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chapter 19
Title: Enough for Tonight (19/22)
Author: Aglarien
Rating: NC-17
Type: FPS
Pairing: Erestor/Glorfindel, Caladir/Gurvelon (OMCs)
Disclaimer: Alas, not mine. Except for the cat.
Warning: AU.
Archive: Glorfindel of Imladris, AFF, Melethryn, OEAM
Summary: Erestor improves and Tinnu finds something.
Part 19
Erestor awoke to the most beautiful blue eyes looking down at him. He was comfortably cradled in Glorfindel’s arms, and felt better than he had since he was wounded.
“How are you feeling, sweetheart?” Glorfindel gently moved ebony hair away from Erestor’s face.
Erestor smiled sweetly up at his lover, and instead of answering, raised a hand to Glorfindel’s neck and drew the golden head down to him. The passionate kiss made Glorfindel’s toes curl.
“I take it you’re feeling better?” Glorfindel beamed down at his little love.
Erestor nodded. “Glorfindel, will you promise me something?”
“Anything, my love.”
“Promise you will make love to me like that again?”
Glorfindel grinned. “Liked it, did you? And what part did you like so much?”
“Mmmm…all of it,” Erestor purred. “The things you did with your body…the way you pressed against me…and you hardly moved at all. You made me feel so safe, so loved.”
Glorfindel looked down at Erestor, adoringly. He was overjoyed to hear his little love speaking in complete sentences again, and silently thanked Nestoron and Elrond. “What else did you like, my sweet one?”
“What you said. Oh, Glorfindel, your words undid me. You are amazing, my love. How did you ever think of doing that?”
“Do you remember that bath we had? The morning after we first declared our love? It’s what you did to me in the bath. Remember?”
“Aye. I remember. It was so wonderful to finally be able to touch you. But your words, oh, when you called me ‘baby’, it set me on fire. Please, my love, make love to again like that? Call me ‘baby’ again? Bring me to the edge and make me come with your words. I love you so much. Promise me?”
Erestor’s words were setting Glorfindel aflame. “Whenever and wherever you want, my love. My beautiful baby,” he said, huskily. Erestor’s hands were on his neck, drawing him down again. Oh, he wanted to drown in that beautiful abyss. Erestor’s tongue thrust into his mouth. He would willingly drown in this beautiful love. He took control of the kiss, deepening it.
Minutes later Glorfindel was embedded deeply in the beautiful elf below him. Pillows supported Erestor, and Glorfindel carefully avoided putting any weight on his lover’s torso, very conscious of the wound in his side.
Erestor knew this was what he had been waiting for his entire long life. What he had needed without even knowing it. To relinquish all control to his soul mate. To feel so safe and secure, completely covered in the love of his husband, filled with his love. Glorfindel gently rocked against his sweet spot again, and he moaned in complete ecstasy.
“Oh, my beautiful baby, my sweet baby.” Glorfindel buried his face in Erestor’s neck, suckling gently on the soft skin under Erestor’s ear. Erestor’s words in the bath came back to him in a rush. Groaning, he moved his lips to Erestor’s ear and whispered, “Do you feel how hard I am for you, baby? Do you feel how much I love you?” Holding himself carefully above Erestor, skin barely touching skin, paired nipples teasing lightly, blue eyes darkened to midnight were trapped in wide black eyes.
Erestor moaned. “More,” he panted.
“More what, baby? My beautiful, sexy baby. Tell me what you want and you will have it. Tell me.”
“More…everything…more…you…more…words. Oh, I want you more. Take me harder,” Erestor whimpered, tears beginning to fall from his eyes.
“Oh baby, I want to thrust into you so hard. I want to pound into you so hard and fast that all you can do is scream. I want to lose control. I want to lose my self in you. I want to drown in your sweetness, baby.” Oh, he wanted to do it so badly it hurt. But knowing that he would want to kill himself for hurting his beloved, after which Elrond would most certainly kill him, helped him maintain his control. Drawing out half way, he thrust in a little faster and harder.
Erestor wailed. “More!”
All right, that worked. It wasn’t hard enough to jar Erestor’s body. He prayed he could maintain that pace, and once again thrust. “Is that good, baby? Does it feel good? Can you feel how much I love you? Oh, my beautiful, beautiful, Erestor. My beautiful baby.”
Holding himself up on one hand, he grasped Erestor’s hard member, firmly stroking in time to his thrusts. Watching Erestor dissolve beneath him, and hearing his beautiful whimpering was driving him over the edge. “Come for me now, baby. Let it go. Come for me, my beautiful baby.”
