The green eyed monster

Title: The green eyed monster
Author: Fishy (fishyz9@yahoo.com)
Rating: NC17
Disclaimer: I own nothing.
Notes: Un-beta’d, slash (M/M)
Pairing: Erestor/Glorfindel
Summary: It is the green eyed monster that has kept Glorfindel from his greatest joy and that also delivers it.


The green eyed monster.


Glorfindel did not have the first clue as to what it was this elf was babbling about. He allowed the elf to continue his merry banter but was not listening to a single word he was saying. Always his gaze travelled over to one other, and the swarm of elves around him. Erestor. He realised now that he had made a fatale mistake in making fun of Erestor earlier that morn. He had badgered the councillor about his sense of dress, or as he called it, his ‘constant state of mourning’.

He cursed the advisors beauty, and he cursed his sweet hesitant smiles and sense of humour. But mostly he cursed himself for his constant teasing. ‘Why do I do that?!’ He screamed inwardly. Always he would result to making fun of Erestor, never overly harsh but enough to make him storm out of the room and glare at him. He couldn’t help but compare himself to an elfling, when one elf child would poke and make fun of another when harbouring a secret crush.

And now look at what he had done! Erestor had joined the halls looking breathtaking. Gone were the dark concealing robes, Erestor was wearing a satin white shirt that laid open down to the midway point of his chest. He wore tight, *tight* leggings. Or perhaps they were not so tight, perhaps it was the fact that he had, along with everyone else, never seen Erestor in anything but very concealing garments and that that made the leggings look tight. Or perhaps it was simply because Erestor harboured the most delicious, most pert, most perfect behind he had ever seen. Ai he simply wanted to pull the advisor into his arms and kiss him breathless, he wanted to ravish him where he stood, right now, without thought as to whoever may see. He wanted him that badly.

But he also wanted to hold the dark elf gently, with one hand at his slim waist and another behind a delicate shoulder blade. See Erestor was exceptional, he was slim in build, shorter than most and had such gentle beautiful features. Such as his slightly upturned nose, which Glorfindel had always found adorable. His full slightly pouted red lips, oh and his dark warm eyes. Framed by long sooty black eyelashes. His hair, longer than most male elves and silky to the touch, or so Glorfindel had always thought, for it shimmered in the light.

But what amazed Glorfindel the most was not those slim hips, not the rarely seen smile and dimples which always made Glorfindel melt. It was that with all these enchanting beautiful features, Erestor managed to maintain his masculinity and had nothing but the utmost respect from other elves. Save for himself of course, for he was an insecure, immature, moronic elf who could think of nothing to say in this creatures presence so opted for embarrassing and probably hurting the feelings of the one he wanted so very badly.

And now look, all those other elves, both male and female fawned over him. What had he done? Now Erestor, who usually so shy yet had the ability to dominate any council room had the attention of every elf in the damn hall. And he bet that none of them had ever dared make fun of the advisor, even before this transformation. But he also bet that none of them harboured such deep impenetrable feeling for Erestor as he did, for he had always wanted the advisor, whether it be in black robes that drown the slighter elf, or spread out naked glazed in honey, he had always loved him.

For a moment their gaze caught each others, Glorfindel immediately looked away and back to the elf before him, nodding along with whatever it was he was saying. A moment later Glorfindel could see Erestor approach from the corner of his eye. Again he turned to the elf opposite and burst into fake fits of laughing, lightly swatting his shoulder. The elf looked at him peculiarly for what he said had not been in the least part amusing, not to him anyway.

Glorfindel knew when Erestor was standing behind him, for not only did the elf before him, who’s name he still could not recall, straightened his tunic and ran a hand through his hair, but the smell of vanilla and leaves, Erestor’s very own scent entered his nostrils.

“Ah…g-good eve, Glorfindel.” Erestor said, waiting for Glorfindel to turn around and acknowledge him. He was not usually one for social gatherings. But yesterday had been the final straw with Glorfindel. He could take no more of his petty jibes, not from him. Glorfindel turned and raised a brow disinterestedly.

“Good eve councillor.” Was the simple reply, inwardly Glorfindel clawing over Erestor at such close proximity, wanting to swoop him into arms. But outwardly he looked barely interested.

