Catch of the Day

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Title: Catch of the Day
Rating: R ( humour)
Pairing: Glorfindel/Erestor
Author: jenolas
Summary:Glorfindel makes an unexpected catch when he and Erestor take the young twins fishing.


As the sightless glaze of sleep slowly left Erestor’s eyes, he blinked once to clear the fading images of his erotic dreams away, and then blinked again. Were his eyes deceiving him or was the object of his desire who sat on the end of his bed real, or simply an apparition? Shaking his head to fully clear his vision, he sat up slowly and stared angrily into bright blue eyes.

“Good morning, my sweet one. Pleased to see me are you?” Glorfindel asked cheerfully, his eyes lingering for a moment on the bugle outlined by the soft sheet before he kissed the Advisor’s soft, pale cheek as if he had every right to be so familiar. With some difficulty, Erestor fought to control the fire that traveled to his groin at the touch of the soft lips even as his glare clearly indicated he thought otherwise.

“What are you doing in my chamber, and how did you get in here?” he asked, the mix of anger and barely concealed lust in his eyes giving them a very becoming quality, or so Glorfindel thought.

“Your door was unlocked, for a change, a fact which I perceived as permission to enter,”
the Seneschal said with a nonchalant shrug.

“It was an oversight, nothing more. Might I enquire just how often you check the lock on my door?” Erestor asked unable to hide his curiosity and the small smile of pleasure that indicated he was not really annoyed now that he was fully awake.

“At least once a day, usually just after you have retired,” Glorfindel replied easily, his eyes glittering with amusement at the surprise on the Advisor’s face. “I have made it plain that I intend to win your heart, and if it means that I need to sneak into your chamber, or better yet your bed to do so, then so be it.”

“And I have told you on innumerable occasions that I am not interested in taking a bed partner or a lover,” Erestor replied, the hardness between his legs making him barely able to convince himself, let alone the gorgeous intruder, of the lie he spoke.

“Are you certain?.” Glorfindel asked with a pointed glance at Erestor’s groin. “Shall I hand you your robe or are you going to tease me by continuing to cover your beautiful body with naught but a sheet?” he asked as he wiggled his eyebrows suggestively.

“How do you know what I am, or am not wearing?” Erestor demanded, blushing a deep shade of red as he nonetheless accepted the robe he was offered.

“I know you are deliciously naked because… well… because I peeked!” Glorfindel admitted, belatedly realising that he might have spoken the truth far too hastily.

The advisor’s eyes widened both in disbelief at Glorfindel’s audacity and as he felt his arousal twitch with delight at the thought of those seductive eyes on him while he slept.

“You ‘peeked’?” Erestor’s voice was as cold and sharp as the blade of Glorfindel’s sword. The Seneschal nodded, smiled his most charming smile and had the grace to blush with embarrassment at the lack of self control that was his only excuse for his poor behaviour.

“Aye and I apologise for I know I should not have done such a base thing, but you looked so desirable laying there in relaxed reverie that I found myself unable to resist the chance to see you in all your glory. I was not disappointed. You are truly beautiful,” he added, deciding it prudent not to voice how he longed to taste as well as touch everything he had seen, hoping the compliment would ease Erestor’s anger a little.

“Then savour your moment of voyeurism because I assure you that you will not be seeing my naked form again!” Erestor replied becoming even more annoyed when he felt his own cheeks burning as hotly as the fire in his aching cock. He was disgusted with the betrayal of his own body, and especially the part that appreciated the Balrog slayer’s interest even if its master pretended he did not.

“Well, not without your permission at least,” Glorfindel added, daring the lightest of caresses across the now very obvious tent in the sheet near the Advisor’s groin.

“I want you to leave, now!” Erestor demanded as he swatted Glorfindel’s hand away and covered the bulge with his robe. The Seneschal was a hardened warrior, and determined to succeed in his quest, but he knew when it was wise to retreat.

“As you wish, but before I go, let me answer your other question. I came to speak with you regarding a request made by Celebrían.” Glorfindel said, rising off the bed and turning his back to allow Erestor the privacy to don his robe.

“And what might our lady need ?” the Advisor asked, the softness in his voice as he spoke of his lord’s lady making Glorfindel envious of the affection Erestor felt for Celebrían and indeed Elrond and the twins as well. His ‘would be’ lover was not really cold hearted, as many were unkind enough to say, he was merely very selective about with whom he would share his love. Glorfindel hoped one day he would be the keeper of Erestor’s heart.

