Teaching the young

Title: Teaching the young
Author: Fishy (fishyz9@yahoo.com)
Pairing: Erestor/Glorfindel
Rating: NC17
Warning: AU, Slash
Disclaimer: I own nothing
Beta: Patricia (slayer9649) Pleasant
Notes: Written for the wonderful Nemesi.
Summary: Erestor and Glorfindel teach the young.


Teaching the young.

A soft smile graced his lips as he watched the elf he loved above all others glide about his office. For that is what Erestor did, he did not walk or trot, he glided. There was no other as graceful, as beautiful, as sweet or charming as Erestor in his eyes. He cleared his throat to gain his attention, and felt warmth spread through him as Erestor glanced over his shoulder, only to give him one of those small knowing smiles. A secret smile that no other knew of or received other than him.

“Glorfindel, what can I do for you?” His voice, as smooth as velvet.

“Its come to my attention that the boys, they are, how do I put it…”

Glorfindel smiled softly as Erestor turned with a concerned expression at hearing that something may be amiss with the twins.

“They are…in need of guidance. Our guidance.”

“What is it that troubles them?”

Walking across the room to stand before his dear one, Glorfindel affectionately tucked a midnight strand of hair behind his ear.

“They are at ‘that age’ Erestor, they are confused. And as their tutors, I think we should guide them.”

“What exactly do you mean?”

“They need educating, in the ways of love and the bodily pleasure.”

Glorfindel was surprised as Erestor immediately stepped away, a look of shock and slight hurt on the advisors face.

“I could never touch them in such a way, Glorfindel, they are as sons to me. And…my heart is already taken”, he finished quietly. They both knew without speaking any words that they belonged to each other. They had known since they had first met many years ago, and both had, in silent agreement, turned away any other suitors. Yet they had not yet consummated their love, not so much as with a kiss. They had been content to continue this exchange of small smiles and longing glances. And because of this not only had the sexual tension between them grown as if it were torturous foreplay, but so had a deep love, made of more than simply bodily pleasure.

Eager to soothe away any hurt he may of unintentionally caused his beloved, Glorfindel quickly crossed the small distance between them to cup Erestor’s pale soft cheeks and almost dainty chin.

“Erestor, you misunderstand. I could never touch them in such a way either, not only because they are also as my own children, but because I am in love with you, as you know.” He smiled as heavy lashes fluttered slightly, a brilliant smile spreading across those luscious lips.

“That’s the first time you’ve ever said that”, he whispered with a nervous hitch of his voice.

“I know, but I have thought it every moment since I first laid eyes on you, even before we began our slow and unique courtship.”

“You know my heart Glorfindel. It has ever been lost to you, even before I knew you I think.”

“Then will you hear my suggestion?”

Erestor nodded, yet Glorfindel could see the apprehension in those dark, doe like eyes.

“We demonstrate for them, let us make love for them” Glorfindel could not help but laugh adoringly as Erestor had immediately gone wide-eyed, a most becoming blush upon his cheeks. Even the advisor’s nervous laughter was more than Glorfindel could handel; taking one of Erestor’s smaller hands in his own he kissed it lovingly, the simple gesture being the most intimate of contact they had ever shared.

“But Glorfindel, we have not so much as kissed, do you think it wise?”

“Nevertheless, you see that is what makes it so perfect, our physical love is untried, as is theirs. We know the mechanics, have experienced them. They have not. This way they will learn the basics and also see how sex can become making love.”

Glorfindel gave Erestor a moment to think it over, he watched as the advisor bit his lip in thought, squinting slightly.

“What do you say?”

“Yes, yes I will do it. Though…”

“What is it? You can tell me anything and I will make it right for you.”

“Well, I have been dreaming of the day we finally consummate our love. I just never thought we would have an audience; I am nervous.” He admitted with a hint of embarrassment.

“You have nothing to be nervous about , sweetling. They are just the twins remember, treat it as you would any of their usual lessons.” At this Erestor snorted and raised a brow, Glorfindel smirked and amended his last statement. “Just…a little more hands on.” He chuckled as Erestor laughed in his sweet way that sounded like chimes and tinkling bells. “You know I will not hurt you. And the boys love you just as much as you love them, there is nothing to fear, alright?”

“Alright, when?”

“Tonight, come to my rooms when the first stars are shining in the night sky. We will be waiting.” He again lifted the hand he held to press a chaste kiss across the knuckles, and finally left the office. Erestor immediately sank into his chair, a nervous smile upon his lips.

~*~*~*~*~*~

“So Erestor really agreed to this?” asked Elladan. He sat next to his brother on a small sofa that faced the warrior’s bed, and watched as Glorfindel paced his bedroom floor.

“Aye, he loves the both of you and would do anything for you, as would I.”

“We know that, it’s just…Erestor is just a very private person. We do not want him to feel as if he has been pressured into doing this.”

“Then surely this must prove how much he cares for you, for he would most defiantly not do this for any other.”

“He must trust you very much Glorfindel, to do this with you”, piped in Elrohir.

Glorfindel grinned to himself, so far none were aware as to the unique relationship Erestor and he had shared over the past few years, its secrecy making it all the more special.

“There is something you must know about Erestor and I...” Just then a knock was heard at the door; all three elves leapt to their feet and stared at the door. After a few moments of staring they soon realized how very nervous they all were and how silly they were acting. The twins sat back down as Glorfindel went to the door.

Glorfindel smiled and stepped aside, allowing Erestor entry.

“H-hello boys.” He stammered, desperately not wanting to appear nervous in front of his students.

“Hello Erestor.” They replied in unison, sharing knowing glances with each other as soon as the advisor’s head was turned.

‘Ai Elrohir, he is more nervous than all us three. See how he wrings his hands!’

‘We will thank our beloved tutor afterwards. He is so very precious is he not?’

