New heights.

Title: New heights.
Author: Fishy (fishyz9@yahoo.com)
Rating: NC17
Pairing: Erestor/Glorfindel.
Disclaimer: I own nothing.
Notes: Un-beta’d, AU, Sash.
Summary: Sex, cuddling and new heights.


New heights.

It had been a long time since last he felt an ache in his bones such as this. It was late and he was tired, so very tired. Today had been a trying day, full of new recruits short tempers and plenty of well intentioned accidents. He looked forward to nothing more than stripping out of his dirt soiled clothes and collapsing into bed. And to of course have Erestor close, and have him run his slim fingers through his hair how he so loved.

He sighed with relief when reaching the doors to his chambers, hopefully Erestor would come along soon, for he knew his lover worked just as late, if not later than himself. He opened the door and stopped short and with a grin, at what was inside.

He had caught Erestor off guard, who had obviously been hoping to surprise his lover and must have been waiting quite a while. He had walked in as Erestor had been sitting in the middle of his large bed; cross legged and impatiently fiddling with the sash of his black silk sleeping robe, his head resting in the palm of his hand. As soon as the door had opened Erestor’s head had shot up, and quite adorably, the advisor had quickly reclined on the bed as seductively as possible. He had grinned at his lover, as he let the robe he wore to slide from one of his shoulders, and also revealed one pale, delicious looking thigh. The warrior inwardly groaned as he noticed that Erestor had worn his hair as he so loved to see it. Completely loose, and dishevelled. Rather than it’s pristine braids. Erestor really had gone all out this eve.

“I’ve been waiting for you,” he murmured in low whisper, whilst wrapping the sash to his robe around his index finger. Not only did Glorfindel find this enticing, but so very sweet also. There was nothing more sexy than Erestor in a playful mood, and nothing more adorable than the dark haired elf barely concealing his excitement in having surprised him.

“I hope I did not keep you long.” Glorfindel managed, though Erestor looked more than his usual tempting self, he was just, so very tired tonight.

Glorfindel dropped the few items he held, and sat upon the edge of the bed with a tired and lengthy sigh. He started slightly when Erestor’s hands came to lay on his shoulders.

“You have had a hard day, let my hands make it all better hmm?”

Glorfindel sighed appreciatively and let his head loll form side to side as Erestor’s hands kneed his tense and knotted shoulders. He did not see Erestor’s relieved smile, nor did he see Erestor bite his lip nervously when he somewhat timidly, began to unhook the clasps to the warrior’s filthy tunic.

He allowed Erestor’s hands to push away his own, as the slim elf kneeled upon the mattress behind him and brought his arms around his the muscular form, to slowly undress him.

“Let me get that for you,” he spoke huskily into his ear, before setting his lips upon the fine shell shape to kiss and nibble.

“Thank you, I find myself quite fatigued this eve,” he said with a hopefully indicating yawn, that was not entirely feigned.

“Mmm, my poor baby,” Erestor spoke quietly as he slowly pulled the tunic from the blond’s shoulders and began to kiss his neck.

Glorfindel closed his eyes and sighed quietly. He had to credit Erestor, even though he was exceedingly weary, he felt his pulse quicken at his lovers attentions. He found himself tilting his head, to allow Erestor more access to his neck, even as he allowed soft hands to roam his broad chest. But he was simply, too tired to make love. He had never denied Erestor before, and did not know exactly how to go about it tactfully enough so as to not offend or even hurt his lovers feeling. It was when one of the advisor’s hands tried to wriggle beneath the band of his leggings, that he stopped him.

“Ah, Erestor? I ahm…” he began after laying his own hand over Erestor’s to stop its attempts. “….It’s not that I do not want to….”

“What’s wrong?” Erestor asked quietly, and Glorfindel winced at the hint of self doubt that lay in his lovers voice.

“I’ve just had a really long day and, and…” he glanced over his shoulder at Erestor, with one of his most reassuring smiles that subtly pleaded for him to understand.

