To Warm An Advisor's Heart

You leave your apartment. You make sure to lock the apartment. You walk down the stairs, saying hello to one of your neighbors. You smile as you go to work. You’ve just gotten your promotion and you’re excited about finding out what you’re going to do today. With your promotion, you get a new set of clothes at work today so you threw on a tie-dye shirt and a pair of jeans.

You walk down the sidewalk and take your usual shortcut through the park. You breathe the fresh air and admire the trees and flowers around you. You hear birds chirping in a nearby tree and bees buzzing as they go from flower to flower.

You enter a part of the park that is filled with trees. Some may get lost easily in it, but you’ve been through it so many times that the walk through is second nature. That’s until you realize that the trees are slowly changing around you. Some trees get bigger while others disappear all together. You stop walking and feel as though the world around you is spinning. You crouch and close your eyes.

Silence follows. You look around to see that all of the trees are huge, some looking to be a hundred years old. You don’t recognize this place anymore. “That was weird,” you mutter. “I wonder if it was something I ate.”

You shake it off and continue through the woods. You figure that even though you don’t remember this part, you’ll eventually find a part of the woods you do remember. That’s when you hear noises.

You follow the sound, thinking that it’s a bunch of high schoolers skipping school to smoke pot or something. “I should be grateful, they’re helping me find my way out of here.”

You pass a large tree that’s separating you from the noise. You stop in your traps. Your eyes widen and your mouth drops. A group of little creatures covered in blood and slime are greedily ripping and eating a deer they just killed. Their teeth are pointed and they laugh and talk in their own language.

One of them sniffs the air and whirls around, starring at you! You scream and turn, coming face to face with one of the monsters. He leers at you and grabs at you, tearing a piece of your shirt. You pull away from him and stumble back. You look to see that they have circled you.

You take a chance and shoot through the weakest part of the circle. You break through and run as fast as your legs will carry you. You stumble, instead of catching yourself, you fall. One of the monsters catches up to you and grabs you. His claws rip at you, tearing a part your clothes and skin.

You scream. Your arms flail as you try to knock the monster off of you. “Wake up Rose,” the monster says. You blink. Why does that voice sound familiar? “Rose. ROSE!”


You jump as your eyes open. You try to fight off the arms that are holding you. “Rose, calm down, it’s me,” Erestor says. You manage to calm down once you realize that Erestor is not an orc.

“Sorry,” you apologize. “I was having a nightmare.”

“I noticed. You woke us up with your screams,” he says.

You look around to find everyone starring at you. “Are you okay?” Elrond asks.

“I’m fine,” you say. You heart slows down and you lean into Erestor. “How long until we reach Lothlorien?”

“If we stay the rate that we were going yesterday, only a day or two,” he answers.

“Can we go now?” you ask.

“Of course.”

Camp is quickly packed. You mount Wildfire and trust that he will follow the others. You feel eyes on you and turn to see that Erestor is staring at you.

“Are you sure that you are okay?” he asks.

“I’m…” you trail off. No matter how much you may want to, you can’t lie to him. “I had a nightmare about the day I came here. From waking up that morning in the other world to ending up walking in on an orcs feeding session in this world.” You look down. “What’s worse is that they nearly did to me what they did to the deer.” You shudder.

Erestor lays a hand over yours. “You’re safe now. You realize that, don’t you?” he asks.

“You say that I am,” you say. “But I don’t feel it.” You look towards the woods. You see shadows loom over you. “I’ll never feel safe in these woods.”

You feel something touch you back, causing you to jump. You look back and see that Erestor has joined you on Wildfire. He pulls a blanket out of your bag and wraps both of you in it. You sigh and lean against him when his arms wrap around your waist.

You jump again when you feel one of his hands touch your bare lower stomach. You look up at him and see his eyes are twinkling with mischief. “What are you doing?” you whisper in his ear.

His hand travels lower, stroking your underwear. “Seeing how well you are able to keep quiet,” he whispers back. He licks your ear, drawing a shudder from you. “Do you think you’ll be able to keep from screaming?”

“What makes you so sure that you could-“ You bite your lip to prevent the gasp that enters your throat. His finger traces the outside of your mound again. It slowly enters you. His finger moves in and out of you before adding another finger. You feel lightheaded as you fight the urge to moan. His fingers swirl in you, causing you to grip his thigh. Your body is trembling and you don’t know how long you will be able to keep silent.

His other hand moves up underneath your shirt. It moves your bra aside and lightly pinches your nipple. You close your eyes and fight against the urge to move against either of his sinful hands. His hand squeezes your breast while his other hand continues to move in and out of you. He adds a third finger.

Your hips move with his fingers. Your breaths have become short. His hand moves to your neglected breast. You bite your lip again to stop a moan that nearly reaches your lips.

Two can play at this game. Your hand finds its way down his pants. You grasp erection. His face buries itself into your shoulder. You stroke his erection, finding a tempo that has his hips moving feverishly against you.

Instead of pausing his ministrations, he doubles his effects. His fingers curl, finding a spot that causes you to gasp. Erestor pauses. Both of you stare ahead to see if anyone heard it.

When no one turns around, Erestor does it again. You nearly whimper. “Erestor, you’re going to get us caught,” you pant. You move against his fingers. His hand cups your breast.

“I’m not the one who’s making the noises,” he says.

“We’ll see about that.” You let go of his member and move lower down. You caress his balls. He jerks when you rub a spot behind his balls. You do it again. His moan in your neck is muffled by all of your hair. You rub the spot in a circular motion. His hand moves from your breast and grabs your hip. His erection rubs against your back. His breathing becomes short and you can tell he’s close.

“Rose, why is Erestor sitting behind you?” Elladan asks.

You both freeze. You can feel Erestor’s heart race. “Because he is still tired,” you answer without thought. “He’s still sleeping.”

“Oh. His neck is going to be sore after sleeping like that,” he says.

“I think you’re right,” you say. You move your hand out of his pants. He growls so only you can hear it, but you decide to have a little fun. “So, Elladan, do you know any good stories about Middle Earth?”

“Are you kidding? I know loads!”

For the rest of the day Elladan and Elrohir tell you stories about Middle Earth while Erestor pretends to sleep with his erection. You are still hot, but you have a feeling Erestor is having a harder time dealing with it. He’ll probably get revenge on you later for this. You grin. You can’t wait.

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I couldn't resist. you should have a little fun with erestor. ^_^ please review.

Ivory Wolf