Welcomed Interruptions

Title: Welcomed Interruptions
Author: Erviniae (pmir64@yahoo.com)
Pairing: Erestor/Glorfindel
Rating: NC17
Disclaimer: All belongs to the esteemed Tolkien—I am just playing with his lovely elves
Warning: M/M slash, AU
Beta: None, all mistakes are mine
Author notes: This is a small part of a much bigger fic chronicaling E/G and their relationship.
Summary: Erestor decides to interrupt Glorfindel’s day.


Erestor rose, stretching his long legs as he sighed happily. He was finally finished with the latest correspondences from Mirkwood and since there was nothing else pressing for the rest of the day, he decided to take the rest of the afternoon off. Walking to the window and judging by the rise of Anor in the sky, it was mid-afternoon, with him working through lunch once again. His stomach began to protest this fact so he decided to head for the kitchens, in hopes of getting a snack before the dinner hour.

Sticking his head in Elrond’s open office doorway, he meant to tell him of his plans, though he blushed instead at the site before him. There, on Elrond’s lap, sitting sideways and engaging him in a very passionate kiss was Celebrian. Smiling, Erestor quickly and silently retreated, undetected by the pair, as he continued on his mission to the kitchen.

Entering the busy kitchen, he looked around for a suitable snack. “Master Erestor!”
Called the head kitchen mistress in a disapproving shake of her head, “have you missed your luncheon again today?” He looked guiltily at her behind long dark eyelashes and smoldering brown eyes. She could never resist those eyes and promptly handed the very grateful Chief Advisor, a plate of cheese, fruit and cold tea.

“Thank you meldis,” he answered smiling sheepishly.

“You are quite welcome,” she smiled, then added, “Now go, you are in the way!” she shoed him out the back door.

After finishing his light meal and being already on the path to the training yards, he leisurely strolled, enjoying the warm spring breeze in his hair, and headed towards that precise location. Nodding to some in greeting along his way, he could hear the clang of metal on the air and the grunts of the soldiers in their exertions. Glorfindel’s voice could be heard as he offered encouragements or constructive criticisms to his soldiers. Erestor smiled to himself upon hearing his beloved’s voice and it began a stirring within him, a flicker awakening, waiting to be emblazoned into a raging fire. Sitting on a low stone wall in a far corner of the training yard, he watched his mate work.

Glorfindel was glistening with sweat. The Lord of the House of the Golden Flower had his hair braided in one thick plait down his back, out of the way. He wore only gray leggings and soft black leather boots; his tunic lay discarded in a heap on the ground. Erestor sighed at this habit of his mate. The plait flowed over strong muscled shoulders, towards a slim waist and hips. Wisps of gold escaped the plait to frame his beautiful face. His leggings clung to his body tightly due to sweat, caressing those sublime, tight muscles on thighs and buttocks. Erestor sighed in appreciation as if seeing this heavenly creature before him for the first time. “Curdir, parry!” urged Glorfindel, “no, no, like this.” Glorfindel then proceeded to show the young warrior whilst swinging his sword, which made his biceps bulge, his chest rippling every muscle as he moved, and the taughtness of that flat and sensual stomach.

Erestor’s eyes followed a single bead of sweat as it descended down Glorfindel’s chest, over that stomach towards the line where the waist met hip—Oh, how Erestor loved to kiss and lick that area on the golden warrior. Then his gaze fell to that prominent bulge below, oh, yes, that too, was a favorite of his for so many reasons. Even in this unaroused state that bulge was quite prominent. Erestor licked his lips unconsciously and in finding himself becoming quite aroused, decided to let Glorfindel know he was there. //I want to lick every bead of sweat from your body, \ purred Erestor into his husband’s mind. Glorfindel shook his head and looked around the training yard, his gaze landing on his mate sitting on the wall.

“Take time to rest,” ordered Glorfindel to his warriors, as he turned and walked seductively towards Erestor. Erestor shuddered and smiled wickedly at the sweaty warrior before him.

