Cinnamon and Vanilla
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+Third Age › Slash - Male/Male
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+Third Age › Slash - Male/Male
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
17
Views:
4,126
Reviews:
6
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
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These are based on Tolkein's Lord of the Rings. I do not pretend to own them, nor do I make any money from these writings.
Chapter 6
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Chapter 6
Feeling as limp as a wet bowstring, Haldir collapsed against the side of the pool. Erestor’s hands left him, only to gather him up in his arms.
“Are you still determined?” that shiver-inducing deep voice whispered silkily against his ear as his hands stroked Haldir’s sides and chest.
Haldir let his head fall back onto Erestor’s shoulder and nodded faintly. “Yes.” He turned his face toward Erestor’s neck and inhaled. “Oh. Yes.”
He felt the large blunt head of Erestor’s erection against his buttocks. He was deeply relaxed, between the wine, the heat of the pool, the stretching…and the mind-blowing orgasm. But, “C-could I face you?” he asked.
Erestor turned them both until his back was to the wall. He spun Haldir in place and pulled the Silvan forward as he sat on the ledge.
Haldir slid against him, straddling his lap and resting his own hands on Erestor’s upper arms. He leaned forward and rested his cheek on the other’s shoulder, his lips against Erestor’s neck. “Mm, perfect,” he whispered.
Erestor’s hands on his hips encouraged him to raise up; he did so. Again he felt that large penis, this time gliding slickly between his buttocks. As he felt the head against his opening he took a deep breath…
It was then that Erestor licked up his ear and sucked the tip into his mouth.
“Oh! Erestor!” It took a moment for the throbbing of his backside to reach through the pleasure fog; Erestor had also used that moment to enter him. “Oh.”
“Are you all right?” Erestor’s voice was soft.
“Uh huh. I just…” he swallowed and pushed himself down a bit further to get the wider head past the double ring of muscles. “Oh, that’s much better.”
Erestor’s strong arms held him there until he protested, “Deeper.”
“I do not want to hurt you,” Erestor said.
“You aren’t. You couldn’t. Except by stopping. Ah.” He moved his arms to around Erestor’s shoulders as he slid down another couple of inches. He definitely felt stretched wide by Erestor’s hard flesh, but it was anything but painful.
As Erestor’s arms tightened around him and he sank down further he realized he was making those same noises – half whimper, half moan, that always enflamed him when made by the person he was topping. “Ah!” Erestor pulled him down another inch, nuzzling his ear. Apparently he too found them intoxicating.
Which was good, because Haldir couldn’t stop. “Mm…Ah…ah…oh….yes…ah….Ere..stor…Oh…”
Finally he was fully seated on Erestor’s lap. On his lover’s lap. “Oh…” He gave the hard flesh within him an experimental squeeze.
He felt more than heard Erestor’s groan. “H-how do you feel?” Erestor asked.
He reached up with one hand and caressed Erestor’s hair. “Mm. You tell me,” he said against Erestor’s neck.
Erestor shifted his hands until one was caressing the curve of Haldir’s buttocks and the other was cradling the silver head. He tugged gently at the hair until he was able to look Haldir in the eyes. “Incredible.” Then he covered Haldir’s mouth with his own and all coherent thought ceased.
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Later Haldir would be able to look back and remember specific details – such as the feeling of Erestor starting to move within him, the intoxicating taste as Erestor’s tongue seduced his, the rebuilding of the tensions within him as he was drawn again toward orgasm. He remembered the gasp when he reached between them to caress Erestor’s nipples and how it caused Erestor to throw his head back.
When Erestor tipped his head forward again his eyes were like blue fire. His hands came down to cup Haldir’s buttocks as he surged to his feet. All Haldir could do was hold on as his lover turned, stepped up onto the ledge and then bent forward to lay him on his back on the warm wooden floor.
Erestor’s hands then slid down to draw Haldir’s legs up and out of his way, leaving the warden completely open for him.
He started thrusting slowly, but Haldir’s happy pleasure noises quickly encouraged him to speed up.
Deeper and harder. It always felt good when he was the one thrusting, feeling the tightness wrapped around that most sensitive part, the friction, the slickness, the desire to bury himself as far as possible within his partner…now to be the one on the receiving end…feeling that thick, hard rod of flesh rubbing against that spot within him…it was even better.
Of course, it helped that it was Erestor, the elf whose mind was as well endowed as his body!
Their lips met again, teeth clashing, tongues touching. Erestor’s right hand kneaded Haldir’s hip and buttock while his left braced him over Haldir’s body. Haldir’s hands roamed freely over Erestor’s arms, back and shoulders. Even while kissing he could not stop the gasps, moans and murmurs – and the harder and faster Erestor thrust, the louder he got…And the louder he got the faster and harder Erestor would get. It was a pleasure cycle with two winners.
His fingers clenching hard on Erestor’s shoulders Haldir felt himself rushing madly toward that happy precipice again, this time hopefully bringing Erestor with him.
His penis was being stroked between their bodies as the water slicked Erestor slid over him, his pleasure spot was being stroked by Erestor’s penis within him and his tongue was being stroked by Erestor’s. The combination of sensations was finally too much for him and he wrapped both his arms and his legs tightly around Erestor as he climaxed.
Erestor groaned loudly into Haldir’s mouth as the Silvan’s body clenched around the hard flesh within, sending the Noldo into orgasm as well.
