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Chapter 8
Title: Many Blessings (8/?)
Author: Janalynn27
Type: FPS
Pairing: Erestor/Glorfindel, Elrond/Haldir, Calanon/Lostariel
Rating: NC-17
Warnings: Slash, Mpreg, AU
Disclaimer: The characters are not mine. They belong to the estate of J.R.R. Tolkien. No disrespect is intended and no profit is being made.
Beta: Patricia Pleasant aka slayer9649, Thanks a bunch! Any other mistakes are of my making.
Summary: Blessings and love abound in Imladris. Sequel to Hidden Love.
Timeline: 2620 TA
Feedback: It is greatly appreciated
Author's note: When Erestor and Glorfindel are mindspeaking it is accentuated by 'dialogue'.
Chapter 8
One week later
“Are you sure you are ready, melui (sweet)?”
Erestor snuggled closer to Glorfindel as they sat before the fire in their bedchamber, “Yes, meleth nín (my love). Tomorrow at dinner we will announce that we are expecting.”
Glorfindel raised Erestor’s chin and laid a gentle kiss on his lips. Caressing his mate’s cheek, Glorfindel whispered, “You are so beautiful, melui nín.”
Erestor smiled and leaned into the caress, “Love me, Glor.”
Rolling them so he lay on top, Glorfindel looked down into Erestor’s beautiful eyes and breathed, “Always.”
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“Hey! Watch what you are doing,” Glorfindel exclaimed as he just managed to move out of the way of Haldir’s sword.
Haldir gasped for breath as he lowered the tip of his blade to the ground, “I am sorry, Glorfindel.”
Clasping Haldir’s shoulder, Glorfindel said, “Mellon nín (My friend), what is wrong?”
“I was just letting my thoughts wonder, I am sorry. I am fine, Glorfindel,” Haldir said as he sheathed his sword.
Glorfindel frowned, but let it pass.
“Haldir, you are lucky you did not hurt Fin, for I would not want to have to protect you from my mate’s Ada (Daddy),” Calanon laughed as he came to stand besides them.
Glorfindel chuckled as he threw his arm around Haldir’s shoulders, “Yes, Erestor is a little fierce these days when it comes to my welfare.”
“Believe me, I know and I am in no need of warning,” Haldir smiled as he thought of being chased by the dark-haired advisor, who was quite efficient with the use of a blade. “I think I will call it quits for today. I will go and bath so I can be refreshed for the celebration tonight.”
Calanon leaned in towards Haldir and sniffed, “That is what I smell.”
“Hey!” Haldir said as he elbowed Calanon in the stomach.
“Oof!” Calanon gasped, then noticed that Glorfindel had become flushed and started to fidget.
“I will call it a day too. See you this evening, mellyn nín (my friends),” he said as he turned and walked quickly back to The Last Homely House.
Haldir frowned as he watched Glorfindel walk without his usual grace. When he heard Calanon chuckling next to him, he looked to his friend and asked, “And what is so funny?”
“Well, if Erestor’s pregnancy is anything like Lostariel’s, I have a feeling that Glorfindel is about to have the time of his life,” Calanon said with a smile.
“Ahem, well, I think I will go take that bath. I will see you later, mellon nín,” Haldir said.
Calanon smiled as he watched Haldir leave the training yard then he thought of his hervess (wife) and started to make his way home, his smile growing, among other things.
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Melpomaen and Erestor were sitting in Erestor’s study going about their work when the cats started to meow. Frowning, Mel looked about the chamber as the many cats ran from the room, some through the door, while others hopped off the balcony to the gardens below. Mel turned towards Erestor to ask about the cats when he gasped, “Erestor, are you well?” Erestor was flushed and his breathing labored. Melpomaen was starting to really worry when Erestor would not answer him until he saw Glorfindel standing in the doorway, flushed and also breathing hard. Suddenly it dawned on Mel and he quickly rose and said, “Erestor, I need a book in the library. It will most likely take me awhile to find it, so I do not know exactly when I will return,” Mel said as he pushed passed Glorfindel and quickly walked down the hallway towards the library.