“Celebrian told me she needs some uninterrupted time alone with Elrond, to resolve the falling out they are currently experiencing over her planned visit to Lothlorien. You know how stubborn they both can be,” Glorfindel explained, exchanging a glance with his friend that indicated they were both well aware of the current tension between Elrond and his wife.

“Aye, ‘tis well past time they resolved the matter,” Erestor agreed, smiling at the change of subject and the return to more relaxed conversation as he fussed about making two cups of herbal tea. Their petty quarrel and the fact that he had ordered Glorfindel from his sight already forgotten, Erestor offered the seneschal a cup and a seat on one of the chairs on his balcony.

“Indeed, and to that end Celebrían has asked that we keep the twins amused today,” Glorfindel said accepting the tea and the truce with a smile that made Erestor’s heart race. “She will bring them, and the bottle of Dorwinion she is offering as payment for our time, to my chambers after the morning meal.”

“I hope you assured her there was no need to bribe us to take care of the twins, it is always a pleasure not a chore,” Erestor said with some concern.

“Rest assured I did my best in that regard, but she insisted I accept it nonetheless. Perhaps we can share it over dinner?”

“Aye, I have no objection to that,” Erestor readily agreed. He enjoyed Glorfindel’s company, although he hesitated to admit his true feelings for the Balrog slayer.

“Excellent. And since it such a lovely warm summer, I thought we might spend the day at the river,” Glorfindel suggested with a hint of a smile that, had Erestor been observing him closely, would have indicated that his motives were not entirely selfless. It was, after all, common practice for all the inhabitants of Imladris, seemingly shy and aloof Advisors included, to swim naked.

“Aye, that is indeed a good idea. Elladan and Elrohir have been begging to be taught how to fish after hearing of the River Elves who live in Thranduil’s realm,” Erestor said already making an inventory in his head of the items they would need to take with them.

“Ai, Erestor, I should warn you that fishing is not a craft I have ever tried,” Glorfindel said, his brow furrowing in confusion as Erestor laughed so hard there were tears in his eyes. “I see no reason to laugh at my lack of experience.”

“Dear Glorfindel, I find the thought of you being able claim innocence or lack of experience in anything to be most amusing but not entirely accurate in this case. You have certainly reeled in many lovers on your charming hook over the years,” the astute Advisor teased.

“Aye, but I have saved the best for last,” Glorfindel replied as he leaned over to brush his lips over Erestor’s unresisting mouth.

“You have not yet found the right bait,” the Advisor whispered into a delicately pointed ear, making certain his warm breath tickled the sensitive tip before he drew away and resumed his preparations.

“Nay, but I believe I am beginning to get a few nibbles,” Glorfindel sighed, wiggling his eyebrows wantonly, as the two dissolved into laughter at the silliness of conversation they were now having.
They were still chuckling several hours later when they accompanied their eager pupils to the Bruinen.

“Tell me again why I agreed to this fishing trip?” Glorfindel asked as he hefted the bag he was carrying containing the fishing equipment Erestor had acquired from the Valar only knew where since there were no River Elves in Imladris.

“Glorfindel, this was your idea, or has the warmth of the day already dulled your memory? You are here with us because you love the twins, and because Elrond is paying for this little venture with one of his coveted bottles of Dorwinion,” Erestor reminded him with an affectionate smile.

“And because it means I will have the pleasure of spending the whole day with you,” Glorfindel added, feeling a slight twitch in his groin when he saw the spark of pleasure in Erestor’s eyes that his words had caused. ‘So, it is sweet and sincere words that Erestor responds to, at last I have found my bait!’ Glorfindel thought, grinning happily.
“And tonight we will dine on a meal of fresh fish, washed down by a cup or two of said wine,” Erestor added, more eager for the evening to arrive than he was willing to admit.

They walked in silence for a while and watched with amused affection as Elladan and Elrohir, filled with eagerness and excitement at the prospect of learning how to catch fish, raced ahead, occasionally looking over their small shoulders to make sure their tutors were still close behind. As they neared a curve in the path that would take them from the sight of their protectors once they rounded it, the twins reluctantly halted. Their freedom from being forced to walk hand in hand with their elders depended entirely on keeping their agreement to remain in view at all times.

“Please Glorfindel, can you and Erestor walk a little faster?” Elladan called as he and Elrohir waited impatiently for the ones who were walking at a far too leisurely pace for their liking, to catch up.
“Aye, before the fish all swim away,” Elrohir added, offering his support to Elladan’s request by voicing their concern.

