Informal

Title: Informal
Author: Fishy
Email: fishyz9@yahoo.com
Archive:
‘The Aquarium’: http://mypaddedcell.net/Fishyz/theaquarium.html
Pairing: Glorfindel/Erestor
Warning: slash, M/M male sex
Rating: NC17, PWP, AU
Betas: Originally Krit, but unfortunately I lost that copy when my old computer exploded, so this is unbeta’d.
Disclaimer: Not mine
Feedback: Please
Notes: I wrote this along time ago, one of my first tries.
Summary: Glorfindel after no success in his ‘wooing’ tries the direct approach.



Informal


“Come in” Came the smooth and slightly surprised voice, obviously not expecting to be visited so late at night. That very same voice sent shivers down his spine. Glorfindel had, after years of longing and useless attempts at seduction, finally taken the initiative and simply followed Erestor back to his rooms. He was not proud of the fact that he had lingered in the shadows of the halls waiting until Erestor had decided to finally retire for the night, long after all others had. But he justified his actions with the fact that he had been left with no other choice. When Erestor had not seemed to understand that all the late night talks, all the subtle invitations, and all the small touches that lingered a little longer than polite on his arm and shoulder, had been Glorfindel’s somewhat pathetic efforts to simply be near the one he desired. He decided he had no other choice but to be direct.

After following the other through the winding hallways to the councillor’s rooms, he waited until Erestor had entered and closed the doors behind him to exhale and collect his nerves. Leaning his back against the cool stone wall he contemplated what he was about to do. He rationalised that this less than tactful move was the only way for there to be no misunderstandings of his feelings. But he also knew that if he were to follow through with his hearts and loins desire only to be turned away by Erestor, their friendship would drastically suffer. Something he had never been willing to risk before. But of late seeing the advisor everyday and not being able to kiss him breathless was beginning to take its toll. Until now Glorfindel had been in control of his urges but today had been the undoing of his restraint and ultimately the strengthening of his resolve. Who knew that the simple act of Erestor running the top of his quill over his lips in thought, while unbuttoning the top buttons of his long robe could cause him to lose all composure? Choking on and spilling his tea in the process.

After taking a few deep breathes, he quickly straightened his robes and smoothed down his hair before entering the room at the hesitant permission he heard come from within.

Glorfindel opened his mouth to speak but paused at what had greeted him.

“Glorfindel, what can I do for you at this late hour?”

Erestor had walked from the bathroom in nothing but a thin silk cream robe. Outwardly Glorfindel could not make a single word form, but inwardly he laughed at the question, /if only you knew/

“Glorfindel?”

Glorfindel knew Erestor was speaking and that he should be replying but could not help greedily taking in the form before him. Erestor‘s hair hung loose, the fabric of the robe clung to every curve and muscle of the advisors body, leaving an open ‘V’ shape at the neck. Glorfindel had only ever seen him with his hair tightly braided and adorned in heavy concealing dark robes.

“Glorfindel, are you well?”

Unconsciously the councillor began tugging closed the opening at the neckline of his robe where the warrior’s eyes seemed glued. Once the tempting flesh had been hidden from his view Glorfindel snapped his head up to meet the dark advisors confused line of vision.

“Why don’t you ever wear your hair like that during the day?” The warrior asked casually.

“I’m sorry?” Asked the slightly taken aback councillor.

Erestor’s eyes narrowed slightly as Glorfindel slowly stepped forward until they were mere inches from each other. Backed against the wall Erestor’s eyes widened when one hand imbedded itself in his thick loose strands.

“It feels as soft as it looks” The warrior whispered with a look that resembled something of a curious child. But Erestor knew there was nothing innocent about the creature that stood before him. Glorfindel’s heart leaped in his chest when he saw Erestor slowly lean forward but was left amused and disappointed as the advisor strangely sniffed him.

“I am not drunk Erestor”

“Then what..”

Erestor was interrupted as Glorfindel decided to examine his bottom lip with his thumb.