‘Indeed, and I must admit, I have always thought him beautiful to look upon.’

‘Aye, Glorfindel also. Ai Elrohir, I hope we do not embarrass ourselves and…you know, from simply watching! I found myself aroused in mere anticipation!’

‘Well, know that if you do then I too will be sharing this embarrassment brother! Look how he has bound his hair, he is stunning.’

“I thought that we would speak first.” Glorfindel took Erestor by the hand and led him to sit on the edge of the bed in front of their two eager-to-learn students. As they sat Glorfindel was about to speak when the hand he held caught his attention.

“Erestor, you’re shaking”, he said sweetly as he rubbed the hand gently. Both Elladan and Elrohir smiled at their dark haired tutor with much affection, especially when he blushed.

“I’m fine, really.” His nod though, came a little too quickly and enthusiastically. It was then that Glorfindel noticed the dilated pupils.

“Erestor? Have you been drinking?” Glorfindel bit the inside of his cheeks to keep from laughing but could not help the small chuckle that escaped his lips.

“Perhaps, a little. Well, only a glass or two…or five”, he admitted, flushing red as his two students chuckled softly.

“Ai Erestor, you are so dear to us. Thank you for doing this for us. We could never have gone to anyone else about this”, Elladan implored as he reached out to hold Erestor’s other hand.

“Aye, we remember asking Ada where babies came from. After ten minutes of mindless and nervous babbling he finally told us to ask Nana”, Elrohir giggled before following suit as he took Erestor’s other from Glorfindel.

“Quite pathetic for a healer if you ask us”, Elladan chuckled. Each brother then kissed his hands sweetly.

“When did you two become such charmers?”
“When you weren’t looking”, replied Elrohir with a grin.

Glorfindel cleared his throat and smiled blandly as he extracted Erestor’s hands from the twins’ lips. “Yes, well, enough of that. Ah Erestor, I was just about to speak to them before you arrived.”

“Ah yes..”

“Boys, you must understand that Erestor and I, well we…love each other very much.”

“Aye and we love you too”, replied Elrohir innocently.

“Nay Elrohir, we are in love”, Erestor clarified.


The two young elves looked at each other before looking back to their tutors with intense gazes; slowly smiles spread across their identical faces and both Glorfindel and Erestor found their arms full of the young heirs of Imladris.

“We are so happy for you!” They both chimed before sitting back down, looking at their tutors in a new and curious light.

“Thank you, boys.”

“Yes, thank you, but what Erestor and I need for you to understand is that what you will see…we will be making love, not having sex, and there is a distinct difference.

“There is?”

“Aye, you see, there is absolutely nothing wrong with casual sex. But we feel it important you know the difference.” Glorfindel looked to Erestor to see if he wished to jump in, but carried on as he noticed the advisor was, at that moment, avoiding all eye contact. “Casual sex can be quite pleasurable, but when you are in love…” Here he squeezed Erestor’s hand in his own, earning him one of those secret smiles. “It can be so much more.”

“But you are young, you will undoubtedly have many a liaison before finding the one you love”, Erestor reassured.

“But even then, there are certain boundaries you must not cross.”

“Such as?” asked Elladan who was leaning forward in his seat, as was his brother, both listening intently.

“Such as, you make sure that you and your would be partner know what it is the other wants. If you were simply looking for company between the sheets, yet they had thought that there was more to it, it could end in heartbreak.”

“And you *never* take liberties with a lady, do you hear me?” Erestor asked sternly yet with a soft voice, not wishing to scare them off. The twins were slightly shocked at Erestor’s suddenly severe persona, but that only proved to them the seriousness of what he spoke.

“So have either of you ever lain with a female?” asked Elrohir with a raised brow.

“Aye, in the past, you?” Glorfindel asked Erestor.

“Well, yes, back in my youth. But always she would be treated with respect.”

“So by ‘never taking liberties’ you mean…?” Elladan asked with a brow furrowed.

“I mean, you are to be a gentleman. You treat her with respect; do *not* cast her aside when you are through with your dalliance. Make sure you both know what it is you want from one another and further more…” Here he cleared his throat and grinned, “…furthermore make sure that she… ‘enjoys’ herself. Do not simply take from her.”

“Oh”, both youths replied with brows raised and lips quirked.

“Aye, remember above everything to be a considerate lover. ‘Tis a personal thing to let another into your body like that, and…I mean in no way to sound sexist but females tend to be a little more sensitive. Always be gentle, and always remember that one key word - respect”, Glorfindel interjected.

Both boys nodded firmly, as if they were both set on being the most considerate lovers to walk all Arda.

“There is also the risk of pregnancy, so that is probably why it would be best to experiment with other males, if your fancies turn that way of course.”

“They do!” Both replied enthusiastically before sinking back into their seats wish sheepish grins. They shared another private look before Elladan again leaned forwards with a small smile.

“Would you mind if…if we asked how long the two of you have been lovers?”

Glorfindel chuckled and kissed Erestor’s hand as another bout of bashfulness seemed to plague the advisor.

“We have been in love from the very instant we laid eyes upon one another, though…” he glanced at Erestor, who’s cheeks had adopted a delightful red tint and chuckled as he squeezed the hand he held, “…though we have yet to…consummate that love.”

Two sets of identical grey eyes went wide. “You haven’t…” began Elladan.

“Then we should not be here…” Elrohir interrupted him.

“Surely this is too personal to…”

“Nay. Erestor and I feel that you would benefit from seeing two people make love, as well as learning the mechanics of sex.”

“And it will be as new and…” Erestor shot Glorfindel a quick look, smiling nervously as he admitted his true feelings of how he felt that eve, “…as new and nerve wracking for us as it will be for the both of you during your first times.”

They shared an uncertain glance and sat back in their seats.

“Well only if you are sure.”