Erestor came, screaming Glorfindel’s name. He felt like he had never come so hard before. Their lovemaking had reached new heights he had never known before or suspected existed. “Oh….oh…I love you, I love you, I love you,” he panted.
Glorfindel, enraptured, watched Erestor’s seed erupt over his hand in hard spurts, again and again. Thrusting one last time, moaning Erestor’s name, his essence exploded out into Erestor, as he came harder than he had ever know. Panting, he placed his brow on Erestor’s as he tried to regain his breath. “I love you, my sweet one. I love you so much,” he whispered. Withdrawing gently, he collapsed along side his mate.
Finally regaining his breath, he rose and brought a bowl of warm water, a cloth for washing and a towel to the bed. He gently washed and dried Erestor, and then himself. Placing the bowl aside, he gently stroked Erestor’s head. “Did I please you, beloved?”
“Oh, my love, it was wonderful. More than I have words to say.”
Glorfindel smiled at his response.
“Glorfindel, tell me what it was like for you.”
Glorfindel sat down next to Erestor, wrapping his arms carefully around his love. “It was different somehow. More intense. Not the physical part, I mean that wasn’t, obviously, but inside. I cannot explain it. It was like even the air I breathed was filled with it – this passion – no, more than passion. I cannot find the words. But I do know I came harder than I have ever come before. Harder than I ever thought I could.”
“I know. I felt it too. It was never like that before, ever. It was….like…an explosion inside. No, that is not a good enough word. I never knew I could come so hard either. What do you think it is? What happened?”
“Maybe our bond has gotten stronger. Maybe it is a deepening of our love. I know I have never loved you more than I do this minute. My love for you is so strong, I feel like I could go move a mountain…my baby,” he ended with a grin.
Erestor smiled and managed to keep himself from giggling. “I think I am madly in love with a mad elf. But I love him so very much, I think I will keep him forever and ever.” He placed his lips on Glorfindel’s in a sweet kiss.
Glorfindel laughed in utter happiness. “Are you feeling better, sweetheart? Tell me what you would like now, and you shall have it.”
“Ooh, such an offer.” Erestor grinned. “Well, I do not think I am up to running around yet, but I feel so very much better, love. And I am hungry! And you probably should get dressed before Elrond and Nestoron return, my love.”
“Then food it shall be. Would you like me to dress you in a robe? Shall we surprise Elrond?”
Erestor smiled and nodded. Glorfindel quickly dressed himself. He found a soft robe for Erestor and managed to get him inside of it without too much of a problem. Erestor was finally comfortably sitting against the headboard, surrounded by comfortable pillows.
“I will be right back, love.” He placed a soft kiss on Erestor’s lips, and left the tent to see about food. Happily finding a servant just outside, he asked him to fetch some food for Erestor, and returned to his little love.
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Tinnu had decided there was just too much going on around him that needed to be checked out and watched. Instead of going hunting, he followed his nose to the cooking tent, hoping one of his friends from the kitchens was there. He was just about to enter the tent when he heard his name being called. Turning to the direction of the voice, he saw two guards seated under a large tree with their breakfast. What luck, it was two of his special friends, Glaurion and Dolvelig. Tinnu especially like Glaurion, because he always knew just where he liked his ear scratched best. He scampered over to his friends.
“Come, little friend,” Glaurion said, “have your breakfast with us today.” He set a plate on the ground and placed pieces of egg and fish on it for Tinnu.
Tinnu meowed his thanks and dug into the plate, purring all the while. When he finished his breakfast, he sat and carefully washed his face and whiskers. Lying down, he decided a good bath was in order. He had just finished smoothing the fur on one side of his long body, when his whiskers twitched. Something was wrong. He could feel it. He could smell it. Sitting up, he sniffed the air and gave a strange little meow. Over there. It was coming from over there. Giving his friends another meow, he started off towards the scent.
“Stay in the camp, Tinnu. It is not safe for you there out. Lord Erestor will have our hides if anything happens to you,” Glaurion called. The cat kept walking. “I had better go after him and see what he is up to.”
Glaurion got up and followed the cat at a discrete distance. Tinnu stopped, lowered himself in the long grass, and meowed. Glaurion went to the cat and knelt next to him. “What is it, Tinnu? What did you find?”
Hidden in the long grass lay a small gray and white cat, torn and bleeding. Glaurion called to Dolvelig to come, then reached down and carefully lifted the cat. “Get Tinnu, Dolvelig. This poor animal is barely alive. I am sure Lord Elrond or Nestoron will want to help it, but we had better find one of them fast.”