“You are tired,” Erestor finished, “I understand,” he shrugged as he tried to smile accommodatingly, “It can wait until morning, can it not?”

“Most definitely,” Glorfindel implored as he turned fully around and kissed Erestor gently but fleetingly. “In the morning my sweet Erestor,” Glorfindel stood then, feeling grateful that Erestor had been so understanding. Though he slowed his actions when he noticed how the advisor unconsciously pulled his robe around him a little tighter as he edged off of the bed.

“Erestor?” He began gently, “you know that this does not mean that I desire you any less, yes? I am simply so very fatigued.”

Erestor nodded and smiled then, and the small amount of relief that showed in his eyes did not go unnoticed by Glorfindel, in fact if anything, it made him feel guilty.

“Oh I know that,” Erestor began, as if he had been completely sure of himself the entire time. “I just…well I suppose I feel a little, silly, is all. For the rather ah, shameless and….ridiculous show I just put on there” he laughed quietly as a red tint touched his high cheek bones.

Glorfindel smiled apologetically. Their relationship was only a few months old, though he had thought that Erestor had grew out of his some what bashfulness when around him. He had not seen Erestor blush in a while, and though he loved it when he did, he knew that it had also meant that some small amount of the advisor’s insecurities that had before been laid to rest, had reawaken. Erestor had never done anything quite so daring as he had tonight, usually, he would take on the submissive role. Where he would be unsure of his own advances, and let the blond start their love play. Tonight, Glorfindel realised, had perhaps not been the right night to turn Erestor down.

He damned his own ill timing and walked towards Erestor, who still held the robe around him and still blushed faintly. Gently he took the advisor’s heated cheeks in his hands and kissed him lovingly.

“And I hope to find more such enticing displays waiting for me when I come home in the future. You looked stunning, and I loved it. If it were not for my damned weariness, I would not be able to tear myself away from you. Please never think that I think you anything less than utterly…” here he licked his lips and grinned wolfishly, “…utterly sexual.”

Erestor looked up at Glorfindel through thick black lashes, a slow grin spreading across his lips.

“You think me sexual?” He asked, and Glorfindel laughed at the sense of pride in Erestor’s voice.

“Aye, so very much my tease. So I ask that you do not feel embarrassed about your most desirable welcoming, but simply wait until morn, when I will have the energy to love you how you deserve.”

“You must think yourself quite the lover if you think that I can not wait but a few hours until finally having your hands upon my person.” Erestor grinned cheekily, and Glorfindel could not of been more pleased.

“I would never assume such a thing.”

“Well you should, now to bed with you so that the sun may rise more swiftly” he spoke with a confidence that warmed Glorfindel through and through.

The warrior laughed aloud as Erestor actually swatted his behind and pushed him towards the bed.

Glorfindel shed his leggings and climbed into the bed, and he watched as Erestor pulled the sash to his robe before hanging it on the back of a chair. Again a small amount of guilt returned to him when he realised that Erestor was half hard, in what must have been anticipation of his return. Though Erestor seemed to pay it no heed and simply climbed into bed, and did not even hesitate as he entwined himself around Glorfindel.

He sighed contently as Erestor pulled his head against his chest, so as to rest beneath his small pointed chin. He hummed in appreciation when Erestor began to gently run his fingers through his hair, utterly relaxing him.

“I love it when you do that,” he sighed.

“I know you do.” Erestor replied softly and with an affectionate smile.

Now this, being nought but simple comfort, came naturally to him. Concerning Glorfindel at least. It had surprised him at first when discovering Glorfindel’s more gentle side. He had never thought Glorfindel to be a simple sword wielding, muscle bound heathen, like so many other warrior’s he had met. But he never would of suspected Glorfindel’s great love for cuddling.