Erestor and Glorfindel stared at each other for a few minutes until Glorfindel slammed and locked the door. All Erestor could do when Glorfindel started to stalk towards him was gulp for breath.
Reaching Erestor, Glorfindel pulled him up against him and claimed his lips in a ravishing kiss, ’Melui, you are the fire in my blood.’
Erestor moaned as Glorfindel swung him up into his arms and headed towards the settee.
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Haldir walked into Elrond’s chambers and threw his sword onto the bed as he made his way to the chest of drawers. Opening the drawer that he used for his garments, he dug to the bottom and pulled out a small leather pouch. Haldir carefully emptied the contents into the palm of his hand and stared down at the two matching silver bands. He had made them himself, upon his first return to Lothlórien after he and Elrond had become lovers. As time went by and his loneliness for Elrond grew, Haldir thought of how much worse it would be if they were bonded and that fear had taken a hold of him until he felt like it was choking him, but not anymore. He was going to take every little piece of happiness, every second with his melethron (m. lover) and hold onto it tightly; he was ready. Tonight, tonight his life would be forever bound to Elrond’s completely and a peace settle in Haldir’s soul. Hearing the outer door to the chambers open, he quickly replaced the rings into the pouch and back into the drawer.
Elrond came into the bedchamber and saw Haldir standing before the chest of drawers, “Meleth, I thought you were training with Glorfindel?”
Turning, Haldir said, “We were, but decided to quit early to prepare for the celebration tonight. I came to wash the sweat and dirt from me. Will you wash my back for me?”
Elrond walked up to Haldir and wrapped his arms about his waist. Leaning forward he lapped at the salty sweat on Haldir’s neck and whispered, “Is that all you need help with, maethor nín (my warrior)?”
“Hmm, well, now that you ask, I do believe there are one or two other things I may need help with,” Haldir said before claiming a deep, passionate kiss.
Elrond looked into Haldir’s eyes after they broke apart for air and he thought he saw something in them he had yet to see, acceptance. Suddenly, tears filled his eyes and he had to blink them away.
Haldir gently kissed each of Elrond’s eyelids and then led him into the bathing chamber, knowing that tonight he would be able to give Elrond the one thing that he longed for, his faer (soul).
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“Meleth?”
“Hmm?”
“Meleth, time to get up,” Erestor said as he sat on the edge of the bed next to Glorfindel.
Glorfindel’s answer was to snuggle further under the blankets.
Erestor smiled and shook his head, “Meleth, if you do not get up, we will be late for the celebration, our celebration.”
Glorfindel peeked up at Erestor with one eye and said, “Cannot move.”
Erestor laughed and bent to kiss his mate’s cheek. Gently pushing the hair from Glorfindel’s face, he said, “Come on, lazy.”
Glorfindel raised up to lean on one elbow and said, “Well, I would not be like this if someone had not been so voracious earlier. I will be lucky if I can walk straight, let alone sit properly.”
Erestor arched his brow and said, “I did not hear any complaints earlier, and, if I remember correctly, you were quite voracious yourself, hervenn (husband).”
Laughing, Glorfindel pulled Erestor down on top of him for a ravishing kiss, ‘This is what you do to me, melui nín.’
Erestor moaned and said, ‘If you keep this up, we will never leave this bed.’
Glorfindel squeezed Erestor tightly for a few more moments before letting him go and sat up; thankful he did not feel too much discomfort. When he saw Erestor’s concern, he brushed his fingertips across his chin and said, “Melui, I am fine. I love it when you are out of control.”
Playfully nipping on one of Glorfindel’s fingers, Erestor then helped him up and they proceeded to dress as quickly as possible, helping each other with the other’s hair. As they walked to the dining hall, hand in hand, they were in the company of Faron and his rabble of cats.
