Erestor's Gift

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Title: Erestor’s Gift (5/?)
Author: Aglarien
Type: FPS
Pairing: Erestor/Glorfindel, Elrond/Melpomaen
Rating: NC-17
Disclaimer: Alas, not mine. The great Master Tolkien’s estate owns everything. I promise to return his elves when I’m done playing with them.
Warning: None, except for fluff. And a lot of hot elf sex.
Summary: Erestor is sure Glorfindel forgot his begetting day, and Elrond meddles.
Author’s Note: Not a part of my usual Erestor/Glorfindel universe.

Chapter 5

Elrond carried Melpomaen to his bed. The smaller elf, in a haze of sated bliss, had his arms wrapped around his lover’s neck and was unabashedly sucking on Elrond’s neck, leaving what would surely be a visible sign of his devotion for all the world to see. Elrond, frankly, could have cared less at that particular moment. All he wanted to do was get Melpomaen to his bed and take him slowly and sweetly, then fast and hard, and maybe slowly and sweetly again. There would be no doubt in Melpomaen’s mind that they were bound by the time they were finished.

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Glorfindel was as hungry for his dark lover as Erestor was for him. Erestor’s words had gone straight to Glorfindel’s groin, and he didn’t think he had ever wanted anything more than to satisfy his lover’s hunger. Releasing a growl, he captured Erestor’s mouth with his own and rolled them over to lie atop his future mate, grinding their straining erections together and kissing him deeply.

Erestor moaned as Glorfindel covered him with his muscled body. In a flash of understanding, he knew he would always want the warrior covering him, protecting him, and holding him. He was fully capable of protecting himself. As most elves were, he was trained in weaponry. He could yield sword and bow with some measure of skill, and knives with deadly precision. He had fought beside Elrond on numerous occasions. It was a different kind of protection Glorfindel offered. It was a protection of his heart, his soul. And then his senses exploded as Glorfindel’s tongue thrust into his mouth and their groins moved together. Grasping his lover’s biceps, he lifted his legs and wrapped them around Glorfindel’s waist, loving the feel of the strong, hard body against his.

Finally forced to break their kiss for air, Glorfindel moved to lap at Erestor’s neck, then gently sucked and nibbled on the soft flesh. “Erestor, my Erestor,” he murmured, “Your legs around me, holding me to you…..there is nothing more beautiful…..so perfect. We fit together so perfectly.” Glorfindel had never felt anything more exquisite than Erestor’s legs surrounding him. If there had been any doubt in his mind about the rightness of their love, it would have left at that moment. No one had ever shown him love as Erestor did. No one had ever molded so perfectly against him, or fit him so perfectly, like they had been made for each other. This was the way that lovers and soul mates should be.

His beloved’s mouth on his neck was doing wondrous things to Erestor that he had never felt before, and when he opened his mouth to speak, no words came out, only a long, plaintive moan. His head rolled to give his lover easier access, unconsciously begging for more. The gentle roaming mouth moved across his neck, his shoulder, into the hollow of his throat, and down his chest, until finding a rosy nipple to latch onto. Releasing a whimpering moan, Erestor arched against Glorfindel.

Erestor’s soft moans were driving Glorfindel mad. He wanted to feel more, to taste more. He moved his mouth to Erestor’s and kissed him deeply, then whispered with his lips against his lover’s, “Let me take your leggings off, my love.” When Erestor’s legs dropped to the floor, Glorfindel ran his hands down his future mate’s lightly muscled chest and abdomen, and rubbed the hard erection under the straining leggings. He swiftly untied Erestor’s leggings, then lifted himself to the side, and removed the smaller elf’s boots. Deciding to rid himself of his own leggings first, he stood and toed his boots off. Standing before Erestor, he slowly slipped his leggings down over his hips.

Erestor laid watching Glorfindel, panting softly, and when the warrior’s leggings dropped over his hips, he could not repress a needy moan. “By the Valar,” he whispered. “Oh, Glorfindel, you are…..impressive…..beautiful……oh, Valar!” The warrior’s member stood proudly against his abdomen, sprouting from a patch of blond curls. Lifting his hips, Erestor shoved his own leggings down, sat up, pulled them off and tossed them across the room. He lay back down and lifted his arms up to Glorfindel. “Come back to me, my love,” he said seductively.

Glorfindel starred at Erestor’s groin. “Erestor, if you think me beautiful, have you ever seen yourself?” He lowered himself and settled on his knees between Erestor’s spread legs. His lover had the most perfect penis he had ever seen. Beautifully formed, it was just the right size for his hand, to say nothing of his mouth, or any other part of his body he cared to think of. The dark hair its base tempted him to run his fingers through it, and the perfectly round, heavy sacs beneath were the most enchanting he had ever seen. Just the right size to be sucked into his hungry mouth and gently teased. “Sweet Elbereth, you are perfect.” He wrapped his hand around Erestor’s length and stroked it firmly. “See how you fit perfectly in my hand.”