“We do not want to intrude.”

“You are not intruding”, Erestor reassured.

“And never will I share Erestor in this way with another again, even if it only be to watch, he is mine. This will be the only time we will share this with another, less you decide to hide behind the drapes.”

After their chuckles subsided there was an awkward silence before any dared speak.

“So….how ah, how are you going to do this?” Elladan hesitantly asked.

“Well I thought that we’d…just talk you through it, as we...” Glorfindel shrugged, not needing to finish his sentence. He turned to Erestor, “What do you think?”

“I think that would be best.” The tremor had returned to his voice, yet he tried valiantly to hide it.

There was another long silence before finally Glorfindel cleared his throat and took Erestor’s hand. “Shall we?”

Erestor swallowed hard and with a nod allowed Glorfindel to pull him to his feet and to the side of the bed.

Glorfindel gently rested his brow against Erestor’s as he soothingly ran his thumb over one of his heated cheeks. “Are you alright?” He whispered so quietly that only Erestor heard.

Erestor smiled and nodded yes, nervously he reached out to lovingly touch his nose alongside Glorfindel’s before hesitantly letting their lips touch for the first time. They pulled apart however when hearing two quiet sighs followed by an ‘aw’. Looking over at the sofa they saw Elrohir and Elladan huddled together, both seemingly hugging the same large cushion as they stared adoringly.

“Sorry, continue”, Elrohir said quietly as he waved at them to continue.

Glorfindel laughed as he pulled Erestor back for another kiss. Both sighed into the kiss, delighting in the softness against their lips that both had dreamed of. Slowly he raised Erestor’s arms and encouraged him to wrap them around his neck, just as he let his hands rest on the advisor’s waist.

The kiss, soon enough, grew heated; Glorfindel pulled Erestor flush against his body as he held him by nape of neck and hip. Erestor’s hands travelled the broad planes of Glorfindel’s back as he utterly surrendered to the kiss. When finally they parted, it was with constant eye contact that Glorfindel raised his hands to slowly work the fastenings of Erestor’s robe. Ever so slowly he pushed the robe down slender shoulders so as the advisor stood only in leggings and house shoes.

Equal gasps of appreciation sounded from the sofa where Elladan and Elrohir sat, yet went unheard by the elder elves. Erestor’s skin was as pale and sleek as ivory, contrasting almost painfully to the eye with the darkness of his hair. Neither twin nor warrior of old had seen Erestor so glorious, and all were silenced at such unexpected loveliness.

His dusky nipples became erect within seconds, the room was not cold, but his body knew it was under the heavy stares of three others. He rested his hands against Glorfindel’s chest as the warrior let his own gently slide up Erestor’s back, marvelling at the softness of the skin beneath his palms. He let his hands wander into black silkiness and gently released the few delicately woven yet formal braids. The hair that had been pinned back at the sides of Erestor’s head immediately fell loose in rivulets down his back, bouncing slightly as the wispy ends tickled the warrior’s hands.

And then it was Erestor who was undressing Glorfindel, gasps full of equal awe again went unheard as bronze muscle was unveiled against ivory supple softness. Never had there been a greater contrast, nor greater rightness as they stood together; a contrast of perfection

Then Glorfindel let his hands rest on that slim waist to effortlessly hoist Erestor up before him, letting the lithe body lean against his own rippling one as he took those final steps to the bed. Gently he laid Erestor down, then stood beside the bed looking down at Erestor with a look that would have charmed the wildest of beasts, or in this case advisors. He let his hands rest on the waist band of his leggings, where suddenly, now that the attention had been drawn away from Erestor, an obvious erection could be seen straining against the fabric. Slowly, and never taking his eyes away from Erestor, Glorfindel slid his leggings down his thighs to pool on the floor, presenting his lover with his elfhood that stood tall, engorged and proud.

The two younger elves sat huddled close together, still clinging to their cushion and suspiciously enough with their knees brought up in front of them. Both clung to one another, not quite believing what it was they were seeing. Their eyes went wider still as Glorfindel knelt upon the bed and gently eased down Erestor’s leggings. Elrohir grinned but did not look away as a gold coin was slipped into his palm from his brother, a previous bet won. For Erestor may be a petite elf, but he was all ellon.

They watched as Glorfindel lowered himself atop of Erestor, almost as amusing as it was arousing to watch, as Glorfindel’s form near smothered Erestor’s. The advisor’s knees bent either side of the warrior’s hips, and his arms came around his back.


Glorfindel was touched as Erestor spread his legs welcomingly for him, and eagerly lay between them. Closing his eyes in bliss as arms came around him and held him closely, he had never felt so safe. If it were not for the throbbing ache between his thighs, the gentle touch to his cheek and the nervous clearing of two throats from somewhere else in the room, he would have been content to stay that way forever. But there would be time for holding and being held later, he had a duty to fulfil, the twins needed educating. And Erestor needed loving, not that either were a chore.

Taking back command he raised himself up on his arms but allowed his lower half to lay upon Erestor. His shoulder blades looked like those of a great feline’s, as they jutted sharply out yet did not move as the rest of his body adjusted itself for its kill. He swooped down and claimed those lips that were now rightfully his and no others, taking Erestor by surprise who had no choice but to relent and be plundered. And willingly so. When hearing Erestor whimper beneath him, a sound that pulled on the more feral strings inside of him, he finally released the swollen lips to attack the soft flesh of Erestor’s neck with a growl. After sucking hard on one particularly sensitive spot, he grinned with satisfaction and pride at having marked his lover. He then, with less ferocity repeated this, all along Erestor’s neck, tasting the supple flesh that seemed to grow heated beneath his every touch.

Finally having Erestor in a near incoherent state, sighing and murmuring soft nonsense with his eyes closed as he gently held the back of his lover’s head at the crook of his neck , Glorfindel thought it time to begin the lesson.