“I wonder if your lips are as soft as they look.” Continued the blond, seemingly talking to himself.

“Glorfindel what in Arda are you doing?”

His question was muffled as his lip was still softly clamped between Glorfindel’s thumb and forefinger.

“I am hoping against hopes that you will allow me into your bed and arms tonight Erestor, and more nights to come.”

Silence.

“I have fallen for you my friend, and would give my life for one kiss from your lovely lips.”

More silence.

“Erestor?”

Erestor’s lips were moving but nothing came out of them. Glorfindel finally released the lip he was already so fond of and gently stroked the soft cheek while smiling hungrily.

“Alright, I’m going to kiss you now Erestor. If you wish me to stop you have to but push me away, my heart may break but I will not force myself upon you.”

Glorfindel gently tilted Erestor’s head up to chastely taste his lips and sighed contently. Withdrawing he felt relieved that he hadn’t been pushed away, and that Erestor also hadn’t seemed to notice that the kiss had ended. The advisors eyes slowly opened to a smiling warrior.

“Alright?” Glorfindel asked in a low husky voice.

Erestor nodded in reply.

With what he considered permission to ravish the councillor, Glorfindel bowed to take the sweet lips again. But this time with urgency, pinning Erestor between himself and the wall Glorfindel rested one hand on a silk clad hip while delving into the mouth. The warrior smiled into the kiss when his counterpart decided to join the kiss and wrapped his arms around Glorfindel's neck and shoulders.

Hearing Erestor whimper only served to spur him on further; the hand that was resting on the slender hip slyly went to work on untying the sash that held the robe together. As the robe was slowly pushed open Glorfindel broke the kiss to gaze upon the flesh he had until now been denied. Blushing furiously in embarrassment Erestor tried to cover himself by pulling his robe back together. Glorfindel halted the coy advisor’s hands and once more established eye contact.

“You are beautiful Erestor, please do not deny me this, let me look upon you?”

Nervously Erestor let his hands drop to his side to unveil himself once more to the others gaze. Glorfindel’s eyes once more swept over the lush body before him. Toned muscle and skin as creamy as the robe he wore. Glorfindel let his digits graze across the flesh from the smooth chest to his abdomen, hearing Erestor suck in his breath as his hand ghosted lower he halted his movements and cup the advisors chin gently.

“Nervous?” Glorfindel asked sweetly.

“Aye” Erestor’s voice was growing hoarse with desire.

It was natural to be a little apprehensive Glorfindel rationalised, even he was nervous. But Erestor although clear to judge from his voice and proud erection was eager and responsive to Glorfindel’s touch, was extremely nervous, fearful even.

“Erestor?” The advisor lowered his head to hide from his soon to be lover.

“Have you ever, lain with another?” Erestor’s silence and reluctance to meet Glorfindel's eyes told warrior all he needed to know of the others sexual experience.

“Erestor, look at me” Dark brown eyes met bright blue ones nervously.

“You have never known the touch of another, intimately?”

“No, what of it?” Came the whispered almost defensive response that held a tinge of shame to it.

“Erestor, I greatly desire you. I will not pretend to understand how it is you have remained untouched so long, there is no one as breathtaking as you, never have I desired someone so. But if you wish for me to leave I will understand, but I would be honoured to be the first to lay with you, such a gift it would be to me.

“I… do not wish for you to leave, stay?” Erestor asked in a shaky whispered voice.

“For as long as you will let me, touch me pen-vain?”

Erestor slowly raised his hands and let them hover above Glorfindel’s chest, still hesitant to touch the warrior. Glorfindel took the shaking hands in his own, kissing them both before laying them upon his chest.
Breathing heavily Erestor slowly but firmly rubbed the muscles beneath the tunic.

Encouraged by the small sounds of pleasure leaving Glorfindel’s mouth, he released the first clasp of the tunic and slipped the tips of his fingers beneath to touch bare skin. Feeling the skins warmth beneath his touch he released the next couple of clasps. Seeing Glorfindel’s pectoral muscles come into view he softly placed a kiss to the hairless chest, just above his heart. The gesture greatly moved the warrior and he could not help himself as he pulled Erestor into another deep kiss.