“I trust you are enjoying yourself this eve?” Was Erestor’s strained attempt to keep the conversation going as Glorfindel had begun to turn back around.

“As always, and yourself?”
“Aye I am.”
“I must admit it is odd to see you here at all, I had thought that social gatherings were not much to your likings.”
“Well, as you pointed out earlier to me, I do not socialize enough. I thought perhaps it wouldn’t hurt to indulge a little, maybe even, dance?” Erestor ended in a high hopeful note, hoping that Glorfindel would take the hint and ask him to dance.

Glorfindel was taken back a little, was Erestor asking him to dance? Usually Glorfindel may of joked or teased in such a situation, but Erestor had been brave enough to ask or hint, knowing that he may have not only been turned down, but embarrassed in the process. So instead Glorfindel smiled gently, which seemingly pleased Erestor as a smile of his own lit across his face, and was about to ask Erestor nervously to dance when the other elf who they had for the moment forgotten spoke up.

“My lord Erestor, may I say you look wonderful tonight.”
“What?” Erestor looked to other elf, suddenly remembering there was a third to their small party. “Oh, thank you.” Erestor looked down at himself nervously pulling at the sleeve of his shirt.
“’tis not what we are used to seeing you in.”
“Well, a change now and then can never hurt I suppose, worry not I will be back in my robes in the morrow.”
“That is a shame, as lovely as you always look, you look divine tonight. I dare say the fairest elf to attend here this eve.”
“Ah…that is, most kind of you.” Was the uncomfortable reply.
“Oh and modest to! What a beautiful blush you wear, you really are radiant, if you do not mind my saying so. Does our councillor not look beautiful tonight Glorfindel?”

Erestor looked to Glorfindel, indeed with a blush and a small smile, awaiting Glorfindel’s response.

“I hadn’t noticed.” Was the flat reply. Out of nowhere such anger had welled up within him, whether it be from this other elf complimenting his Erestor, or if it was from the fact that Erestor had responded as he had, blushing so very beautifully. Not even knowing why he had decided to take out his petty and unfounded jealously on Erestor he had regretted the words the second he had said them. For the smile had slid from Erestor’s face to be replaced by a sad expression, the sparkle that had shone in his eyes only a moment ago extinguished.

“Ah, Erestor would you care to dance?” The other elf had asked, trying to break the now awkward silence. Erestor had looked up again, but to face Glorfindel, he stood silently as if giving Glorfindel a chance to say something before tilting his chin back up and turned to face the other elf, an obvious fake smile firmly in place.

“I would love to.” He had said in his standard councillor voice, and allowed the other to lead him away to dance.

Glorfindel stood there watching, he watched as someone else held his Erestor close. He watched as someone else danced in circles with his Erestor. He watched as Erestor laughed and moved closer into the embrace, every so often darting a look back to Glorfindel. He deserved this, did he not? If he could not act civilly towards Erestor than what chance did he have as a lover? Lowering his head in defeat and placing his glass to one side he left the hall. He deserved this.

He was unable to sleep, why did he do it? Why was he such a coward when it came to Erestor? Finally he flung the bed cover off and onto the floor, getting to his feet he left his chambers and made his way to Erestor’s. He needed to have this over with, less he never find rest or reverie again.

He stood waiting at the advisors doors after knocking briskly, it was only now that he noted that he stood in naught but his loose sleeping trousers. He hunched his shoulders and crossed his arms over his chest so that his hands were snug beneath his armpits as if to reserve some body heat or to crudely cover himself. He raised his hand to knock again but paused as a thought struck him. What if Erestor was not alone? Many would of sought out the advisors favours that night, enough had openly admired him. He turned to leave with a sunken heart when hearing a snuffling noise come from within but the door swung open before he could take his leave.

“Glorfindel?” Erestor had come to the door in much of the same state of undress. Loose sleeping trousers plus a loose sleeveless vest, hair in disarray and with oddly enough, large wet eyes. His cheeks were slightly flushed and the tip of his nose had a pinkish tint to it, Erestor had been weeping.

“Why have you been weeping?” Glorfindel asked without thinking first. Erestor furiously and quickly wiped at his cheeks before looking to Glorfindel defiantly, answering his question with one of his own.