“Counselor.” Nodded Glorfindel mischievously.

“Captain.” Purred Erestor seductively.

“What brings you to my office?” teased Glorfindel.

“Ummnn…you.” Smirked Erestor adding, “Fin, dear, you look most decadent and quite scrumptious.” “I don’t know how your troops do not constantly walk around in a sate of arousal.”

Glorfindel laughed heartily at that thought, throwing his head back in delight. “You over estimate my appeal councilor.”

“Nay captain, my council is sound.”

Glorfindel moved so that he now stood between Erestor’s legs. Bending his head, he sweetly kissed Erestor’s lips. Erestor ran his hands along his husband’s muscular back and kept going lower, this action causing him to be kissed with more ardor. Glorfindel pulled back slightly, “You dare not!” Commanded Glorfindel as Erestor’s hands moved gently over those impossibly hard buttocks, rubbing and kneading. “Erestor,” Glorfindel breathed heavily as he tried not to become aroused. “My troop is looking.”

“Really?” questioned Erestor as he peeked his head around the side of his husband. “No, not at all.” He answered matter-of –factly.

Glorfindel sneered, “Please remove your lovely hands form my arse dear counselor, for you will undermine my authority with my troops.”

Erestor sighed but did so as he whispered to his sweaty husband in his most seductive voice, “Why don’t you cancel the rest of the afternoon’s training and come… and play… with me?”..”Hmn?”

Glorfindel licked his lips and actually blushed at those words. “Do you not have work to do dear Counselor?” He asked just as seductively.

“Nay, I have finished and have naught to do and you know I hate to have idle hands, my big…muscular…Captain.”

Glorfindel shivered, “Elbereth, Erestor, what has gotten into you this day?” and he immediately regretted his words upon seeing Erestor’s eyes narrow in lust.

“Hopefully, you.” Purred Erestor. Glorfindel groaned, he knew he was weakening.

“We could go to your office?” offered Erestor as he hefted his eyebrows in enticement.

“No, tis too messy and someone is always walking in and out of it.” Replied Glorfindel.

“Ummnn, in and out, I like the sound of that,” smiled Erestor as he bit his bottom lip and his finger followed a bead of sweat dripping from Glorfindel’s right nipple down to his hard stomach and over his waistband tracing the now prominent bulge.

Glorfindel shivered in delight and watched as Erestor brought his finger up to those ripe lips to suck on. “You play unfair, Counselor!” breathed Glorfindel hoarsely in his lust.

Feigning defeat, Erestor stood and immediately brought their arousals together, ”All right, I give up Captain, I will just go take a cold bath!” Erestor pressed even closer as he moved his hips.

Glorfindel turned around to look at his troop, thankful that the hilt of his sword covered his impressive arousal. “Mellyn, please take the rest of the afternoon off to do as you will, it is… a gift, from Chief Counselor Erestor.” The troop cheered and gave their thanks. Glorfindel immediately took hold of Erestor’s hand and pulled him along in a brisk walk deeper into the seclusion of the surrounding Imladris woods.

Once far enough from elven eyes, Glorfindel pounced on Erestor kissing his mouth hungrily as his hands worked furiously on the clasps of his lover’s robes. Breathing heavily and steadily moaning, Erestor helped his mate by taking over the task, as their lips never left the others. Erestor lowered his head and licked and sucked a perfect pink nipple to hardness as Glorfindel moaned and writhed as they fell to the soft forest floor together with Erestor still latched to his hardened nipple. “Aye, Erestor!” breathed the mighty warrior as his leggings were forcefully pulled down to his knees freeing his hard, engorged, purple length to the cool spring breeze.