First thing in the morn, they would cuddle. In the middle of the day when breaking from their duties, Glorfindel would seek him out. So as they could spend a few moments on the balcony to his office, in one of the plush chairs in the library, or back in their rooms for a few stolen moments, to simply, cuddle. And Erestor had to admit that he was equally enamoured of the affectionate gesture. So being confident enough to initiate lovemaking, being an outright seductive tease and provoker, perhaps he was not. But holding Glorfindel close in his arms, and running his fingers through his golden hair, came as natural as breathing. This, he could be satisfied with. It mattered not that he could not work Glorfindel up to forget his fatigue, despite his best efforts. As long as he could be the one to hold the surprisingly sweet natured elf, to be the only one to stroke his famously golden hair, then yes, that would be plenty enough.

Glorfindel’s closed eyes opened when feeling Erestor shift slightly beneath him to gain a more comfortable position. This however, revealed his still interested arousal beneath the sheets. With an inward sigh, he slowly turned in Erestor’s arms, and began to spread kisses along his chest. He would satisfy his Erestor’s innocent and apologetic want, and then let his body rest as it so needed.

“Glorfindel?” Erestor asked in genuine confusion and amusement.

“I can not leave you so needy”

“I will not wither away, really Glorfindel. Rest now, we can wait until morn.”

“I think not,”

If Erestor was about to reply, he was cut short by the surprised moan that left his lips as the warrior gently pulled one of his nipples into his mouth to suckle on.

“But, I thought you too tired to make love? Oh….” he arched beneath Glorfindel’s lips, “that’s nice.”

“I am, but I am not so tired as to pleasure you first.”

“Such a sweetheart,” Erestor chuckled to himself, “but honestly Glorfindel you don’t oh….oh my..”

Usually Glorfindel would draw out his pleasuring for Erestor, delighting in every small sigh that would come from his lips and unwilling to miss a single one. But tonight there were no gently teasing touches. He cut straight to the quick, and sought to give Erestor his sated state.

Only for a moment did Glorfindel draw back and look at Erestor. Erestor’s reactions were different as was his pleasure. He had never had the intention of so brutally ripping forth an orgasm like he did now. And for it, Erestor was louder, more desperate, passionate and expanding. His back created a bow shape as it arched high, the weight of his body resting in his head as it pushed deep into his pillow. His thighs trembled and his every possible touch or sound was uneasy.

Glorfindel swallowed hard before bowing his head back down to take in the boiling rod that vibrated on the edge of release. His hands, now shaking also, stayed Erestor’s slim but ever dancing hips. A moan that Glorfindel had never heard before left Erestor’s lips. It was on the verge of a helpless scream, both guttural and light, heavy and deep, but still had height of a sigh or intake of breath.

He would be lying if he said he felt the fatigue leave his body, in fact if anything it laid now heavier upon him than before. But he still growled, and he still let his hands leave dark red marks on Erestor’s pale skin that would surely bruise. Erestor had been keeping this from him, or perhaps not even the advisor knew of this possible height and pleasure. All he knew was that he wanted more, and he would not let this passion recede again.

At his pinnacle Erestor’s voice failed him, and after every drop of his centre left him, he fell back against the bed. He couldn’t move, all of his limbs felt heavy and he smiled as he felt as if the very mattress was trying to devour him. In fact, his smile and rapidly raising and falling chest were the only indication that he still lived. At that moment, he thought that he must have an inkling as to the weariness of body Glorfindel must feel. Glorfindel. With a great effort he lifted his head, and with a lazy smile he stroked back the heavy blond curtain that covered his lovers fine face from his view.

He laughed for a second, thinking Glorfindel had fallen asleep upon him as he was. But as his lovers head turned, not to face him but onto its side as it rested upon his flat stomach, he frowned.

“Glorfindel I, I said you didn’t have to.” Erestor began unsurely and in his own defence.


Glorfindel turned to him then, and managed a weak smile.

“It’s not that, I am not mad, never mad.”

It was then that Erestor could truly see how very tired Glorfindel was, and he gently reached to touch one of Glorfindel’s flushed cheeks.

“Then what is wrong?”