“It’s late Glorfindel, why are you here?”
“I…may I come in?”
“No.”
“Alright, ah, I wanted to uh, apologise to you Erestor.” He started in a low voice, unable to meet Erestor‘s eyes and instead focusing on his bare feet. When Erestor did not speak or move Glorfindel continued. “I lied when I said I did not notice before, I noticed.” He ended in a quiet voice, still with shoulders hunched and arms crossed firmly about his chest.

“You did?” Came the equally quiet voice.
“Aye I did, you were…are beautiful.” He dared to glance up at Erestor, and was relieved to see him smiling slightly, the pinkish tint of his nose spreading to his cheeks.

“The shirt I wore, did you recognise it?” When Glorfindel frowned Erestor continued. “It was months ago, you saw another wearing one similar and you had commented on how beautiful they had looked. The next day I had one similar made and have been looking for an excuse ever since to wear it….for you.”

“Erestor…”
“And then…” he interrupted, “…then you had, made fun of me, yet again this morn…” Glorfindel cringed at how hurt Erestor sounded. “…And I thought, that perhaps if you saw me differently…” here he shrugged, “…you would, I don’t know, compliment me instead, ask me to dance even.”
“I wanted to, really I did!” Glorfindel was surprised at how unsteady his voice was when he spoke. Erestor was slightly startled at the outburst, and quickly ushered Glorfindel into his rooms. When the door was closed behind them Glorfindel advanced on the advisor again, repeating his words but at a lower frequency.

“I wanted to, I wanted to dance with you.”
“Then why didn’t you?”
“Because…because I..I don’t know I…”
“And why are you always this way with me?”
“What way?”
“The way you are!”

This time it was Glorfindel who was stunned.

“Never can you say a kind word to me, when all I wish to hear…all I want from you…”
“What?” The blond stepped closer, but Erestor shook his head and took a step back.

“Why do you treat me so, and why did you act that way in the hall?”
“I really do not know why I am like this with you..”
“That isn’t good enough!”
“I know I…I just, with you, everything is different, Erestor…” Hesitantly he took one of Erestor’s hands in his own. “Every time I think I may of hurt you I have hated myself for it. Its just that whenever I am near you, I…I never know what to do or say, so I say the first thing that comes to mind. Unfortunately they are never kind words.”
“And in the hall?” Erestor asked softly, allowing the hold on his hand.
“The hall.” Glorfindel growled and unconsciously squeezed the hand he held. “His hand was on your hip Erestor.” Glorfindel was unable to look Erestor in the eye, if he had he would of seen the small smile there.

“Indeed it was, he had straying hands Glorfindel.” Erestor said as he stepped closer, enjoying the fact that the grip on his hand became tighter. When standing but inches in front of each other Erestor spoke in a low teasing voice.

“He asked me to come back to his rooms.” He moved his lips close to Glorfindel’s, delighted that the blonds jaw was clenching and that his breathing was becoming laboured as if trying suppress his anger.

“He wanted me in his bed Glorfindel, he wanted to lay with me.”
“Well, obviously you did not go, for you would not be here.” Glorfindel said in a strained voice, not wanting his unreasonable jealousy to show.
“Aye, for some reason I came back here and decided to cry over you. Not before he tried to kiss me of course.”
“HE CAN NOT HAVE YOU!” Glorfindel bellowed and gripped a shocked Erestor firmly by the shoulders and near shook him. His eyes went wide at what he had just done and he immediately released Erestor. “I am sorry, Erestor I am so sorry I had no right…” He was interrupted however when Erestor practically threw himself into the warriors arms. His lips pressed in a desperate kiss against Glorfindel’s.

“What..” Glorfindel breathlessly managed to half heartedly push Erestor back, just far enough to see into dark eyes that shone with need and adrenaline.

“Glorfindel, please, no more talking. It is your delicious tongue that has delayed the inevitable between us for as long as it is.” And again he assailed Glorfindel’s astonished mouth once again.

“The inevitable?” Glorfindel managed to ask between kisses.
“Aye..” *kiss* “…you..” *kiss* “…me…” *kiss* “…making love…” *a long lingering kiss*

“Making love?!” Glorfindel asked in muffled astonishment.