It felt…odd, having someone come inside you, Haldir decided, laying under Erestor in a post-orgasmic daze. And yet also…right. So completely and perfectly right.
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Chapter 6
Feeling as limp as a wet bowstring, Haldir collapsed against the side of the pool. Erestor’s hands left him, only to gather him up in his arms.
“Are you still determined?” that shiver-inducing deep voice whispered silkily against his ear as his hands stroked Haldir’s sides and chest.
Haldir let his head fall back onto Erestor’s shoulder and nodded faintly. “Yes.” He turned his face toward Erestor’s neck and inhaled. “Oh. Yes.”
He felt the large blunt head of Erestor’s erection against his buttocks. He was deeply relaxed, between the wine, the heat of the pool, the stretching…and the mind-blowing orgasm. But, “C-could I face you?” he asked.
Erestor turned them both until his back was to the wall. He spun Haldir in place and pulled the Silvan forward as he sat on the ledge.
Haldir slid against him, straddling his lap and resting his own hands on Erestor’s upper arms. He leaned forward and rested his cheek on the other’s shoulder, his lips against Erestor’s neck. “Mm, perfect,” he whispered.
Erestor’s hands on his hips encouraged him to raise up; he did so. Again he felt that large penis, this time gliding slickly between his buttocks. As he felt the head against his opening he took a deep breath…
It was then that Erestor licked up his ear and sucked the tip into his mouth.
“Oh! Erestor!” It took a moment for the throbbing of his backside to reach through the pleasure fog; Erestor had also used that moment to enter him. “Oh.”
“Are you all right?” Erestor’s voice was soft.
“Uh huh. I just…” he swallowed and pushed himself down a bit further to get the wider head past the double ring of muscles. “Oh, that’s much better.”
Erestor’s strong arms held him there until he protested, “Deeper.”
“I do not want to hurt you,” Erestor said.
“You aren’t. You couldn’t. Except by stopping. Ah.” He moved his arms to around Erestor’s shoulders as he slid down another couple of inches. He definitely felt stretched wide by Erestor’s hard flesh, but it was anything but painful.
As Erestor’s arms tightened around him and he sank down further he realized he was making those same noises – half whimper, half moan, that always enflamed him when made by the person he was topping. “Ah!” Erestor pulled him down another inch, nuzzling his ear. Apparently he too found them intoxicating.
Which was good, because Haldir couldn’t stop. “Mm…Ah…ah…oh….yes…ah….Ere..stor…Oh…”
Finally he was fully seated on Erestor’s lap. On his lover’s lap. “Oh…” He gave the hard flesh within him an experimental squeeze.
He felt more than heard Erestor’s groan. “H-how do you feel?” Erestor asked.
He reached up with one hand and caressed Erestor’s hair. “Mm. You tell me,” he said against Erestor’s neck.
Erestor shifted his hands until one was caressing the curve of Haldir’s buttocks and the other was cradling the silver head. He tugged gently at the hair until he was able to look Haldir in the eyes. “Incredible.” Then he covered Haldir’s mouth with his own and all coherent thought ceased.
***
Later Haldir would be able to look back and remember specific details – such as the feeling of Erestor starting to move within him, the intoxicating taste as Erestor’s tongue seduced his, the rebuilding of the tensions within him as he was drawn again toward orgasm. He remembered the gasp when he reached between them to caress Erestor’s nipples and how it caused Erestor to throw his head back.
When Erestor tipped his head forward again his eyes were like blue fire. His hands came down to cup Haldir’s buttocks as he surged to his feet. All Haldir could do was hold on as his lover turned, stepped up onto the ledge and then bent forward to lay him on his back on the warm wooden floor.
Erestor’s hands then slid down to draw Haldir’s legs up and out of his way, leaving the warden completely open for him.
He started thrusting slowly, but Haldir’s happy pleasure noises quickly encouraged him to speed up.
Deeper and harder. It always felt good when he was the one thrusting, feeling the tightness wrapped around that most sensitive part, the friction, the slickness, the desire to bury himself as far as possible within his partner…now to be the one on the receiving end…feeling that thick, hard rod of flesh rubbing against that spot within him…it was even better.
Of course, it helped that it was Erestor, the elf whose mind was as well endowed as his body!
Their lips met again, teeth clashing, tongues touching. Erestor’s right hand kneaded Haldir’s hip and buttock while his left braced him over Haldir’s body. Haldir’s hands roamed freely over Erestor’s arms, back and shoulders. Even while kissing he could not stop the gasps, moans and murmurs – and the harder and faster Erestor thrust, the louder he got…And the louder he got the faster and harder Erestor would get. It was a pleasure cycle with two winners.
His fingers clenching hard on Erestor’s shoulders Haldir felt himself rushing madly toward that happy precipice again, this time hopefully bringing Erestor with him.
His penis was being stroked between their bodies as the water slicked Erestor slid over him, his pleasure spot was being stroked by Erestor’s penis within him and his tongue was being stroked by Erestor’s. The combination of sensations was finally too much for him and he wrapped both his arms and his legs tightly around Erestor as he climaxed.
Erestor groaned loudly into Haldir’s mouth as the Silvan’s body clenched around the hard flesh within, sending the Noldo into orgasm as well.
It felt…odd, having someone come inside you, Haldir decided, laying under Erestor in a post-orgasmic daze. And yet also…right. So completely and perfectly right.
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