Erestor wasted no time; he was highly aroused and in deep, hard, pulsating, weeping, need. His tongue lapped at the glistening drops on his mate’s throbbing length and in one swift movement, took in all of Glorfindel’s length, sucking hard. Glorfindel bucked up and screamed. Erestor did not let up his sensual assault, he sucked and licked and kissed up and down, his lover’s hardness even as his supple hands skillfully worked the ever-tightening sacs below. Glorfindel was now uttering nonsense; he was so far gone in his desire. Managing to lean up on his elbows, Glorfindel watched his lover work as Erestor daringly looked into the warrior’s eyes. //Come in my mouth, I want to taste you my love\ he said into his mate’s mind through their bond. Throwing his head back, Glorfindel came with a shout of pure ecstasy as Erestor’s name slipped from his lips and echoed throughout the forest. Sated, Glorfindel fell back whilst Erestor grinned licking his lips.

Erestor then removed the rest of their clothing as he leaned atop of Glorfindel rubbing against his awakening member. Continuing his sensual assault, he bit his husband’s neck and licked the soft skin just below the ear as he then licked up to suckle the tip, latching on with his highly skilled tongue. Glorfindel moaned as Erestor whispered into his ear, his breath hot and wet. “Take me, my big…golden…warrior,” hissed Erestor, “Ride me, use me, I am yours!”

“Mmnnn, mine,” groaned Glorfindel as Erestor moved onto his hands and knees in invitation. “Wait, we have no oil,” breathed Glorfindel, always concerned for his lover’s comfort even far gone in his lust as he was.

“Take me anyway Fin!” “I am not made of glass!” offered the Councilor as he shamelessly spread his legs further apart, exposing his pink, puckered opening.


Glorfindel ran his hands along his husband’s soft, perfect backside and spread his cheeks even further apart to Erestor’s delight. Leaning forward, Glorfindel licked that pink, puckered opening and Erestor bucked hard screaming in pleasure. Giving his mate a playful smack, he commanded, “DO NOT MOVE!” as he continued to lick at Erestor’s opening. Glorfindel then thrust his tongue inside until he could judge Erestor prepared enough, as he wiped the spit from his chin.

“Please Fin! Begged Erestor as tears fell from his eyes from unquenched desire. “You are cruel,” he continued, “TAKE ME!” he yelled into the forest air.

“Patience, dear Councilor,” teased Glorfindel as he decided to bite his love’s left cheek in reprimand. That did it, Erestor screamed and came in endless spurts all over the forest floor. He felt dizzy; his legs began to give way but Glorfindel held him with one hand around his slim waist as he placed his throbbing arousal against Erestor’squivering entrance and in one long, slow push, filled his love until he was buried deep in the velvet heat. The lovers both began moaning as Glorfindel started moving as he pulled almost all the way out and rammed himself back inside as fast as he could-his hard muscled buttocks straining with each thrust. Each thrust hit that special spot inside of Erestor as he began to writhe and press back to meet each and every thrust Fin gave him.

Their pace quickened until at last they both found their release loudly calling each other’s name and without breath left to spare, they collapsed onto the forest floor.

They lay there for quite some time with Glorfindel spooned behind his love; his breath heavy on Erestor’s neck. Erestor loved this feeling-to him there was almost nothing better than lying in his beloved’s arms in their sweet afterglow. “I love you,” whispered Glorfindel. Erestor kissed Glorfindel’s hand as their fingers were entwined.

“The feeling is quite mutual Captain,” he answered in playfulness.

“I think in all our years together, this is the first you have ever interrupted my work for an afternoon of bliss,” said Glorfindel as he kissed the top of that silky hair he so adored.

“Why should you get all the fun?” snuggled Erestor back into his husband’s embrace.

Glorfindel smiled for he often dragged Erestor from his work to “play”. “Do you think others are as happy as we?” he sighed.

“I should hope so,” answered Erestor truthfully.

“I do believe Elrond and Celebrian are.” Fin nodded his agreement.