“Boys, I assume you have some experience with the before aspect of making love?” He asked in such a deep voice that Erestor moaned and the young but highly excited seated elves trembled.

“W-what?” Elrohir squeaked.

“Foreplay.” Erestor moaned, drawing out the word slowly in a most sensual manner as Glorfindel’s lips glided over his collarbone and chest. So sultry in fact that the cushion that Elladan and Elrohir had been clinging to had been slowly lowered to cover their laps.

“Oh, uh…some, I suppose.” Elladan replied.

“And by some you mean?” Glorfindel prompted, but never took his eyes or lips off of Erestor. When neither boy replied he continued. “Well, you must have taken another, if not yourself in hand.” He then let his tongue playfully flick out at an erect nipple, causing Erestor to buck, whine and whimper erotically beneath him.

“Oh, that. Yes.” Elrohir answered for the both of them.

“Have either of you ever pleased another by taking them in your mouth?” He then drew the nipple he had been teasingly lapping at into his mouth to gently suckle. Erestor moaned and bucked beneath him, trying to push his nipple further into the talented cavern.

“Ah, I…tried, once. It did not go well”, Elladan finished quietly and looked away with a blush.

Both Erestor and Glorfindel looked up to face the boys for the first time since their play had begun when hearing the trace of sadness and shame in the young boy’s voice.

They looked at each other worriedly when Elrohir wrapped an arm around his brother’s shoulders protectively and whispered into his ear.

“What happened Elladan?” Erestor asked softly.

“Well, he…asked me to, please him in that way. I tried but, wasn’t very good. He laughed and pushed me away. And told others our age of how…how inadequate I am”, he finished with a melancholy tremble in his voice.

“I would have his name pen-neth”, Glorfindel replied with a sharp tone to his voice.

Elladan looked up worriedly with a pleading expression. “Glorfindel, please don’t say anything, I am embarrassed enough.”

“Elladan, I will not have any would-be guard treat you so; if he is ever to come under my command he will know my wrath.”

“But he is not a guard! Please can we forget I mentioned anything? We came here to learn so that I would not embarrass myself again.”

“Glorfindel…” Erestor touched his face gently so as to gain his attention. When met with angry blue eyes he spoke softly, to calm his wild and wrathful lover. “…Do you not remember your youth? The young can unintentionally be cruel, to hide their own insecurities. This will blow over, in the mean while we will teach them to be the most talented of lovers so that all will be begging for their attentions.” He had spoken loud enough for the twins to hear also. When looking over he was glad to not only see Elladan looking relieved but smiling also.

“There is no shame in what happened, Elladan, none of us are perfect our first try. So don’t you dare feel ashamed, alright?” Erestor asked sternly but softly.

“Yes Erestor.” Elladan replied, loving his dear tutors even more.

“Elrohir, you have yet to speak.”

“I am not experienced in this manner.” He replied with a shrug, secure in his inexperience.

“Then we will simply begin at the start, Elladan you will begin afresh. Forget this past fool, he is not worth your affections.”

“I have been telling him that.” Elrohir grinned at his brother, affectionately elbowing him in the side and glad to see his brother smiling.

“Shall we continue with our tutorial, my lover?” Erestor purred, trying to soften Glorfindel’s still angry stance. He sighed and ran a hand up the length of Glorfindel’s muscular back, craning his neck to whisper into the blond’s ear so that the twins would not hear.

“There is nothing we can do at this moment, my sweet Glorfindel.”

“I know, I am sorry. It just angers me so, I care for them, Erestor.”

“I know, I know. As do I. And that is why *I* intend it take care of this matter myself.”

“You?” He whispered back.

“Aye, he is not one of the guards so he must therefore work in the house. I will find him eventually, and he will know not to do this again. Elladan need not ever know.”

“You are as cunning as you are fair, councilor.” He whispered back with a satisfied grin.

“Like you wouldn’t believe.” He whispered with a long and slow lick up the length of Glorfindel’s ear, suckling on the tip and applying a sweet kiss to the delicate point before laying back down. He smirked seeing once sky blue eyes turn indigo with desire, and a predatory look appear upon the warrior’s face. He turned and now spoke loudly enough for the twins to hear. They had been silent during their private conversation, waiting patiently.

“Now, boys,” He spoke in his usual teaching tone, save for the slight quiver. Gone mostly were his trembling nerves upon first arriving in the room that eve. He had been nervous although willing to share his first time with Glorfindel in front of the twins. But after hearing Elladan’s admission, and seeing how, in fact, in need the twins were of their help, he had set aside his own fears. Wanting to help the boys that were as precious to himself and Glorfindel as they were to their own parents.

“One thing that is always good to know. If you were to find your release before you make love, then that will insure lasting even longer and prolonging your pleasure when you are finally buried inside the one you love.” All the while he spoke he constantly ran his hands as far as they could reach across Glorfindel’s body. He occasionally closed his eyes as he spoke, taking a moment here and there to sigh as Glorfindel continued to kiss his throat and chest.

“Which is why I will show you how to give such pleasure. For I wish to have my beloved Glorfindel inside of me, for as long as possible.”

Glorfindel had shot his head up when hearing Erestor’s intentions. He smiled almost shyly, and his length twitched in anticipation. He had not been expecting that, even if it was one of his greatest fantasies and did make sense. He laughed as Erestor pushed him up onto his side, over onto his back with a wolfish grin and then eagerly, he spread his legs and made room for Erestor to lie atop of him.

“Long have I waited for this”, he whispered against the warrior’s lips, kissing them chastely before starting a path of sweet kisses down the muscular bronzed chest, pausing to suckle on the nipples that practically begged for attention.