Since Glorfindel was apparently determined to speak Erestor abandoned his lips to kiss along a delicately pointed ear and curve of neck.
“Mmhmm.” Was his answer.
“But…but…”
“But what?” Erestor asked finally facing Glorfindel and for the moment ceasing his torturous attention.

“After the way I…you can not be that easy.”
“Excuse me?!” Erestor asked in complete and utter shock and offence, taking a step back and removing his arms from around Glorfindel’s shoulders.
“Oh Valar! No…no I didn’t..”
“I can’t believe you would say such a thing I…” And then Erestor paused and looked to Glorfindel with renewed hurt. “…Is this all apart of your game, coming here tonight?”
“What? Erestor no!”
“You did not come to apologise, you came here to see how long it would take for me to invite you into my bed! Just so that you may throw it back at me, insulting my honour!”
“Erestor please I never, I never meant that *you* were..”
“I am not easy!” Erestor choked out, his voice wavering and a tear trailing his cheek.

Taking control of the situation Glorfindel forcefully pulled the struggling advisor into his arms. “I know Erestor, please peace my love I know.”

Slowly the struggling stopped, and Erestor looked up at Glorfindel. Scrutiny written across his fair face. “What did you say?” He whispered warily, still not completely trusting the warrior.

“My love, for that is what you are. Whether you would have me or not.”

Erestor had stopped his struggles and simply stared at Glorfindel, unwilling to simply forget what he had said.
“I am not easy Glorfindel.” He repeated in a hurt voice that brought tears to Glorfindel’s eyes.

“Ai Erestor I know, believe me I have watched you for many a year, dreading the day you would take a lover and even subtly deterring those who would approach you, I know you are not. I…I simply meant in my own moronic way that I could not believe that you could forgive me so easily. After the way I have treated you for so long, for you to speak words of making love after one simple apology…I feel undeserving. How could you forgive me so easily?” Glorfindel still held Erestor by the shoulders, but more gently so as the dark elf had stopped his attempts to pull away.

Erestor shrugged, “I love you.” He muttered in a most small and quiet voice, his voice breaking slightly as he quickly looked away from such intense blue eyes.

“A love of which I am undeserving. I would show you how much I return your love Erestor, but would understand if you desire to send me away this night.”

….

“Stay.” Was the almost inaudible reply that came after a long pause.
“You are sure?” Glorfindel asked pulling Erestor closer into his arms.
“Yes, just…try not to…speak.” Erestor said with a small smile as he allowed Glorfindel to place his hands on his slim waist.
“I will put my mouth to good use I promise you.” Glorfindel could not help but chuckle as Erestor bit his lip blushing, those sweet dimples having some sort of gravitational pull as he softly kissed them both.

Erestor’s eyelashes fluttered as he sighed when Glorfindel gently kissed his neck and shoulders.
“Glorfindel?”
“Hmm?”
“Come to bed?” He whispered.

Glorfindel smiled adoringly in reply. Reaching for the hem of the vest Erestor wore he slowly lifted it up and over the advisors head. Grinning as Erestor obediently lifted his arms. Letting the vest fall to the floor Glorfindel pulled the dark elf closer by the waist for a soft yet searing kiss. When they parted Glorfindel could feel his groin tighten and become fully erect at the small sigh and whimper that left Erestor’s lips. Wordlessly he took Erestor by the hand and led him over to the bed.

Glorfindel gently pushed Erestor down until he sat on the side of the bed. Standing before him he bent forwards and rested one hand at the small of Erestor’s back in a silent request for him to lift his hips. When doing so Glorfindel pulled the loose sleeping pants down and beneath the advisors buttocks so that he could sit again. Having fully removed Erestor’s sleeping garments he bit his lip as he raked over Erestor’s naked, aroused and very nervous form as his hands rested at the waistband of his own trousers.

His hands hovered there for a moment in the hope that they would be relieved. He was not left disappointed as Erestor shyly raised his hands to the edge of the band. Letting his own hands fall to his sides he watched as Erestor shakily pulled loose the sleeping cords and carefully, ever so carefully lifted the trousers over his considerable arousal and let them to fall to the floor. Stepping out of the pool of clothing on the floor Glorfindel gently pushed Erestor back until he was lying flat n the bed.