While granting entry to Glorfindel’s persistent tongue Erestor slid the tunic from hard muscled shoulders. Erestor ran his hands over the broad chest and shoulders while Glorfindel snuck his hands beneath the robe, down a slender waist until they rested on Erestor's firm behind giving it a gentle squeeze.

Erestor could feel Glorfindel’s hard length pressing into his side, breaking the kiss he looked down as his hands came to rest on the waistband of the warriors leggings. He slowly and with shaky hands untied the laces, while Glorfindel affectionately spread soft kisses along his temple. But just as Erestor was about to slide the snug leggings down Glorfindel’s hands came to still his.

“My boots, I’m still wearing my boots”

Both laughed quietly, while Glorfindel using Erestor as something to hold onto quite ungracefully kicked off his boots. When the warrior had stilled again, Erestor finally slid the leggings down brushing as much flesh as possible. Stepping out of the leggings that puddled around his feet Glorfindel commenced in finally ridding the advisor of the robe that was partially hanging off of him, only to rip it in his eagerness. The warrior met Erestor’s eyes apologetically.

“Forgive me pen-vaelui, I have ripped your robe.”

“I care not” With forcefulness that both surprised and delighted Glorfindel, Erestor pulled Glorfindel in for what was the most forceful and heated kiss he had ever experienced. Moaning loudly into the kiss Glorfindel slammed Erestor’s back against the wall to press their bodies together.

With Glorfindel’s neck in the crook of Erestor’s elbow to secure the warrior’s lips to his own, Erestor slowly and seductively rubbed his arousal against Glorfindel’s proud erection, emitting a deep moan from the warrior’s lips.

With a growl Glorfindel grasped the top of Erestor’s thigh just beneath his buttocks to bring it about his waist, using the wall for leverage and with his other arm firmly holding a supple thigh about his waist, the warrior ground himself against the councillor. When maintaining the kiss proved too difficult, Glorfindel pressed his hungry lips to the delicate tip of an ear before moving to lap at Erestor’s neck. Breathlessly Erestor clawed one hand down the broad sun kissed back. Groping at a firm cheek he pressed the warrior against him harder for more friction, while massaging the golden scalp with his other.

“Erestor?” Glorfindel’s voice was gruff with need. Receiving a moan in reply Glorfindel ceased his movements, with much regret he pulled away from Erestor and smiled at the whimper of disappointment.

“The bed?” He asked after placing a lingering kiss to the oh so kissable lips, and tucking the now mused dark hair behind a thoroughly nibbled ear.

Seeing the nervousness return to dilated, lust filled eyes he hastened to reassure, in a soft caring voice, the one he knew he would never be able to part himself from.

“I will be gentle moren vain.”

“Maethoren valthen,,,I do not wish for you to be gentle” He said with a sly smile while taking Glorfindel’s pulsing member into hand. Glorfindel laughed at the boldness of the statement, /what else should I expect from the lord councillor/ he thought before hissing in pleasure.

“All in time pen-vuil, but for now I will make slow love to you. You are un-touched; I could never forgive myself if I were to harm you”

Taking the mischievous hand in his own, and placing his other hand on the slender hip, he turned Erestor and walked him backwards to the bed. When the back of Erestor’s knees hit the bed the councillor climbed upon it, without looking away from his soon to be lover he pulled the warrior with him. Both kneeling to face each other, Erestor languidly kissed his partner. When they broke Erestor smiled shyly.

“Still nervous?” The blonde asked while kissing the backs of the advisors hands.

“Aye” But the smile on his face told Glorfindel that he did not wish to turn back now.

“I too was nervous upon approaching you tonight. I feared you would turn me away, and that our friendship would be forever changed.”

“It has changed.” Seeing his partners smile falter slightly, Erestor tugged blonde hair behind a pointed ear and stroked a soft cheek.

“We are more now, we are still friends but…”

“But what?” He prodded further.