TBC
Author: Janalynn27
Type: FPS
Pairing: Erestor/Glorfindel, Elrond/Haldir, Calanon/Lostariel
Rating: NC-17
Warnings: Slash, Mpreg, AU
Disclaimer: The characters are not mine. They belong to the estate of J.R.R. Tolkien. No disrespect is intended and no profit is being made.
Beta: Patricia Pleasant aka slayer9649, Thanks a bunch! Any other mistakes are of my making.
Summary: Blessings and love abound in Imladris. Sequel to Hidden Love.
Timeline: 2620 TA
Feedback: It is greatly appreciated
Author's note: When Erestor and Glorfindel are mindspeaking it is accentuated by 'dialogue'.
Chapter 8
One week later
“Are you sure you are ready, melui (sweet)?”
Erestor snuggled closer to Glorfindel as they sat before the fire in their bedchamber, “Yes, meleth nín (my love). Tomorrow at dinner we will announce that we are expecting.”
Glorfindel raised Erestor’s chin and laid a gentle kiss on his lips. Caressing his mate’s cheek, Glorfindel whispered, “You are so beautiful, melui nín.”
Erestor smiled and leaned into the caress, “Love me, Glor.”
Rolling them so he lay on top, Glorfindel looked down into Erestor’s beautiful eyes and breathed, “Always.”
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
“Hey! Watch what you are doing,” Glorfindel exclaimed as he just managed to move out of the way of Haldir’s sword.
Haldir gasped for breath as he lowered the tip of his blade to the ground, “I am sorry, Glorfindel.”
Clasping Haldir’s shoulder, Glorfindel said, “Mellon nín (My friend), what is wrong?”
“I was just letting my thoughts wonder, I am sorry. I am fine, Glorfindel,” Haldir said as he sheathed his sword.
Glorfindel frowned, but let it pass.
“Haldir, you are lucky you did not hurt Fin, for I would not want to have to protect you from my mate’s Ada (Daddy),” Calanon laughed as he came to stand besides them.
Glorfindel chuckled as he threw his arm around Haldir’s shoulders, “Yes, Erestor is a little fierce these days when it comes to my welfare.”
“Believe me, I know and I am in no need of warning,” Haldir smiled as he thought of being chased by the dark-haired advisor, who was quite efficient with the use of a blade. “I think I will call it quits for today. I will go and bath so I can be refreshed for the celebration tonight.”
Calanon leaned in towards Haldir and sniffed, “That is what I smell.”
“Hey!” Haldir said as he elbowed Calanon in the stomach.
“Oof!” Calanon gasped, then noticed that Glorfindel had become flushed and started to fidget.
“I will call it a day too. See you this evening, mellyn nín (my friends),” he said as he turned and walked quickly back to The Last Homely House.
Haldir frowned as he watched Glorfindel walk without his usual grace. When he heard Calanon chuckling next to him, he looked to his friend and asked, “And what is so funny?”
“Well, if Erestor’s pregnancy is anything like Lostariel’s, I have a feeling that Glorfindel is about to have the time of his life,” Calanon said with a smile.
“Ahem, well, I think I will go take that bath. I will see you later, mellon nín,” Haldir said.
Calanon smiled as he watched Haldir leave the training yard then he thought of his hervess (wife) and started to make his way home, his smile growing, among other things.
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Melpomaen and Erestor were sitting in Erestor’s study going about their work when the cats started to meow. Frowning, Mel looked about the chamber as the many cats ran from the room, some through the door, while others hopped off the balcony to the gardens below. Mel turned towards Erestor to ask about the cats when he gasped, “Erestor, are you well?” Erestor was flushed and his breathing labored. Melpomaen was starting to really worry when Erestor would not answer him until he saw Glorfindel standing in the doorway, flushed and also breathing hard. Suddenly it dawned on Mel and he quickly rose and said, “Erestor, I need a book in the library. It will most likely take me awhile to find it, so I do not know exactly when I will return,” Mel said as he pushed passed Glorfindel and quickly walked down the hallway towards the library.