Erestor moaned loudly, thrusting up into Glorfindel’s hand. He forced himself up to sit before his lover, and pulled Glorfindel in for a passionate kiss. Grasping the back of Glorfindel’s neck with one hand, he took the warrior’s impressive erection in his other, and matched his lover’s strokes.

Glorfindel groaned into Erestor’s mouth and used his free hand to pull Erestor closer until he was able to spread his legs out and the slighter elf was sitting his lap with their erections crushed together.

Erestor wrapped his legs around Glorfindel’s waist as his lover aligned their members so they were stroking them together, spreading the drops that leaked from each of them down the shafts.

Panting for breath when their kiss finally ended, Erestor’s head rested on Glorfindel’s shoulder. “So….good….Glorfindel…..so….good.”

“This is only the beginning, my love,” Glorfindel whispered into an ear, making his lover shiver. “When I have stroked you to completion, I will take you into my mouth. My tongue will caress your quivering cock before I swallow you. My fingers will explore your body, and thrust into your secret passage as you thrust into my hot, wet mouth.” He felt Erestor tense, and knew he was close. “Thrusting in and out…. in and out….. my fingers inside you and your cock in my mouth. Every hunger you have will be satisfied, as you satisfy my hunger for you. You will come into my mouth again and again, and I will drink you greedily down, swallowing every drop.” They were both so close, his words for Erestor affecting them both. “Come for me, Erestor. Show me how you love me. Come with me now.”

As if on queue, Erestor screamed out his lover’s name, and his seed exploded over their hands, followed a second later by Glorfindel’s, and a roar of the councilor’s name. Long moments later, they finally regained their breath.

“Oh, Glorfindel…..that was so amazing.” Erestor said softly, his head still resting on his lover’s shoulder.

“You are amazing, my love. I hate to move, but I have to get a cloth so we can clean ourselves up, or we will have to sit like this all night.”

Erestor chuckled and slowly moved off of Glorfindel’s lap, being careful not to make a mess on the soft fur rugs. They were so deep and lush, and felt lovely to lie on. He laid back and rested his head on a pillow, watching his lover walk into the bath. My, Glorfindel had a firm and shapely behind, he thought, grinning to himself. He was still grinning when Glorfindel returned with a bowl of warm water, a cleaning cloth, and a towel, along with a bottle of something in his hand.

Glorfindel set everything on the floor and knelt beside Erestor. After giving him a sweet kiss, he gently cleaned Erestor’s hand and stomach. “What are you grinning at, my love?” he asked with a smirk.

“You. I like your….backside,” Erestor answered. “It’s so nice and….firm. Perfect for holding on to.”

Glorfindel laughed as he set the bowl and cloth aside and dried his now cleaned lover. Lying down next to Erestor, he drew him into his arms and kissed him deeply. He ran his hands down the lithe body, eliciting a moan from Erestor.

Erestor wrapped his arms around Glorfindel and moved his mouth down to his lover’s neck, sucking gently, before licking his way to a perfectly shaped ear. “Are you really going to do what you said, my love?” he whispered. He was already hard again, and his pulse was pounding at the thought of what Glorfindel had told him he would do. “Are you going to thrust your fingers into me as you take me into your mouth?” He sucked the tip of Glorfindel’s ear into his mouth, circling it with his tongue.

Glorfindel groaned. “Sweet Elbereth, Erestor, you will be the death of me again if you keep doing that. I never guessed you would be so passionate, so seductive.”

Erestor released the ear and looked at Glorfindel. “I am sorry, Glorfindel. I….it is only for you. I can….stop….be like I was before. I only wanted to….”

“Shhh, love,” Glorfindel said, placing a finger on Erestor’s lips. “You misunderstand me, beloved. I love you, Erestor. I love this new passionate you. I just find it amazing that you hid this side of yourself it so well for so many years. None would guess what lay in wait inside our serious councilor.” Glorfindel smiled, then kissed Erestor sweetly. “I want you always to be like this with me, my seductive, sexy little elf. Just for me.”

“It is only for you, my love. Only you can bring my passion out. Only you will ever know this side of me.” Erestor pushed Glorfindel on to his back and attacked the sweet neck again, purring when Glorfindel moaned. “I love your neck,” he whispered. “And your ears.” He lapped at Glorfindel’s ear. “And your eyes, so dark in passion.” He gently kissed fluttering eyelids. “And your beautiful, soft lips that kiss me so passionately.” He captured Glorfindel’s mouth with his own and thrust his tongue into the sweetness, moaning as his lover’s hands roamed his body and cupped his buttocks. He broke the kiss with a gasp when Glorfindel’s hands parted his cheeks and fingers slid over his opening. “Oh…your hands….I love your hands and what they do to me.” He whimpered as a warm mouth moved across his neck and strong fingers played across his most private spots.