“There is a place in my heart only for you now, make me yours Glorfindel?” The seneschal’s smile was breathtakingly beautiful, intensifying Erestor’s desire.

“You already are” Was whispered into the advisor’s ear before he found himself being thoroughly kissed and lowered to the bed.

Settling himself between Erestor’s legs he set to work in making the body beneath him scream. While running his fingers lightly over the sides of the squirming elf, Glorfindel playfully took a small hard nipple into his mouth. Biting and sucking ruthlessly as he felt insistent digits interlace in his golden main urging him on. After repeating his playful torture to the other nipple, Glorfindel made his way down Erestor’s abdomen bestowing light kisses in his trail.

When he reached his goal, he paused to take in the sight of the panting unmade elf before him.

“So beautiful” He whispered, more to himself than Erestor.

Erestor looked up when he heard the whispered endearment but threw his head back with force, as his quivering member was devoured in a tight heat.

“Ai Glorfindel!”

Glorfindel again looked up to survey his sweet tasting elf. Erestor’s chest was covered in a sheen of sweat, rising and falling rapidly. His head was thrown back and eyes closed tightly. His hands were held above his head, grasping desperately at the beautifully crafted head board.

With a smirk on his lips he playfully nipped at the tip of the pulsing length then ran his tongue down the underside before again devouring it fully to the base. Hearing Erestor’s incoherent sounds of pleasure he began to suck with earnest. Holding the writhing hips still with the advisors thighs over his shoulders, he let one hand stray to tease the unattended sacks. Hollowing his cheeks and swirling his tongue he savoured the sweet taste that was dripping from the head.

“Glorf, I… I can not hold, Ai Glorfindel!”

Glorfindel felt the warm nectar slide down his throat, lapping the last drop from the tip, he released the now sated member from his mouth to rise and lay atop of the panting elf. Glorfindel was still painfully hard but still determined to make slow satisfying love to the one beneath him.

Erestor’s eyes where closed, still riding out the last waves of ecstasy flowing through his body. Cheeks flushed, with sweat trickling down the sides of his face into damp hair, and lips pouted, Glorfindel unable to stop himself delved into the inviting mouth.

Erestor moaned into the mouth, his own taste on Glorfindel’s tongue causing him to grow hard again.

“Erestor, do you have any lubricant?”

“Lubricant, what for?” Erestor asked innocently still in a daze from the kiss his mind was yet to catch up with his surroundings. Glorfindel smiled sweetly with a raised eyebrow.

“Oh! I, ah, have some oil for my lantern, would that be alright?”

“Perfect seron vell, where is it?” He asked while stroking a soft flushed cheek.

“Near the window” Erestor watched as Glorfindel stood and gracefully walked over to retrieve the small bottle. Seeing the toned muscular body and pert behind made Erestor moan yet again in need, it took all his restraint not to touch himself at the glorious sight.

Climbing back on the bed Glorfindel lay down next to the nervous advisor on his side. Running his hands over the creamy chest he tried to reassure his lover.


“Remember, I will not harm you. There may be some discomfort at first but it will not last”

Erestor physically jumped at the sound of the small bottle being uncorked, all previous cockiness on his behalf was evaporating. Seeing Erestor’s apprehension Glorfindel nuzzled the other elf’s soft neck while moving to lightly brush finger tips over Erestor’s awakening arousal, emitting a sigh of pleasure.

“It will be alright, I promise you”

Erestor nodded at the reassurance and tried to relax. Seeing Glorfindel oil his fingers caused a lump to form in his throat, but his desire did not lessen, he wanted to belong to the Elda, and would suffer any pain necessary to do so. He wondered if the blond knew that he had desired him for as long as he could remember. Movement on the bed as the other shifted caused him to lose his trail of thought.

