremony.



“I don’t need it, nor do I want to wait and waste any more moments. I want you to make love to me tonight and make me yours.”



Erestor spoke with so much passion that he realized only afterwards, what he had just said. What if Elrond wanted them to wait? He felt himself blushing furiously when Elrond lifted his chin, making their gazes to meet. Erestor’s worries faded when he saw Elrond’s express. He saw tears in those beautiful gray eyes, but also unconditional love.



“I’m so glad that you said that, mir nín (my treasure). It would have been very hard for me to wait. Have you any idea how beautiful you are or how much I want you right now?” Elrond said, smiling gently. He pulled Erestor closer, to be sure that this was really true. How many nights he had dreamed of this moment and then cried himself to sleep, after noticing it was all just wonderful dream... too good to be true.



“I love you more than life itself, and my home is in your heart, now and forever. Linnon an meleth vîn...For you my soul is singing, for you and only you my heart is beating. You are the only love of my life, the other part of my soul, my beloved and cherished spouse from this moment till eternity. Every day I thank Valar for you, for your love, for your very being.”



Erestor listened to Elrond’s warm voice, tears in his eyes. Finally, he had his beloved right where he wanted: in his arms, and in his heart... forever. He leaned closer and kissed Elrond’s tears away before he started his own wow.



“I love you more than life itself, and my home is in your heart, now and forever. Linnon an meleth vîn...For you my soul is singing, for you and only you my heart is beating. You are the only love of my life, the other part of my soul, my beloved and cherished spouse from this moment till eternity. Every day I thank Valar for you, for your love, for your very being.”



Erestor had hardly said his last words when Elrond kissed him with an ardor that nearly took his breath away. He felt his whole being begin to stir and burst into hot waves of passion.



“Erestor... Erestor nín... Gerich veleth nín... an uir (You have my love, forever).” Elrond whispered between their kisses. He scooped his new hervenn (husband) in his arms and carried him to bed.