Glorfindel held back Erestor’s dark hair to watch as the normally coy advisor toyed with his flesh. He bit his lip and moaned helplessly as Erestor circled his navel, dipping into it with his tongue. His stomach quivered as soft digits ghosted his sides, and again as the wispy ends of dark free falling hair danced against his trembling flesh. Only this time he could not contain his reaction.

Erestor’s head glanced up and paused in its pleasuring, a curious grin upon his lips.

“Did you just…”

“No.” He answered quickly. Too quickly.

Erestor simply raised a brow and with a sly smirk he let his fingers graze over the warrior’s sides again. Glorfindel snorted and quickly stilled the hands on his sides.

“Yes, you did”, Erestor chuckled.

“Nay, you are mistaken, advisor.” He spoke with as straight an expression as he could muster, but the quirk at the corner of his lips betrayed him.

“What’s going on?” asked one of the twins curiously, confused that their lesson had obviously come to another brief halt.

“My dear Glorfindel…” he spoke loudly as he crawled up the length of the soldier’s body, “the great seneschal of Imladris…” he began to chuckle as Glorfindel attempted to still his fingers which he again let teasingly run over the warrior’s sides, “is ticklish!” Mercilessly he let his fingers play over the Elda’s sides, laughing loudly as the warrior giggled helplessly. Both Elladan and Elrohir laughed unabashedly, having never heard their tutor, protector and close friend giggle like a small child. Laugh merrily? Yes. Giggle like a she elf? No.

“S-stop! We’re supposed to….to be…” He could not finish his sentence however as his frame was wracked by another onslaught of chuckles and giggles. Eventually he managed to still Erestor’s devious little fingers and catch his breath. Erestor lay atop of the warrior, smiling down at the blush Glorfindel sported which was slightly out of character for him.

“You are cruel”, he giggled quietly, wearing a fake pout.

“Oh, I am sorry, and you are right, we were in the middle of something. Let me make it up to you”, he finished seductively as he leaned in for a kiss. He waited until Glorfindel reached up to meet his lips and at the last moment denied him and simply slithered down his body with a positively menacing smirk.

“Where were we? As yes…” he murmured when coming face to face, or face to shaft with Glorfindel’s begging need. “Now it is always fun, and makes the climax all the greater when you tease them first, draw it out if you can.” At this he delivered an almost kittenish lick to the very tip of the quivering member. Glorfindel hissed above him, but continued to watch opened mouthed.

“The underside here…” To demonstrate he ran a finger up the underside of the swollen length, a delightful groan emitting from its owner. “…is particularly sensitive.” To further demonstrate, and torture, he then ran his tongue along the line his finger had travelled moments ago. He spoke again when reaching the tip, though somewhat muffled with the hot rod against his lips.

“The tip, the most delicious part in my humble opinion, should be secreting some of that sweet nectar I know Glorfindel has built up in him. Like so.” He grinned to himself when realizing that his little lesson was having quite the effect on Glorfindel for his head was more than moist with a drop of pre-cum and was practically dripping.

“If you carefully dip your tongue into the slit after suckling the head and its juices, you should get a positive response.”

Erestor closed his lips around the head, and suckled away the seed that was already spilling there. The reaction was instant, Glorfindel cried out and thrust his hips up pleadingly, silently begging Erestor to end his torment. His cries wrung louder as Erestor indeed probed the small slit with his tongue. The warrior slammed one hand down beside him, gripping at the sheets as the other gently touched the back of Erestor’s head.

“You taste sweet”, he whispered as they made eye contact.

Erestor glanced over to the two young elves and grinned. Both sat leaning forwards on the sofa with cheeks flushed and mouths open.

“The testicles are also very sensitive, but make sure you don’t nick them with your teeth, and be gentle.” He then dipped his head down to sweetly kiss and suckle on each one. A contented sigh sounding from above him. After releasing one of the thoroughly teased sacks from his mouth he again dragged his tongue along the underside of the swollen length.

“Please Erestor…” Glorfindel begged.

“It will be up to you, depending on how devious a mood you may be in when to decide to cease your torment. But I think I’ve teased my love enough now, wouldn’t you say Glorfindel?” Erestor grinned when Glorfindel nodded his head desperately, and swallowed seeing Glorfindel’s eyes darker than he had ever seen them before. He knew Glorfindel’s patience was wearing thin, and that the warrior would have his vengeance. Good.

“Now, if you have never done this before then go slowly. Take in a little at a time, and relax your throat.”

“B-but how do you not gag?” Elladan asked with a blush, knowing he was giving away where he had had problems himself.

“If you find you can not take it all then you can simply massage the base with your hand while you take in what you can. If your lover cares for you he won’t chastise you and be thankful for whatever you give him”, Erestor replied softly but pointedly.

“Promise us that y-you will only do this for someone you care for deeply. Not to those who are undeserving.” Glorfindel managed to pant.

“We will”, they answered together, grinning at the fact that Glorfindel had been reduced to such a state by their sweet tutor Erestor.

“And make sure the favour is returned, do not let another take advantage of you.”

“But what if you simply want to give the one you love pleasure; can you not just surprise them for the sake of it?” Elrohir asked with a brow furrowed.

“Of course, but in newer relationships it is just better to establish…to…make sure...” Erestor stammered as he tried to find the right words.

Glorfindel however, had grown tired of being held on such a precipice so answered for the advisor.

“Boys, there is nothing wrong with giving your lover pleasure for the sake of it. But when it comes to new relationships you must tread carefully and make sure as to not be taken for granted or even used. But most of all…just have fun…” he began to chuckle at how absurd their conversation and situation seemed. “That is all we want for you, to have fun but not be hurt. And I understand that this must seem very strange and formal, but rest assured, if the both of you were not here that Erestor would already be screaming my name.” And with that he collapsed back onto the bed with a whimper.