Tbc….
Author: Aglarien
Rating: NC-17
Type: FPS
Pairing: Erestor/Glorfindel, Caladir/Gurvelon (OMCs)
Disclaimer: Alas, not mine. Except for the cat.
Warning: AU.
Archive: Glorfindel of Imladris, AFF, Melethryn, OEAM
Summary: Erestor improves and Tinnu finds something.
Part 19
Erestor awoke to the most beautiful blue eyes looking down at him. He was comfortably cradled in Glorfindel’s arms, and felt better than he had since he was wounded.
“How are you feeling, sweetheart?” Glorfindel gently moved ebony hair away from Erestor’s face.
Erestor smiled sweetly up at his lover, and instead of answering, raised a hand to Glorfindel’s neck and drew the golden head down to him. The passionate kiss made Glorfindel’s toes curl.
“I take it you’re feeling better?” Glorfindel beamed down at his little love.
Erestor nodded. “Glorfindel, will you promise me something?”
“Anything, my love.”
“Promise you will make love to me like that again?”
Glorfindel grinned. “Liked it, did you? And what part did you like so much?”
“Mmmm…all of it,” Erestor purred. “The things you did with your body…the way you pressed against me…and you hardly moved at all. You made me feel so safe, so loved.”
Glorfindel looked down at Erestor, adoringly. He was overjoyed to hear his little love speaking in complete sentences again, and silently thanked Nestoron and Elrond. “What else did you like, my sweet one?”
“What you said. Oh, Glorfindel, your words undid me. You are amazing, my love. How did you ever think of doing that?”
“Do you remember that bath we had? The morning after we first declared our love? It’s what you did to me in the bath. Remember?”
“Aye. I remember. It was so wonderful to finally be able to touch you. But your words, oh, when you called me ‘baby’, it set me on fire. Please, my love, make love to again like that? Call me ‘baby’ again? Bring me to the edge and make me come with your words. I love you so much. Promise me?”
Erestor’s words were setting Glorfindel aflame. “Whenever and wherever you want, my love. My beautiful baby,” he said, huskily. Erestor’s hands were on his neck, drawing him down again. Oh, he wanted to drown in that beautiful abyss. Erestor’s tongue thrust into his mouth. He would willingly drown in this beautiful love. He took control of the kiss, deepening it.
Minutes later Glorfindel was embedded deeply in the beautiful elf below him. Pillows supported Erestor, and Glorfindel carefully avoided putting any weight on his lover’s torso, very conscious of the wound in his side.
Erestor knew this was what he had been waiting for his entire long life. What he had needed without even knowing it. To relinquish all control to his soul mate. To feel so safe and secure, completely covered in the love of his husband, filled with his love. Glorfindel gently rocked against his sweet spot again, and he moaned in complete ecstasy.
“Oh, my beautiful baby, my sweet baby.” Glorfindel buried his face in Erestor’s neck, suckling gently on the soft skin under Erestor’s ear. Erestor’s words in the bath came back to him in a rush. Groaning, he moved his lips to Erestor’s ear and whispered, “Do you feel how hard I am for you, baby? Do you feel how much I love you?” Holding himself carefully above Erestor, skin barely touching skin, paired nipples teasing lightly, blue eyes darkened to midnight were trapped in wide black eyes.
Erestor moaned. “More,” he panted.
“More what, baby? My beautiful, sexy baby. Tell me what you want and you will have it. Tell me.”
“More…everything…more…you…more…words. Oh, I want you more. Take me harder,” Erestor whimpered, tears beginning to fall from his eyes.
“Oh baby, I want to thrust into you so hard. I want to pound into you so hard and fast that all you can do is scream. I want to lose control. I want to lose my self in you. I want to drown in your sweetness, baby.” Oh, he wanted to do it so badly it hurt. But knowing that he would want to kill himself for hurting his beloved, after which Elrond would most certainly kill him, helped him maintain his control. Drawing out half way, he thrust in a little faster and harder.
Erestor wailed. “More!”
All right, that worked. It wasn’t hard enough to jar Erestor’s body. He prayed he could maintain that pace, and once again thrust. “Is that good, baby? Does it feel good? Can you feel how much I love you? Oh, my beautiful, beautiful, Erestor. My beautiful baby.”
Holding himself up on one hand, he grasped Erestor’s hard member, firmly stroking in time to his thrusts. Watching Erestor dissolve beneath him, and hearing his beautiful whimpering was driving him over the edge. “Come for me now, baby. Let it go. Come for me, my beautiful baby.”