Erestor weakly hauled Glorfindel up to lay beside him. And the warrior, with equally little strength ungracefully let his body fall heavily against the mattress.

“Do you feel well?” Erestor concernedly touched his palm to the blond’s brow, which was indeed warm. This notion amused Glorfindel, who grinned and sighed heavily.

“No, I am not.”

Erestor leaned up on one elbow to look his lover over properly.

“Glorfindel, tell me what is wrong,” he demanded worriedly.

“I am hard.”

…

“You are, hard.”

“Aye,” the warrior confirmed in a pathetically weak voice.

Erestor laughed, “well then allow me to relieve you of such…” he began as he slithered down the warrior’s body.

“Nay Erestor, I am…*hard*, so much harder than ever before…” he said with no small amount of hinting in his voice.

“Ah, I see…” Erestor began in a low seductive voice, as he moved to lay atop of him. “A hardness that can only be abated by…”

“By this..” Glorfindel answered gruffly as two fingers roughly sank between Erestor’s cheeks, and not at all gently rubbed against his opening.

Erestor gasped and was about moan for more when the delightful sensation left him, and Glorfindel’s hand fell limply back against the bed.

“I’m just…so tired,” he sighed and closed his eyes.

Erestor bit his lip, hesitating only for a moment before leaning down to brush his lips against his lovers in a husky whisper.

“Then you lay back baby, and let me take care of you,” he nipped at the warrior’s lips before continuing. “I’ll ride you ragged, and then hold you while you sleep deeply. My baby like the sound of that hmm?”

Glorfindel let out a deep breath that sounded like a relieved sigh, and Erestor knew that that was exactly what the warrior had wanted to hear.

“Lay back comfy now..” he kissed the warrior chastely before sitting up and upon him.

He eyed Glorfindel’s length hungrily, and thought that he had never seen it quite so red or erect. It also seemed larger, and wider in girth, and his mouth watered at what was to come. He had wanted this, more control, more dominance, he had simply been to timid to before reach for it. Glorfindel always played the dominant role, and this suited them both. Erestor loved to feel Glorfindel move inside of him, and Glorfindel had always been the one to initiate any intimacies between them. And though Erestor was happy to be the one who was taken, he had yearned for more…control, in their love making. And now he had it, he just hoped Glorfindel wouldn’t need to be so exhausted for it to happen again.

Glorfindel had just enough energy to reach for the oil they kept beneath his pillow, and passed it to Erestor. He liked this, he liked it a lot. He adored to see Erestor writhe beneath him, and he loved his helpless little cries. But this new confident, and assertive Erestor was most arousing. Usually, during their love making he would do most of the work, though he would hardly call it work. He had never before felt anything so blissful as being sheathed inside of Erestor. Though he had to admit, he had always wanted to watch Erestor, ride atop of him, and simply take what he wanted. But he had fast come to realise Erestor’s hesitant nature when concerning intimate matters, and had been more than satisfied with their love making. But this, he licked his lips as he watched Erestor cover his palm in slick oil. This was….exciting.

Erestor grinned as Glorfindel groaned as his length was generously coated. He set the oil aside and wasted no time in positioning himself above the hard length that nudged his entrance.

“Erestor wait, you’re not…”

“I prepared myself whilst waiting for you earlier,” Erestor laughed at the slack jawed expression on the warrior’s face. Oh he was enjoying himself so much.

“I’ll admit, I’ve wanted to see you…in this position, for some time.”

“And I’ll admit, I’ve wanted to take myself upon you since before we started our affair.”

“Affair?” Glorfindel asked with a quirked eyebrow, though it was obvious he was slightly disappointed at the description of what had transpired between them for the past few months.

“Relationship?” Erestor tried again with a loving smile.

“Much better”

“Hmm, I agree. Now you just lay still and enjoy what I’m about to give you, my blue eyed boy.”

Glorfindel closed his eyes and smiled lazily, he was not a naturally lazy elf, but he liked the idea of simply laying back and enjoying the view.