“I think the time for talking is over.” Erestor chuckled as he sweetly kissed Glorfindel’s stomach. “Glorfindel, I think perhaps you should take over.” He grinned as Glorfindel heaved a torrential sigh of relief.

He was slow at first, taking only the head into his mouth, suckling gently and slowly taking more of the heated length into his mouth. Glorfindel panted and writhed above him, desperately trying to rein his need to thrust into the hot wetness that surrounded him.

“J-just as Erestor said y-you should…should take it slowly at first, and…Ai!” His speech was broken by a series of moans and cries of Erestor’s name. But through it all he managed to instruct the two slack-jawed elves on how to swirl and suck in a way that their possible partners would undoubtedly enjoy as much as he was.

“T-the…polite thing to do when, when you feel your climax approach, is to warn your lover. Make it his choice o-of whether to pull away or…or…”

Eventually he lost all ability to talk as Erestor took in his full length, bobbing his head and running his hands up the firm chest to rub erect nipples. Gently he cupped the back of Erestor’s head as he arched and moaned, writhed and cried. He breathlessly warned Erestor of his approaching climax. And eventually, with a loud cry of Erestor’s name he arched clear off of the bed, spilling down his lover’s throat for the first time.

Glorfindel lay there panting and with eyes closed for a while, he smiled when feeling Erestor stretch up beside him and curl his smaller figure around him.

“I hope I pleased you, my love.” He whispered into the blond’s ear.

“Aye, Erestor, aye. You could do nothing but. I love you.” He murmured as he pulled Erestor close for a slow and loving kiss. They were reminded of the other occupants of the room by the sound of the clearing of a throat.

“Erestor, you….you swallowed”, Elrohir whispered confusedly.

“Aye, I did”, the advisor chuckled. “But only because I wanted to, Glorfindel would never expect me to, it was my choice. I wanted to please him as much as I could, and I’ll admit, I have fantasized of what it is you taste like for many years”, he admitted with a blush as he turned to Glorfindel, who in turn chuckled adoringly and again kissed Erestor with all the love he felt.

Again the two upon the bed shared more sweet words, spoken too softly for either twin to pick up.

“Erestor, you’re still aroused”, Elladan spoke before thinking.

“Aye, he is.” Glorfindel spoke seductively as he rolled atop of Erestor. “One more thing boys, if you are laying with someone who is untouched, then it helps to relax them to give them the pleasure Erestor just gave me.”

“Fortunately…” Erestor roughly pulled Glorfindel’s head down by the nape of the neck so as to be eye to eye and to convey his need from being left aroused for so long. “…I am no virgin. So you can simply have me, all of me. Take me, Glorfindel, please, I beg you”, he finished in a whisper as he let his other hand reach down between Glorfindel’s thighs to stroke the hardening member there.

Glorfindel growled and crushed their lips together desperately. Their kiss grew fast and heated, Erestor gasped as his lips were released. He had stroked Glorfindel’s penis back to full arousal, and now the warrior was hastily making his way down the ivory body. Pausing to suck and even bite down on the dusky nipples in his wake.

Erestor cried out and writhed beneath Glorfindel’s weight, letting his hands tangle in golden hair as the warrior reached between his thighs. The warrior gave his arousal a quick lick and affectionate kiss before travelling lower.

“When it comes to taking boys, you must always prepare your partner thoroughly, whether they be untouched or no.” Glorfindel spoke as he kissed the insides of Erestor’s thighs.

“Will…will it hurt?” Elrohir hesitantly asked.

Both Erestor and Glorfindel looked to the boys for a brief moment with compassionate smiles.

“Aye, your first time, but if your lover is gentle and considerate he will make it better for you. It will be worth it.” Erestor spoke softly and with little breath. Seeing the boys’ nods Erestor rested his head back upon the pillow as Glorfindel went back to kissing and gently sucking on the insides of his thighs.

“Erestor, would you pass me the oil?”

Shakily Erestor located the small container of oil on the bedside table and passed it to Glorfindel’s hand. For a brief moment their hands touched, and Glorfindel took it upon himself to bring Erestor’s quivering hand to his lips to press a loving kiss to his knuckles.

“Pay attention to this Elladan, Elrohir. To prepare your lover you need to coat your fingers with an oil, gently massage the opening before letting a one finger gently slip in. Do this one at a time, make sure you coat his insides and gently stretch him with the oil. Re-coat if you need to with more, make sure he’s ready before adding a second finger and then a third, always applying more oil. Check for any signs of discomfort, if he is not in pain, or in little discomfort then crook your finger and search for a spot inside of him.”

“A spot?” Elladan asked with brow raised.

“Aye, a spot; trust me, it’s quite important.” He chuckled. “It will make him see stars behind closed lids and scream your name. When you deem him stretched and ready then you will need to coat yourself, and enter slowly if he is untouched.”

His words had Erestor whimpering and writhing on the bed, though the small container of oil had yet to be opened.

“But if you wish to tease your lover mercilessly, as Erestor did so cruelly to me earlier, you can always use your own wetness to prolong the heavenly torture.”

Erestor immediately moaned, simply from knowing what was coming. He spread his legs wider, if possible, looking pleadingly to his lover. Glorfindel would not make Erestor wait any longer so he glanced around for another cushion or pillow besides the one Erestor lay his head on.

“Boys, can I have that cushion?” he asked and held his hand out.

“Uh, why?” Elladan asked. Glorfindel frowned as they seemed to hold the cushion closer and look suddenly very nervous.

“Because I need it”, he said slowly, as if it were the silliest question ever asked. He looked over to Erestor however when hearing his beloved snicker. He leaned over for Erestor to whisper into his ear. Only then did he seem to notice what the young elves were using the cushion for. He snorted and rolled his eyes.

“Oh come now! Really! You have seen both Erestor and I in all our glory, you are about to see us make love for the first time and *you* are feeling shy?” He chuckled.

