An uir

Chapter 6.

Erestor’s world had changed.

His heart beat as one with his hervenn’s heart. Every color he saw shone brighter than night before. His life tasted and smelled like Elrond. Like his meleth…his hervenn… another part of his soul.

Erestor smiled happily when he realized that he still was in Elrond’s protective and possessive embrace. Elrond had made him finally complete, like he was destined to be. Elrond’s mere closeness stirred him, made him alive again.

Elrond woke up at Erestor’s gaze.

“Elrond…meleth nín…”

Elrond didn’t need more encouragement. He kissed his meleth fiercely.

“Maer aur, Erestor nín. I want to wake like this every morning till the end of Arda. You feel so good in my arms,” he said softly.

“How I love you, this feels like a dream. Saes kiss me, touch me, that I can feel you. I want to know that you are real.” Erestor whispered, caressing Elrond’s warm skin.

“Ai…ind nín… I am very real, and so is this.”

Elrond slowly began to stroke soft skin, causing Erestor to squirm and whimper softly. He chuckled.

“Do you like that, Erestor nín?”

“I like when you touch me. I have dreamed of this, us like this for so long. I want to accomplish every single dream I have had about you.” Erestor breathed, capturing Elrond’s mouth in hot kiss. He already burned. He wanted to taste his hervenn’s passion and heat in its whole intensity.

Elrond moaned deeply. This sensual, passionate creature was totally different from the Erestor he had come to know. This new side of his hervenn made Elrond almost insane with need. He yielded willingly when Erestor pinned him against the bed and started to explore his flushed body with his mouth and hands. Hot ripples of pleasure ran under his skin until he panted heavily.

“Erestor…saes… I want you now.” He whimpered. Suddenly Erestor looked at him, puzzled.

“How do you want me? I will give you everything. Everything I have and everything I am.”

“I want you to take me. I yearn to feel your love.”

“It will be my greatest pleasure, Ind nín.” Erestor whispered huskily.

Their gazes met and in his surprise, Elrond saw Erestor’s dark eyes flaring with desire. His heart started to race. Erestor’s cold and aloof mask was now completely disappeared. Gone also was that loving hervenn who had yielded to Elrond so beautifully that it still touched his very soul. Elrond would never forget how good Erestor had felt, writhing beneath him only few hours ago. But, all that had disappeared with one flash. Erestor now was like the tempest set free, wild and uncontrollable. The mere thought of this incredible being claiming him, moving within him made Elrond tremble like an innocent young elf.

Erestor was bewitched. Never had he seen Elrond like this. The powerful Elf-Lord lay beneath him vulnerable, trembling, his whole being radiated a longing to surrender and this sight set fire in his blood. But, he wouldn’t rush. He wanted to take pleasure in every moment with this tingling sensation, waiting before he would have his greatest desire and he wanted to make Elrond scream his name, until he were too hoarse to speak.

Slowly, hesitating almost painfully, Erestor lowered his head and Elrond felt hot breath on his flushed skin. He begged shamelessly. He wanted desperately for Erestor to touch him, to kiss him, to do anything to ease this longing within him. Elrond gasped when his lips were captured in a searing kiss. He yielded willingly, eager to feel gentle hands and soft lips upon his skin.

“Beautiful… so utterly tempting”, Erestor murmured against Elrond’s skin. How he craved more of him, more Elrond’s passion, more of this heat that had taken hold of them both. Erestor couldn’t hold back any longer. He took Elrond’s arousal in his mouth, feasting with the hunger of one starved. He would never grow tired of this, for he finally had Elrond right where he belonged, in his arms, naked and wanton. They both moaned loudly when Elrond finally released himself deep in Erestor’s eager and hot mouth.

“Ai, ind nín, you are the very breath of my being. Oh, the things you do to me, I have never felt like this before.” Elrond whispered huskily, hot tremors still coursing through his body. Though he was sated now, he wanted more. He craved to feel Erestor inside him.

Erestor’s whole body hummed with need while he prepared Elrond. He tried to keep his lust a bay for a while, for he never wanted to hurt his beloved. With every passing moment, he found his control slipping. Elrond was so beautiful, begging and arching under his touch. Finally, Erestor leaned closer and he felt Elrond open to him, welcoming him. This was all encouragement he needed. It took all his self-control to enter his meleth slowly and gently. He felt Elrond’s hot sheath covering him, and it was the most incredible experience he ever dreamed possible. He wanted to remember this very moment forever. He had dreamed of him for so many years and now, at last, Elrond was his. Erestor felt himself drowning, almost melting inside the warmth of Elrond’s body.

Elrond had never felt anything as blissful as Erestor thrusting inside. He had dreamt of this moment for ages and there was no pain, only this unbearable pleasure. The burning bliss inside him was beyond anything he had ever felt.

“Erestor…meleth…saes.” Elrond moaned, arching and writhing. Years of longing melted away as they finally started to move in a sensual rhythm, older than the time itself. Elrond wrapped his arms and legs around Erestor, allowing him push even deeper. Soon they were drowned in mindless oblivion, their moans and cries echoed throughout the room. Elrond caressed Erestor’s shoulders and back. His skin felt like warm liquid silk under Elrond’s hands. They didn’t know if only a little time had passed or a whole eternity before waves of their orgasms crashed over them. Erestor collapsed into Elrond’s welcoming arms, totally sated and exhausted. Tears of happiness fled from his eyes when Elrond held him close whispering words of love.

“I so hope that I could keep you right here, forever.” Elrond said softly, trying to regain his overloaded senses.

Erestor chuckled.

“I would be fully content with this kind of position.” he whispered, kissing Elrond’s warm lips. They didn’t talked anymore. Their lingering kisses and soft caresses told everything. Both were happy and sated just like this, their bodies still joined, skin against skin.

Elrond moaned regretfully, when he felt Erestor finally sliding out of him. He didn’t let Erestor go, but held him tightly in his arms.

“It’ll be sheer torture to leave this bed, but we must. There is something we have to do.” Elrond said finally.

“What would that be? I don’t think that I could walk right now.” Erestor purred, and heard Elrond’s chuckling.

“I would love to stay here forever if I could, but do you realize that they surely send people to search for us if we don’t get up now and go to breakfast? And at least Glorfindel would like to know that you are all right.” Elrond was careful to keep his tone gentle. Glorfindel’s affection for his mate was still a sensitive item to Elrond, although he now understood why they were so close to each other, he wanted to be sure that his jealousy didn’t hurt Erestor anymore. Elrond promised himself that he would try to create new friendship with Glorfindel. At least he would try, for Erestor’s sake.

“I’m afraid that you must endure his over-protectiveness for me some time further. He is very dear to me, but sometimes he seems to think that I still am an elfling and I need fussing over me. Ecthelion was exactly like him, when I was younger.” Erestor said hesitantly. He wanted these two elves, both so dear to him, to be friends. But, was it too much asked, after all happened?

Elrond smiled gently, and squeezed Erestor’s hand.

“I understand. I’m so sorry for my earlier presumptions and I myself look forward to fussing over you. You deserve it, after all that you gone through. You are lucky, to have such a friend. ”

“I know. But I must tell you that you are not the only one who had similar conclusions. We are close, that is true, but I never have loved him as anything other than my brother’s mate. He is like second big brother to me.”

“My own family is very dear to me, so there is no need to explain your affection for Glorfindel. I’m so sorry I wronged you both.”

Erestor frowned when he remembered Elrond’s children. They still grieved their nana’s departure. How they would react to their relationship?