The Fire Dance

Authors Note:

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Anon - I must say, at least your consistent...:)

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Sage Wolf - Awww...I have been Glomped...and thank you for sticking
with me...:)

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Nikkiling - Yes, Glorfindel is strong and stubborn! As he should be
hehhee...and yeah, the little twins are cool, though a little to happy
to
get their hands dirty...:)

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Ithilwen - Thank you very much...I do like writing about them...:)

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Aoklopt - Slash ay? Ok, you got it...it will be soon my friend...:)

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MaelleConstance - Yes, they love their family and Findel is
family...tho I think you are right, hes gonna give them a small lecture
at some point...:)

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TopazKat - Yeah Aglar is fun to write, hes a quiet courtesan with a
past that those who visit him for affection were not fully aware of...:)

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Aglarien - Oh Ive gotten lots of emails from people I have never heard
from before, giving me tips on torture! *Snort*...Oooo...I got kitty
kisses? Cool!...:)

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Janalynn27 - Holly crap, can you imagine how many sequils I could have
done from this story if I had chopped it up? Yikes...noooo...no way...:)

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Authors Note 2: Just a heads up...due to the Holiday weekend, it may be
next week before I can update...I will try to update as soon as I
can...:)~DarkDreamer





The Fire Dance







Ch82





When Aglar turned back around, the warriors in the hall bit their lower
lips and one whispered ever so quietly "Ooo...I have been with him many
times, yet I have never felt my flesh crawl in his presence
before...this is a side of him that I have never encountered before"

One of the other warriors quickly clamped his hand over the elfs mouth
and whispered back "None of us have, in his chamber, there is no need
for "this side" of him. Now be quiet, before he turns around again and
makes me wet myself...his "Shushing" us actually frightened me more
then when I had to travel through the forest of Mirkwood"

Everyone fell deathly quiet as they watched the red haired courtesan
lean close to the adan's ear and whisper something, all wondering what
had been said, for when he was done, the adan began to scream and try
to crawl away.

Grabbing a length of hithlain, Aglar quickly tossed it up and over the
crossbeam above him, then yanked the adan back by his hair.

Sitting quietly in his chair, a small smile graced Glorduins lips as
Aglar tied and then suspended the adan from the crossbeam by his wrists
and thought 'I am actually becoming aroused by this? What is it about
this elf that excites me so'

As the adan twisted and struggled in the air, Aglar calmly retrieved a
small pairing knife from his satchel...removed all his clothes, then
walked back over and
stood before him. Arching his brow, the courtesan lightly tilted his
head and raised the knife "And so we
begin"

~*~*~

Elrond ran into the kitchens and found Glorfindel laying on the floor
"Findel!"

"Ahhhh!...What!"

Looking around, the elven lord pointed to several cooks "Help me get
him to the healing wing!"

Erestor tried to comfort him but Glorfindel growled "I may as well
remain here! At least the Floor is more comfortable then those cursed
healing tables!!"

Elrond ignored the comment and tried to lift his friend, only to be
grabbed by the hair "I said leave me here! Don't you even Think
of...Oooo...moving me!"

Wincing, Elrond smacked at his friends hand "Release my hair
Findel...saes, I am able to serve you better in the healing wing"

Glorfindel let him go, then slammed his hand down on the hard floor
"Ahhh! Blessed Valar this hurts! Get it out of me! This is
not...Ahhh!...how it is suppose to feel is it?!"

Elrond quickly reached out again and Glorfindel hissed "Don't touch me!
Ahh! Get it out!"

As Crabanwen dropped several blankets down next to him, the young
elleth leaned close "The cooks are boiling the knives as I speak"

Elrond nodded, then sighed "Findel, my dear friend...how am I suppose
to get "it" out of I am not aloud to touch you!"

Erestor gently caressed the slayers cheek and whispered "Findel
saes...move onto the blankets and let Elrond help...I want to meet our
little one"

Taking a deep breath, Glorfindel clenched his fists and locked his jaw
"Fine!"

After moving to the blankets, Glorfindel released a roaring scream
"Rrrahh! Why does this hurt so much! Elrond! What is wrong! Something
is wrong!"

Elrond gave Erestor a look, then leaned down "Findel, you are having
your elfling two months early damn it now hold still!"

Elrond then ripped the seneschals tunic open "Hey! That was one of my
favorrrrahhh! Never mind! Just...Ahh!!!"

The elven lord nodded to the cooks and boiling water, towels and
several knives were placed within his reach "Alright Findel, you must
hold still now"

Glorfindels eyes grew wide when he noticed the knives "Wait! What are
they for!"

"I must cut you open Findel, we have discussed this"

"I...I know but...tis slightly different when it is about to happen!"

Elrond placed his hand on Glorfindels forehead "I need you to hold
still Findel...can you hold still for me?"

When Glorfindel did not answer right away, Erestor narrowed his eyes
and growled "You will hold! You fought a Balrog and plummeted down a
mountainside! On Fire! You will hold! This is nothing compared to that
event! You are vulnerable right now Findel! Do you hear me? Vulnerable!"

Glorfindel blinked as he took a deep breath "I am Not vulnerable!" then
looked to Elrond and clenched his jaw "Do it!"

~*~*~

Out in the hall, many of the warriors continued to watch and whisper
amongst themselves........

*CollectiveShudder*

"Ooooo..."

*Wince*

"Do you think he will kill him?"

"The captain wanted him to live"

*Shudder*

"Why"

"So he will live with what he had done"

*Gasp*

"Oh Valar that..."

*Dropped jaws*

"I think I am going to be sick"

*Shocked Blinking*

"Re...remind me Never to upset Aglar"

"You would need to be reminded after this?"

Glorduin tilted his head as he thought 'I can not tell where his red
hair ends and the blood begins...how is he able to do such things...he
holds no expression on his face, like he is not even there...and why am
I as hard as mithril', the ancient lord then took a deep breath 'I am
watching this and all I can think of is how much I want to hold and
comfort Aglar...Valar how I want to hold him'

~*~*~

Glorfindel blinked as his body went limp, then panted hard when Erestor
kissed his forehead "Well done my love...you were so strong...so very
strong"

The seneschal winced as Crabanwen began to stitch him up "You
do...*Pant*...remember how to do that...*Pant*...right Crabanwen?"

The young elleth smiled "Was not so long ago I helped prince Elrohir my
lord. Just relax now"

After a few moments, Elrond returned "You have a ion...tho he is small
and I Must get him to the healing wing"

Glorfindel furrowed his brow "Why is he not crying...Elrond?"

The half-elven lord chuckled "Not all elflings cry Findel...worry not.
I will take him to the healing wing and send a rolling bed to get you.
I checked him with Vilya, he will need watching due to his size, but he
is well"

TBC.......................................





Translations:

Vilya ------------------------------------ Elronds ring of power

Ion -------------------------------------- Son

Saes ------------------------------------- Please