Erestor lowered himself slowly, and groaned as he was stretched to the brink by Glorfindel’s sheer size.

“Ai, I have never known such size and girth such as you…”

Glorfindel laughed, “Erestor, I have no desire to hear of who may of laid claim to your body in the past…” he panted as Erestor settled into his lap, “…’tis not a picture that best pleases me..”

Erestor attentively and slowly at first rose, and then lowered himself onto the warrior’s surging heat with a moan.

“You can not hold it against me that I was not a virgin when we met,” Erestor chuckled softly as he began a slow rhythm of an up and down motion.

Glorfindel groaned and gripped Erestor’s gyrating hips.

“Of course not, I just….hate the thought of, of..” speaking became difficult as Erestor clenched around his cock and began to rock harder, faster.

“Of what?” Erestor gasped.

“Of another having made you moan, of….of you having screamed a name that was not mine in passion….”

“I can not change the past..” he began breathlessly, “but I can tell you, that, that no other, has ever made me scream like you…oh gods I love this!” Erestor rested his hands down flat on Glorfindel’s bare chest for stability, he threw back his head and enjoyed the tight grip on his hips.

“Ai, you have never looked so sultry, so….so….”

“What?” Erestor asked with hooded eyes, he moved quicker now, impaling himself on the thick cock rapidly and greedily.

“Ai! Oh damn, faster, faster Erestor!”

“So what Glorfindel?”

“So…so damn sexy Erestor, I’ve never been more turned on in my life….”

“Oh you feel good, so good…oh….oh!”

“You don’t know, h-how very hard it is for me, for me to not turn you onto your back right now and…really give you something to scream about!”

“What of your fatigue?”

“Screw my fatigue!” The warrior growled and even tried to sit up and follow through with his words. But Erestor, who was feeling immense pride at that moment, forcefully pushed him to lie back down.

“No please, please let me have this…” he panted. Glorfindel grew still for a moment before laying back down plaint beneath Erestor. He ignored the more primal urges surging through his body, and let Erestor control their love making. It was his night, Erestor’s night.

He allowed his hips to thrust upwards, and his hands to continue to grip Erestor’s waist, but that was all. And he watched whilst gasping for breath, as Erestor rode him hard and desperately. He was surprised to see such determination on his lovers face, as Erestor gripped the base of his cock hard, when feeling his own orgasm approach. And the warrior knew then how important it was for the advisor to bring him pleasure first.

He closed his eyes and let his head push back into his pillow as groin tightened, and then erupted. He bellowed Erestor’s name as he thrust sharply upwards and spilt himself violently inside of Erestor.

Finally Erestor let go of his own length and came almost instantly, screaming an almost unintelligible version of the warrior’s name. And after his second earth shattering orgasm that evening, Erestor collapsed atop of the warrior, panting heavily. He smiled contently at the rapid drum that sounded in his ear from the chest bellow him.

“That was…incredible,” Glorfindel finally managed after catching his breath.

“Mmm, wasn’t it though?”

“We are *definitely* , doing that again,” Glorfindel managed around a yawn.

Erestor smiled, and with great effort tried to lift himself off of his lover.

“No wait, please. Don’t move, like this, can we stay like this?” Glorfindel asked sleepily, whilst wrapping his arms around Erestor who still lay atop of him.

“You think I would deny you a cuddle?” Erestor chuckled.

….

“I could stay like this forever,” Glorfindel sighed after a pause. His eyes blinked heavily and drowsily as he fought off sleep.

“You’re still in me.” Erestor murmured back, his warm breath brushing the warrior’s lips.

“I know, I do not want to part, not yet.”

“Glorfindel,” Erestor chuckled, “sleep, I have kept you awake long enough.”

Glorfindel’s reply was nothing but a happy murmur, as his eyes finally glazed over.

Erestor smiled and rubbed his cheek against Glorfindel’s chest before placing a sweet kiss upon it.

“Besides,” he whispered, “I still intend on being ravished in the morning.”

The End.