Turning in his arms to face his beloved, Erestor kissed him sweetly. “Mmmn, I never tire of your kisses.” He said into those blue eyes sparkling back at him with love and life. Hearing Glorfindel’s stomach rumble loudly, they laughed. Erestor stood and took his mate’s hand, “Come, let us get you some nourishment-you must keep your strength up!” winked Erestor adding, “I am not through with you yet.” They dressed and walked arm in arm to the house only stopping to pick up Glorfindel’s discarded tunic, picking grass and twigs out of their hair as they did so…

…Reaching the kitchen through the back door, Glorfindel’s stomach rumbled louder. “Oh, Lord Glorfindel, here, eat this,” offered the cook, “For I can hear your stomach from over here!”

“Thank you,” bowed the Captain elaborately, as he bit into a warm biscuit.

The cooks laughed at his gesture. “How about you, Master Erestor?”

“Nay, I will wait until the dinner hour, but thank you.” He nodded. Glorfindel also grabbed an iced strawberry tea, downing it in one go and procured another to which Erestor took a sip from.

Everyone knew what the two had been up to; they were disheveled and smelled of sex. Erestor went to see if everything was prepared correctly for dinner as Glorfindel continued eating and flirting with the other elliths in the kitchen. He was listening in on a conversation with two of the cooks. “Maybe you should role-play, bring some excitement into the bedroom.” Said one.

“Role-play?” asked the other ellith confused.

“Aye,” pretend you are a maiden in distress and he is a warrior come to rescue you.”

“No one does such things!” said the ellith with a blush.

“I bet they do-“ and she gestured to the two Lords of Imladris.

“Lord Glorfindel?” asked the first ellith brazenly.

“Hush, Lothiel, do not!” worried the second ellith.

“Aye?” answered Glorfindel coming closer still munching on an apple now.

“Do you, do you, ahem, role-play my Lord?” asked a blushing Lothiel.

“Role-play?” asked a pretending Captain, smiling, his tunic still open and his sweaty hard muscled chest clearly in view. The two elliths gulped.

“You know, during sex.” She whispered.

“Aye we do—all the time.” Winked Glorfindel mischievously.

“I play the glorious reborn balrog-slayer and he,” here he pointed in Erestor’s direction, “he plays the cool, calculating chief advisor.”

The elliths giggled and Glorfindel laughed heartily. Just then Erestor walked by; “Calculating?” he glared and gave a fake huff.

“You see!” teased Glorfindel as he grabbed Erestor around the waist and hugged him tightly whilst kissing the back of his head. Erestor rolled his eyes.

“You always misbehave in the kitchens!” teased Erestor back; even as he broke the hold he was in and entered the hallway. He stopped and turned and looked back at his husband seductively.

“Ladies,” Glorfindel bowed and then followed his husband out the door with a brilliant smile.

The ellith sighed wistfully after them…

…Back in their rooms, they bathed and readied for dinner. Entering the great dining hall hand in hand, they greeted their Lord and Lady and took their respective places. All during the meal, Elrond and Celebrian gave themselves longing glances. Glorfindel nudged Erestor, “It seems that romance is in the air this day.”

Erestor looked over at his friends. “Indeed it does my love,” smiled Erestor into those brilliant blue eyes he loved so much.

Elrond looked at Erestor. “I hear you gave the trainees the afternoon off?” he quizzically raised an eyebrow.

“Aye, my Lord, I went to tell you of my plan but you were otherwise,” here he paused for effect, “engaged?” Erestor smirked.

“Indeed?” answered Elrond as Celebrian blushed and took her husband’s hand in hers.

“Yes, you had your hands full my Lord.” Smiled Erestor and Elrond began to laugh. Glorfindel, wondering what he missed, shrugged his shoulders and started eating off of Erestor’s plate having already finished his.

Celebrian then began to giggle as well. “Perhaps we should have these afternoons off more often, Counselor,” offered Elrond.

“That is sound advice.” winked Erestor.

The End