“Boys, we’d be a little offended if you *weren’t* aroused at this point. Give him the cushion”, Erestor giggled.

With equally embarrassed blushes Elrohir passed over the cushion. Both Erestor and Glorfindel sighed and rolled their eyes as the brothers quickly drew their knees up in front them.

Still shaking his head Glorfindel gently placed the cushion beneath Erestor’s hips.

“Comfortable, sweetheart?” He asked quietly, to which Erestor smiled contently and nodded yes.

Casting one last sly grin at the twins he slowly lifted Erestor’s legs to rest over his shoulders and lowered his head to gently kiss the heavy sacks before delivering that first attentive lick to the advisor’s opening. Erestor gasped at the light touch and even jumped. Then the slick muscle was pushing inside of him, circling his inside ring and delving as deeply inside of him as it could.

“Oh!…Oh yes…Oh Glorfindel…Mmm…please, yes! Ah!”

Glorfindel held the slim hips firmly as Erestor began to writhe uncontrollably on the bed, begging him for more. It was then that he took the oil in hand and coated his fingers.

“Remember what I told you?” He asked, voice thick and heavy with animalistic lust.

“O-one finger first, plenty of oil…” Elladan began.

“Make sure he’s prepared and r-ready, find the special spot.” Elrohir finished.

“Good”, Glorfindel appraised, though his attentions were back on Erestor as he slowly entered a single slick digit into his tight entrance. The warrior bit his lip and felt his own cock throb as Erestor closed his eyes tightly and let out a long sensuous moan.

“More.” He whispered.

“Soon, love, we said we would teach them, did we not?” He smirked and kissed the inside of Erestor’s knee when all he received in reply was a whimper.

Having added a second digit and then a third Erestor was crying out helplessly as he pushed down on the digits. “Please Glorfindel! Take me! Please don’t leave me like this; I need you!”

“He sound ready to you boys?” he asked sarcastically as he withdrew his digits and coated his throbbing shaft with oil.

“Take him.” Elrohir spoke huskily.

“He needs you.” Elladan added with an equally deep voice.

Glorfindel raised a brow in surprise, the two students had finally lowered their legs and no longer felt compelled to hide their obvious erections. It was then that he realized that they were staring without shame at Erestor, who was still whimpering and writhing with need. He suddenly felt a pang of possessiveness run through him as they watched his Erestor writhe naked and flushed, sweat soaked and begging to be taken.

Erestor was a true vision, yet he had always thought so. He could see Elladan’s and Elrohir’s hands both steadily rubbing against their upper thighs, and he knew that they were itching to stroke themselves, while watching *his* Erestor. The simple sight of his beloved naked, hair fanned out behind him, eyes impossibly dark and glistening he knew could bring these inexperienced young elves to climax with a few strokes. He knew that they itched to touch his beloved, to feel and smell him as he could, but that was unacceptable. He, at that moment, felt an overwhelming urge to shout at these two boys to not look at his beloved in such a state. He wanted to cover Erestor from all other eyes, he wanted to mark Erestor as his own, tell the world that if they dared even look at his lover he would cut out their eyes.

“Glorfindel, I need you”, was the whisper that snapped him out of his thoughts. Erestor lay beneath him, looking up pleadingly, tears of frustration now running down the sides of his face and into his damp hair. A trembling hand reached up to him where he still kneeled between Erestor’s legs. He immediately caught the hand and kissed it, he kissed every finger tip, he kissed the wrist, he kissed up to the elbow and then the shoulder. When finally he reached Erestor’s lips he leaned in to taste their sweet softness but paused as they whispered again.

“I love you, Glorfindel, my Glorfindel, I love you.”

And then it was Erestor who reached forwards for a passionately kindling kiss. Erestor’s lips trembled with desperateness, and he whimpered helplessly.

“Shhh, now, I will make love to you now. We will make love, at long last.” With one last chaste but needful kiss Glorfindel leaned above him, holding himself up at arm’s length as he held himself at Erestor’s entrance.

He looked back at the young boys one last time, remembering it had been him who had suggested this, and that they were just their Elladan and Elrohir, their boys. But he still felt possessiveness overwhelm him as they sat staring unashamedly at Erestor, one biting his lower lip as he rubbed his groin through the fabric of his leggings as the other slowly licked his lips and was actually untying the ties to his leggings. He grinned, it was alright, they could never touch the silkiness of Erestor’s hair, the softness of his skin. They could never taste his sweet lips, his delicious body, neither of them would ever push into his tightness as he was about to. It was alright, and just to make sure he would ensure they knew whom it was Erestor loved.

“Boys, touch yourselves. You can not walk back to your quarters in that state. Touch yourselves as you watch the perfection and beauty that is *my* lover. And remember it well, for you will never see it again. Erestor is mine.”

Slowly he pushed inside. The heat was overwhelming, he had once been told by a friend who had bonded that making love with your soul’s intended will outshine any past trysts. That there would be nothing compared to the feel of finally joining and experiencing what it was he had subconsciously been searching for his entire life. His friend had downplayed the experience, in his humble opinion.

He could not cry out, could not open his eyes, could not breathe until he had finally pushed all the way home, to the hilt. It was then that he cried out, that he opened his eyes, that he could inhale again. It was an all consuming heat, that reached from his groin to his toes and to his heart. He looked down upon Erestor who was panting and staring up at him with awe, trying to speak, but his lips could only mindlessly open and close. As if to taste the words rather than hear them he swooped down and kissed Erestor, with everything he was he gave and took from Erestor in that kiss.