Glorfindel rolled Erestor onto his back and knelt between the shapely legs, running his hands from ankle to hip before lifting them around his waist. Reaching for the bottle of oil he had carried out from the bathroom, he opened it and generously coated several fingers. Leaning forward, he whispered, “I love you, Erestor. I will always love you,” and placed his lips against his beloved’s in a tender kiss. “I love your brilliant mind. I love your sharp tongue that can out argue even Elrond. I love your kindness and generosity that you try to hide. I love your dark hair and soft dark eyes. I love your beautiful body that is mine alone. I love you when your passion consumes you and you want me, and I love satisfying your every desire. I love how your passion makes me say words to you I have never said to another, and I love how my words excite us both. Relax for me, my beautiful one, and let me love you. I want to make you scream with passion. You will cry for release before I am through. You will scream my name and beg me for more.”

Erestor moaned and wound his hands through Glorfindel’s hair, pulling him down for a more passionate kiss.

When their kiss ended, Glorfindel moved back down Erestor’s body, and smiled at his lover’s engorged member. Lowering his head, he lapped the pearl of liquid gathered at the tip. “Mmmm….you taste so good, my love.” He licked from the tip to the base of the beautiful penis, then back to the tip, suckling it in his mouth, tasting Erestor’s sweetness. He ran his tongue around the tip, and gently teased the slit with his tongue.

Erestor writhed beneath the onslaught, whimpering and thrusting his hips up even higher. As Glorfindel’s mouth engulfed his entire length, he wailed and gripped the fur from the rugs in his fingers, nearly tearing it out. Glorfindel’s fingers massaged around his entrance, and when one pushed in, all he could do was moan.

Glorfindel slowly pressed a slick finger inside, groaning as he felt Erestor’s muscles clench tightly around it. Gently, he pulled it out and pressed back in, then added another finger. All the while, his mouth kept moving along the hard shaft, sucking and caressing it with his tongue. Searching for Erestor’s sweet spot, he knew he had found it when Erestor screamed his name and his legs pressed firmly around him. He could feel Erestor was close as he kept teasing the spot with light touches. Using his free hand he gripped the base of Erestor’s cock hard, and smiled around the hard length in his mouth when the councilor wailed loudly. He lifted his head to watch Erestor and the engorged member slipped from his mouth with a ‘plop’.

“Glor!” Erestor screamed. “Please….please….please….let me come!” Hot tears rolls down his face in his desperation to find release.

Glorfindel pressed his fingers around the base of Erestor’s erection harder as his fingers renewed their assault. Three fingers now thrust in hard, striking the hidden spot. In and out, just as he had promised. In and out, hard and fast. “Oh, Erestor….you have never been more beautiful to me. You are so passionate, so wanton for me, my love.”

“Please….please,” Erestor sobbed, his hips rising and pushing down on Glorfindel’s fingers.

“Soon, my beautiful one. Soon I will let you come. I will take you back into my mouth and drink you down.”

Erestor sobbed and screamed, the movement of his hips slamming Glorfindel’s fingers into his hidden spot again and again.

“That’s it, my love. Take yourself. Take yourself hard on my fingers. Oh, you are so beautiful.” Glorfindel took Erestor’s cock into his mouth again, sucking on it hard. His own arousal throbbed with need, but he wasn’t ready to let go of Erestor yet.

The councilor wailed, his fingers pulling through the golden hair as his hips continued to slam down on Glorfindel’s fingers. “Please….please…..please,” Erestor sobbed. “Let me come….let me come.” He thrust into Glorfindel’s hot mouth and pushed down onto his hands.

Glorfindel hollowed his cheeks and sucked hard, then slowly released his fingers from around the hard cock. Quickly gripping his own straining length, he stroked it fast and hard, moaning as Erestor’s seed erupted down his throat and swallowing rapidly. Pulling on himself he came harder than he ever remembered, his seed covering his hand and stomach.

Erestor screamed as he came explosively, again and again. Sobbing with bliss, he collapsed back to the floor and whimpered as he felt Glorfindel lick him clean, and then the golden head rested on his stomach.

“Oh, Glorfindel. Oh, that was so….incredible. Oh, I love you. You are amazing.” Erestor was drained. His body refused to move. “I do not think I can move, beloved.”

Glorfindel crawled up to lie next to Erestor and drew the councilor into his arms, while covering his face with kisses. “I love you, Erestor. Rest now, my love.” He stroked Erestor’s dark hair. “Sleep, my heart.”

Tbc……