Erestor slowly pulled himself further up the bed and watched as Glorfindel loomed above him, following him with his legs straddled either side of him. When they came to the centre of the bed though, Glorfindel placed a knee between his thighs, silently asking him to spread. Blushing furiously Erestor spread his legs and allowed Glorfindel to lay between them. When flesh met flesh both broke their silence and moaned. And then Glorfindel’s lips were upon him.

Erestor’s head spun at what those talented lips were doing. They seemed to kiss and caress every part of him. From the inside of his thigh and knee to the inside of his wrist and the tips of his fingers. Unaware, Erestor was writhing and whimpering helplessly, causing the heat within Glorfindel to spiral dangerously out of control. When feeling a moist heat surround his throbbing need however he made his needs know, verbally.

“Ai Glorfindel please, I need to you take me. Please, make love to me!”
“I have only ever dreamed of you saying that, do you have something to…ease the way?”

Lunging beneath a pillow Erestor pulled out a small glass container of oil, to which Glorfindel raised his brow with a smirk.

“Often I would stroke myself at night, imagining it was you pleasuring me so.” He admitted shamelessly.

Glorfindel growled and swooped down for another heated and urgent kiss. When they parted Glorfindel pressed one more sweet chase kiss to the swollen ruby lips before smirking deviously and kneeling up between Erestor’s bent legs.

Erestor was tight, delightfully so. He checked continuously for any discomfort on his lovers half but Erestor writhed in wanton ecstasy, begging to be satisfied. Although the hot passage still clenched tightly around his fingers he deemed Erestor prepared and hastily coated his own length.

He held himself above Erestor now, his burning hot rod nudging and begging for entrance against Erestor’s small oiled opening. Erestor looked a vision, sweat dripped down the sides of his head, dampening his dark hair which lay sprawled out against the white pillow. The lighting in the room was extremely dim but he could still make out those glistening nervous yet wanting dark eyes. He loved that Erestor sweetly stroked his arms that were braced either side of Erestor’s rib cage. Waiting for permission and receiving it in the form of a small nod of the head he pressed forwards, and moaned as he did so.

So tight, so hot, so tight and hot. Bliss, this was bliss, he had never dreamed that anyone let alone Erestor, the one elf he had always longed for would feel this good. When fully sheathed he opened his eyes and searched Erestor’s for any sign of discomfort. He found none, shock, surprise and lust yes, but not pain, slight discomfort maybe, but not pain. He had prepared him well.

“Alright?” Glorfindel whispered shakily, his chest heaving with exertion even though for the moment he remained still, awaiting permission to begin thrusting. To which Erestor nodded, unable for the moment to find his voice.
“Can I move?” Glorfindel asked quietly to which Erestor smiled and again nodded.

Slowly Glorfindel pulled out, and then sank back in at an equally patiently slow pace. He was transfixed, he could not look away from Erestor’s face. Erestor still held onto the forearms that were braced either side of him, and watched open mouthed as Glorfindel slowly pulled out of him and then sank back in. The smaller and paler chest beneath his rose and fell rapidly as the advisor began to pant, still unable to look away from where their bodies had connected. There was a trickle of sweat in the hollow of his neck, and his bottom lip, red and swollen shone with moisture as he continuously nervously licked his lips. He thrust in a little sharper and deeper, watching for a reaction, and he got one. A small hiss escaped Erestor’s lips, and then he knew.

Erestor had been a virgin. *Had* been, he had taken it from him. He found himself suddenly overwhelmingly grateful that he had taken such care with preparing him, merely thinking that it had been a while for the advisor and that he was simply small.

“Erestor?” He asked softly, momentarily ceasing his movements. Erestor looked up, there was such trust in those dark eyes that Glorfindel was hard pressed to find his own voice again.

“Are you…is this your first time?” He asked gently.

Erestor looked away and back down to where he eyes had been previously focused but eventually nodded yes.
“Why, am I doing it wrong?” He whispered when finally looking back into blue eyes, a trace of embarrassment and even shame in his voice.

“Oh no, no, no, Erestor, my sweet darling no..” he said with a reassuring and most adoring smile.

“Then why have you stopped?”
“I need to know if you are in any pain at all. I had had my suspicions but did not realise you were untouched.”
“It doesn’t hurt…terribly so anyway, it just feels, good, to have you inside of me.”