Glorfindel settled himself between Erestor’s legs and made swift work of carefully preparing the way, with utter care and consideration so that his now weeping length would cause no damage once buried inside. With three fingers now scissoring the way he didn’t withdraw until he knew he had found the spot that would make his lover writhe in ecstasy. When Erestor let out a low moan and pushed back he smirked in triumph. Withdrawing his fingers to coat his own arousal and held himself above Erestor with his length nudging at the prepared entrance.

Now face to face Glorfindel searched the others eyes for permission to proceed. Erestor, moved by the sweetness Glorfindel was treating him with, stroked the soft cheek and moved a wayward blond strand behind a pointed ear before softly kissing his lips and whispering to him.

“Make me yours Glorfindel”

Overwhelmed by emotion Glorfindel chastely kissed the bruised lips before slowly sliding himself in to the clenching heat. He let out a low groan at finally being sheathed in the dark advisors enveloping heat. Pausing to allow Erestor to adjust to his heavy member inside of him, he kissed Erestor’s cheek tenderly. Waiting for Erestor to open his eyes again, he slowly began to move.

Erestor dutifully wrapped his legs around the warrior’s waist. Glorfindel braced himself above Erestor with his arms resting either side of the councillor’s head, and stomachs pressed against each other. Seeing Erestor biting his bottom lip he raised his hand to tenderly brush the soft lip while whispering softly in a ragged voice.

“Nay Erestor, this lip is mine to abuse, no one else’s.” The blond leaned in to softly bite the battered lip before swiping his tongue along it and delving into sweet tasting mouth. All the while never ceasing his slow momentum.

Thrusting a little deeper and harder Glorfindel heard Erestor gasp as he rubbed against the special spot deep within him, overjoyed now that he could feel the advisor eagerly meet each thrust. Erestor was moaning loudly now, desperately clutching at the muscular arms and back of the warrior. Seeing the muscles move beneath the sweat soaked skin was beautiful to behold in his eyes.

“Ai Erestor, you feel so… wonderful…” More moans greeted his ears.

“Oh… more Glorfindel… please…”

Picking up the pace Glorfindel thrust harder and deeper but still holding back as to not leave the councillor to sore in the morning.

“So… tight… feels… magnificent…” Glorfindel panted in to his lover’s ear.

Glorfindel could feel his peak rapidly approaching; he took Erestor’s straining length in hand, his mind set on bringing the advisor to an earth shattering orgasm for the second time that night.

After a few strokes of his length Erestor bucked beneath the warrior screaming his name and spilling over his hand. The clenching passage was more than Glorfindel could withstand. Moaning loudly into Erestor’s shoulder he came harder than he had ever before in his long life.

Both stilled, panting hard, Glorfindel was still inside of Erestor lying atop of him but felt reluctant to leave. But he knew he needed to extract himself less he hurt the one he loved. Slowly he pulled himself out of his lover and laid beside him. Immediately pulling Erestor into his arms, the advisor buried his head under Glorfindel’s chin and sighed contently.

“That was… I’ve never… felt… I never knew something so beautiful could exist.” Erestor breathed quietly. Touched by the heartfelt words, Glorfindel tilted his head and kissed the advisor hard, before releasing the bruised lips.

“Erestor, never have I… come so hard before in my life. Any other touch but yours will from now on be nothing to me.” Glorfindel declared still breathlessly. Erestor raised his head to look out of the window to the night sky before resting back onto the pillow, now face to face with his lover.

“There are still some hours until dawn Glorfindel, will you stay? My bed would feel empty without you.” Erestor found one of Glorfindel’s hands and interlaced the fingers with his own.

“My dear Erestor, you could not rid yourself of me now if you tried. Sleep love, I will be here when you wake, and then I will ravish you all over again” The blond whispered seductively into pointed ear, bestowing a soft lingering kiss to the mouth that he would now refused to live without.

Squeezing the hand he held onto Erestor snuggling closer to the blond, moulding to Glorfindel’s frame Erestor slipped into peaceful reverie.

“It would seem the direct approach is also the most effective.” Glorfindel whispered to himself smiling. Placing one last feather light kiss to the ruby lips as to not wake the other elf; he followed his new love into reverie.

TBC?