Erestor came, screaming Glorfindel’s name. He felt like he had never come so hard before. Their lovemaking had reached new heights he had never known before or suspected existed. “Oh….oh…I love you, I love you, I love you,” he panted.
Glorfindel, enraptured, watched Erestor’s seed erupt over his hand in hard spurts, again and again. Thrusting one last time, moaning Erestor’s name, his essence exploded out into Erestor, as he came harder than he had ever know. Panting, he placed his brow on Erestor’s as he tried to regain his breath. “I love you, my sweet one. I love you so much,” he whispered. Withdrawing gently, he collapsed along side his mate.
Finally regaining his breath, he rose and brought a bowl of warm water, a cloth for washing and a towel to the bed. He gently washed and dried Erestor, and then himself. Placing the bowl aside, he gently stroked Erestor’s head. “Did I please you, beloved?”
“Oh, my love, it was wonderful. More than I have words to say.”
Glorfindel smiled at his response.
“Glorfindel, tell me what it was like for you.”
Glorfindel sat down next to Erestor, wrapping his arms carefully around his love. “It was different somehow. More intense. Not the physical part, I mean that wasn’t, obviously, but inside. I cannot explain it. It was like even the air I breathed was filled with it – this passion – no, more than passion. I cannot find the words. But I do know I came harder than I have ever come before. Harder than I ever thought I could.”
“I know. I felt it too. It was never like that before, ever. It was….like…an explosion inside. No, that is not a good enough word. I never knew I could come so hard either. What do you think it is? What happened?”
“Maybe our bond has gotten stronger. Maybe it is a deepening of our love. I know I have never loved you more than I do this minute. My love for you is so strong, I feel like I could go move a mountain…my baby,” he ended with a grin.
Erestor smiled and managed to keep himself from giggling. “I think I am madly in love with a mad elf. But I love him so very much, I think I will keep him forever and ever.” He placed his lips on Glorfindel’s in a sweet kiss.
Glorfindel laughed in utter happiness. “Are you feeling better, sweetheart? Tell me what you would like now, and you shall have it.”
“Ooh, such an offer.” Erestor grinned. “Well, I do not think I am up to running around yet, but I feel so very much better, love. And I am hungry! And you probably should get dressed before Elrond and Nestoron return, my love.”
“Then food it shall be. Would you like me to dress you in a robe? Shall we surprise Elrond?”
Erestor smiled and nodded. Glorfindel quickly dressed himself. He found a soft robe for Erestor and managed to get him inside of it without too much of a problem. Erestor was finally comfortably sitting against the headboard, surrounded by comfortable pillows.
“I will be right back, love.” He placed a soft kiss on Erestor’s lips, and left the tent to see about food. Happily finding a servant just outside, he asked him to fetch some food for Erestor, and returned to his little love.
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Tinnu had decided there was just too much going on around him that needed to be checked out and watched. Instead of going hunting, he followed his nose to the cooking tent, hoping one of his friends from the kitchens was there. He was just about to enter the tent when he heard his name being called. Turning to the direction of the voice, he saw two guards seated under a large tree with their breakfast. What luck, it was two of his special friends, Glaurion and Dolvelig. Tinnu especially like Glaurion, because he always knew just where he liked his ear scratched best. He scampered over to his friends.
“Come, little friend,” Glaurion said, “have your breakfast with us today.” He set a plate on the ground and placed pieces of egg and fish on it for Tinnu.
Tinnu meowed his thanks and dug into the plate, purring all the while. When he finished his breakfast, he sat and carefully washed his face and whiskers. Lying down, he decided a good bath was in order. He had just finished smoothing the fur on one side of his long body, when his whiskers twitched. Something was wrong. He could feel it. He could smell it. Sitting up, he sniffed the air and gave a strange little meow. Over there. It was coming from over there. Giving his friends another meow, he started off towards the scent.
“Stay in the camp, Tinnu. It is not safe for you there out. Lord Erestor will have our hides if anything happens to you,” Glaurion called. The cat kept walking. “I had better go after him and see what he is up to.”
Glaurion got up and followed the cat at a discrete distance. Tinnu stopped, lowered himself in the long grass, and meowed. Glaurion went to the cat and knelt next to him. “What is it, Tinnu? What did you find?”
Hidden in the long grass lay a small gray and white cat, torn and bleeding. Glaurion called to Dolvelig to come, then reached down and carefully lifted the cat. “Get Tinnu, Dolvelig. This poor animal is barely alive. I am sure Lord Elrond or Nestoron will want to help it, but we had better find one of them fast.”
Tbc….