Erestor and Glorfindel stared at each other for a few minutes until Glorfindel slammed and locked the door. All Erestor could do when Glorfindel started to stalk towards him was gulp for breath.
Reaching Erestor, Glorfindel pulled him up against him and claimed his lips in a ravishing kiss, ’Melui, you are the fire in my blood.’
Erestor moaned as Glorfindel swung him up into his arms and headed towards the settee.
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Haldir walked into Elrond’s chambers and threw his sword onto the bed as he made his way to the chest of drawers. Opening the drawer that he used for his garments, he dug to the bottom and pulled out a small leather pouch. Haldir carefully emptied the contents into the palm of his hand and stared down at the two matching silver bands. He had made them himself, upon his first return to Lothlórien after he and Elrond had become lovers. As time went by and his loneliness for Elrond grew, Haldir thought of how much worse it would be if they were bonded and that fear had taken a hold of him until he felt like it was choking him, but not anymore. He was going to take every little piece of happiness, every second with his melethron (m. lover) and hold onto it tightly; he was ready. Tonight, tonight his life would be forever bound to Elrond’s completely and a peace settle in Haldir’s soul. Hearing the outer door to the chambers open, he quickly replaced the rings into the pouch and back into the drawer.
Elrond came into the bedchamber and saw Haldir standing before the chest of drawers, “Meleth, I thought you were training with Glorfindel?”
Turning, Haldir said, “We were, but decided to quit early to prepare for the celebration tonight. I came to wash the sweat and dirt from me. Will you wash my back for me?”
Elrond walked up to Haldir and wrapped his arms about his waist. Leaning forward he lapped at the salty sweat on Haldir’s neck and whispered, “Is that all you need help with, maethor nín (my warrior)?”
“Hmm, well, now that you ask, I do believe there are one or two other things I may need help with,” Haldir said before claiming a deep, passionate kiss.
Elrond looked into Haldir’s eyes after they broke apart for air and he thought he saw something in them he had yet to see, acceptance. Suddenly, tears filled his eyes and he had to blink them away.
Haldir gently kissed each of Elrond’s eyelids and then led him into the bathing chamber, knowing that tonight he would be able to give Elrond the one thing that he longed for, his faer (soul).
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“Meleth?”
“Hmm?”
“Meleth, time to get up,” Erestor said as he sat on the edge of the bed next to Glorfindel.
Glorfindel’s answer was to snuggle further under the blankets.
Erestor smiled and shook his head, “Meleth, if you do not get up, we will be late for the celebration, our celebration.”
Glorfindel peeked up at Erestor with one eye and said, “Cannot move.”
Erestor laughed and bent to kiss his mate’s cheek. Gently pushing the hair from Glorfindel’s face, he said, “Come on, lazy.”
Glorfindel raised up to lean on one elbow and said, “Well, I would not be like this if someone had not been so voracious earlier. I will be lucky if I can walk straight, let alone sit properly.”
Erestor arched his brow and said, “I did not hear any complaints earlier, and, if I remember correctly, you were quite voracious yourself, hervenn (husband).”
Laughing, Glorfindel pulled Erestor down on top of him for a ravishing kiss, ‘This is what you do to me, melui nín.’
Erestor moaned and said, ‘If you keep this up, we will never leave this bed.’
Glorfindel squeezed Erestor tightly for a few more moments before letting him go and sat up; thankful he did not feel too much discomfort. When he saw Erestor’s concern, he brushed his fingertips across his chin and said, “Melui, I am fine. I love it when you are out of control.”
Playfully nipping on one of Glorfindel’s fingers, Erestor then helped him up and they proceeded to dress as quickly as possible, helping each other with the other’s hair. As they walked to the dining hall, hand in hand, they were in the company of Faron and his rabble of cats.
TBC