When they parted, he slowly lifted himself up on his arms, wanting to see as much of Erestor as he could. Ever so slowly he pulled out of his lover, only half way before sharply thrusting back in and stilling again. Erestor nearly screamed, the advisor’s hands clutched desperately at the warrior’s hips, his grip tight and slippery, urging him to thrust into him again. Yet Glorfindel would not be rushed, he wanted this to last as long as possible. He continued this way, slowly but sharply thrusting into Erestor, each time seeming to try and reach a little deeper.

He panted and groaned himself, he had never known such exquisite pleasure. Eventually he gave into his lover’s thrashes and cries, and thrust faster, but only fast enough to keep a steady momentum going. Erestor’s hands were all over him, raking down his chest, leaving angry red scratch marks across his back. But mostly they gripped onto his hips, begging to be satisfied.

From the corner of his eye he could see both Elladan and Elrohir stroking themselves, both watching Erestor closely.

Experimentally he thrust harder and watched the cause and effect. Erestor cried louder, and the boys stroked faster, panting wildly. He wanted them to know, that although he cared for them, and that he had suggested this method of teaching, Erestor was his, in every sense.

“Say my name, say my name, Erestor.” He panted, looking down at his lover whilst thrusting in his steady pace of sharp and forceful yet loving and careful thrusts.

At first Erestor simply moaned, he could see that the advisor was trying to speak but could not find his voice.

“Say my name, and I’ll give you more of this.” Just then he pulled nearly all the way out before driving back in with such force that Erestor arched clear off the bed and screamed incoherently.

“Glorfindel! Glorfindel!”

“That’s right.” He panted. “Do you love me?” He asked, knowing the answer.

“Oh I love you! I love you! Glorfindel! Please… harder! More please, Glorfindel, my Glorfindel!”

“Oh, my love!” He panted as he bent down for a desperate kiss that could only be held for mere seconds before pulling away. The need to thrust overpowering everything else.

Somewhere in the back of his mind he knew he should be talking the twins through this, but it no longer mattered to him. They weren’t even there anymore, he knew that Erestor hadn’t noticed them in a good while now. So lost in their lovemaking were they that neither heard amongst their own cries and moans those of Elladan’s and Elrohir’s.

“Harder!”

“Do him harder!”

“Take him deeper!”

“Make him scream!”

“Faster!”

“Do him faster!”

“Take him faster!”

“Make him scream!”

And then the dam broke; Glorfindel lifted himself up on strong arms and thrust wildly, just as his lover had begged him to. He gripped one pale thigh that had come to wrap around him almost painfully tightly, and let his other hand lie beneath the advisor’s back to anchor himself down by gripping Erestor‘s shoulder. He put his entire body into each push, crying out and grunting with each one, just as Erestor chanted his name weakly.

It was Elladan and Elrohir who spilled first, each of them arched up into their hands and let their seed shoot out hard and fast. Silently they wiped away their mess and covered themselves back up. But never did they take their eyes off of the couple on the bed.

Unable to withstand the bliss of his lover any longer Glorfindel reached between their bodies to grasp and vigorously stroke Erestor’s bobbing and engorged member. It took only three strokes and Erestor arched, screaming Glorfindel’s name as he came in fast jets over his chest. The warrior thrust once, twice more and stilled above his beloved as his seed splashed hotly inside of Erestor. He cried out Erestor’s name with a burst of air that he had unconsciously been holding and collapsed atop of his spent lover.

Silently on the small sofa Elrohir had passed back the gold coin, having witnessed Erestor spend first.

They lay that way panting and still connected. Glorfindel lifted himself up just enough so as to look Erestor in the eye. What he saw there was undying and endless love; gently he leaned their brows together, whispering over and over that he loved him. Erestor smiled and simply kissed the warrior’s face all over. Finally Glorfindel slowly pulled out, he lay upon his side and immediately pulled Erestor into his arms.

He closed his eyes contently; Erestor resting his head beneath his chin, curling his entire body around Glorfindel’s. Glorfindel held tightly, unwilling to let go. He wrapped his legs and arms around the slighter elf; Erestor was his, forever.

It was only when he felt a cover being laid over their naked forms that he remembered the twins. He smiled though, as Elladan brought the cover up to Erestor’s shoulders, tucking it around the both of them. He even allowed both boys to gently kiss Erestor’s brow, and then his. Erestor however was still not aware of their presence, lost in the orgasmic thrill and Glorfindel’s strong arms.

“Thank you”, they said simply. Glorfindel nodded and smiled; he watched as both young elves made to leave, but stopped them just as they touched the door handle.

“I’ll take that gold coin.” He said quietly but with a knowing smirk.

Both boys glanced at each other in surprise, then chuckled as they turned back to Glorfindel.

“Call it payment for your late hour lesson.”

Elladan chuckled and passed Glorfindel the coin. Glorfindel grinned triumphantly, and smiled down at the spent elf in his arms as Erestor sighed quietly and snuggled closer.

“‘Tis a shame”, Elladan began with a false sigh.

“And what would that be?” Glorfindel whispered as he stroked back black hair and kissed Erestor’s brow, cheeks, eyelids and lips, never taking his eyes off of Erestor.

“‘Tis a shame that all will now have to know that Captain Glorfindel giggles like a ten year old she elf when tickled.”

Glorfindel glared up at the identical grins. Slowly a smile spread across his lips and he flicked the coin back at Elladan, who caught it mid air.

“Ungrateful brat”, he chuckled.

When finally left alone with Erestor, he tilted up the small chin that lay on his chest and smiled, seeing Erestor’s eyes vacant. He contented himself with running his fingers through Erestor’s hair and pressing gentle kisses to his lover’s face until morning, when he would make love to Erestor again, not having to worry about teaching the young and thereby devoting every moment to pleasuring his beloved.

*Outside the rooms*

“’Ro, do you think he meant what he said about hiding behind the drapes?” Elladan asked with a pathetically hopeful tone.

Elrohir swatted his brother’s head with a chuckle.

The End