Glorfindel’s jaw clenched with emotion, and tenderly he kissed Erestor, so softly, so lovingly that when they parted Erestor sighed happily. With their brows pressed together Glorfindel whispered to him.

“You must tell me if I hurt you, alright?”
“Alright.” Erestor whispered back.
“I love you Erestor.” He whispered as he chastely kissed him one more time before lifting himself back up, bracing himself so that he could gaze down at Erestor and resume his slow thrusting.

“Wrap you legs around me.” Glorfindel instructed in a gentle whisper.

Erestor complied and moaned a moment later, with the new angle of penetration Glorfindel stroked at him deeper inside, and against the one spot that made him beg for more.

“Please…more…”
Glorfindel thrust deeper and at a quicker pace but never lost control of his movements.

“Please Glor… more, please…”
“Another time my sweetheart, I will not risk hurting you your first time.”

And so Glorfindel continued with his reasonable and virginal pace, each time touching the spot that made Erestor cry out and writhe beneath him. But even he could only take so much.

“Ai Erestor, damn you feel good.” He panted as his momentum picked up.
“Please, in me….deeper, harder please..”
“Alright, but only a little my lusty one.”

Glorfindel arched his back and plunged in deeper, before pulling out barely half way to sink straight back in. Ringing cries and moans of ecstasy from the elf beneath him.

“Oh yes…yes, yes!” Erestor began to moan, throwing his head back and forth on the pillow.

“Ai Erestor!” Glorfindel cried, moving his pelvis in a quicker momentum, grunting with each harder thrust.

“Ai Glor…Glorfindel! Please, do me harder please, oh gods, please, push your cock in deeper. I want all of you in me please, my love. Oh…ooh, I love you, I love you..”

Glorfindel moaned, burying his head into Erestor’s neck he grasped a pale thigh in one hand a thrust more vigorously, yet still refused to simply slam into Erestor.

“Say it again.” He panted.
“Your cock. In me…deeper, I need to feel you deeper, harder..”

Glorfindel growled and began to thrust quickly, barely pulling out and continuously brushing against the spot that drove Erestor mad, and had him chanting Glorfindel’s name in his ear. Glorfindel took Erestor in fierce kiss, sweat and tears ran down the dark elf’s cheeks, giving his skin a salty taste. Glorfindel loved it.

“Ai Glor…I’m going to…to..”
“Let go baby, cum for me.”

On queue Erestor arched and screamed his lovers name, spilling himself between their bodies. A few deep thrusts more and Glorfindel stilled, and then with an animalistic cry of the advisors name he came. Erestor closed his eyes in bliss at the feeling of Glorfindel’s seed filling him.

Glorfindel collapsed atop of Erestor and moaned in a long and low satisfied voice. Slowly and carefully he pulled out of Erestor and laid on his side, pulling Erestor immediately into his arms.

“Ai gods Erestor, I love you, so much I love you.”
“Mmm, love you to, it has taken us long to get here, but you were worth the wait.”

“I cringe to think of how many years we have wasted, and that it is my own fault.”
“None of it matters now, I finally have my golden flower, and you can put away your little green eyed monster.”

Glorfindel laughed and pulled Erestor closer, kissing Erestor sweetly upon the brow when the advisor snuggled closer into the embrace.

“Well I don’t know about that, if ever I see that elf’s hand upon your hip again…”

“Ai I do not know what it worse, my little golden monster or my green one.”
“I would say they were equally enchanting.”

Erestor laughed as he let a hand stray along Glorfindel’s spine.
“Aye, no one has ever been jealous over me before.” Erestor whispered, meeting sleepy blue eyes.

“I will castrate any who may look upon you in a way I do not approve of Erestor, I can be very possessive. I love you and all shall know of it, though it will shock them at first they will learn that you are mine, and that I am completely and utterly yours, yours alone.”

Erestor smiled adoringly.
“On second thoughts I think I would like to keep this green eyed monster of yours, he is most affectionate.”
“And quite the bed partner, you must admit.” Glorfindel laughed as Erestor blushed, then a thought occurred to him.
“Are you alright Erestor? I did not hurt you at all?” He asked seriously and moved to check himself before Erestor pulled him back to lie next to him.

“I am fine, now that I have you, everything is as it should be.”

The end.