“There is no need for haste. There are plenty of fish in the river and they will still be there no matter when we arrive,” Erestor reassured the boys. “However, perhaps it would help make the walk more interesting if you were to search for some small branches along the way that can be used as fishing poles.” Two pairs of grey eyes lit with delight at this suggestion.

“Like the ones in the book we were studying?” Elladan asked, always more interested in looking at the pictures than reading the text. He left that boring task to Elrohir who always explained whet he read so well.

“Aye, exactly. Now see what you can find. You may have to step off the path but do not stray from my sight,” Erestor warned, the words barely leaving his lips before Elladan and Elrohir began darting between the trees, each eager to be the first to find a fishing pole.

“I did not see the book, what kind of pole will I need?” Glorfindel asked innocently.

“A long, hard, sturdy one, nice and smooth and about the thickness of three fingers I think. That would certainly be to my liking,” Erestor replied, smiling wickedly when Glorfindel moaned at the image that sprung to mind.

“I am certain I will be able to satisfy your requirements, if you will give me the chance,” the Seneschal said softly, mindful of the hearing of their young charges. His only reply was the feather soft touch of lips on his brow before Erestor answered a summons from Elrohir to come and inspect his find.

It was almost noon by the time the little group had found a suitable fishing spot and all had been equipped with poles strung with a few strands of fine elvish rope as lines, on the ends of which hooks were attached. Erestor knew that live worms were used as bait by Men, but he saw no reason to unnecessarily harm even the smallest creature and so had collected a supply of lembas to use instead.

“Cook has asked us to catch enough to fill these two baskets, if possible,” Erestor said handing one to Glorfindel along with a net that, judging by the confused frown on the handsome brow, the Seneschal had no idea how to use.

“It is for scooping the fish from the water once you have reeled it in,” he explained, showing Glorfindel the movement required.

“I will need a bigger one than this for the fish I have in mind to catch, “ the Seneschal said, looking directly into eyes that seemed to be slightly darker than before and indicated to Glorfindel that he had finally found the right approach to winning his love.

“The waters are quite still today, but I think it best if you see take care of Elladan whilst I keep a watchful eye on Elrohir,” Erestor said in the soft voice that Glorfindel had longed to hear spoken to him and he sighed happily.

“Aye, I have no desire to return to Imladris having to explain a missing or half-drowned son or two to Celebrían and Elrond,” the Seneschal agreed, knowing just how mischievous and unpredictable their small charges could be.

They had both worn loose shirts and leggings, and Erestor found he was unable to look away when Glorfindel removed his clothes to stand naked in the sunlight, nor could he hide his sigh of pleasure at the magnificent sight. The Seneschal heard the lust in the soft release of breath and winked suggestively, suddenly wishing that he and Erestor were alone.

“Here, carry these for me so they do not get wet,” he said, turning his attention back to his responsibilities as he handed the folded bundle of clothes to Elladan. He then hoisted the laughing child onto his shoulders and waded out to the rocky outcrop that he had selected as their fishing spot. Erestor watched with more than a little lust as Glorfindel’s dripping body emerged from the water and he donned only his leggings. Erestor felt weak in the knees as he imagined what it would feel like to run his hands over the soft skin that covered the strong muscles of the warrior’s chest, stopping to tease the roughness of the small dark nipples that remained unhidden before traveling down to stroke the bulge of Glorfindel’s member through the wet, clinging fabric.

“Erestor!” a small voice shouted, drawing his attention back from his fantasy to answer the one tugging demandingly on his shirt.

“Ai, Elrohir, I am sorry. I was distracted for a moment. Come let us go to our spot and see if we can catch a fish before your brother,” he said offering the younger twin a warm smile and a friendly hand. Elrohir kissed the fingers in a display of childish affection and fairly dragged Erestor to the small grassy protrusion that jutted a few feet into the river and that the advisor declared was an excellent spot for fishing.

Before long Erestor and Elrohir had made their first catch and challenge was given and accepted to Glorfindel and Elladan to see who could fill their baskets first. Amid much laughter and many squeals of delight whenever something took their bait and was captured there were also groans of frustration when the fish was strong enough to escape.

Similar shouts and laughter was heard from the river, and Erestor wondered that the noise had not scared all the fish away. However it was not long before Glorfindel signalled that he and Elladan were returning to shore and Erestor removed his clothes and waded out to collect their bounty, thus allowing the Seneschal to keep a firm hold on his young charge who was again in possession of the dry clothes.
As Erestor had done, Glorfindel openly admired the Advisor’s body as he walked slowly from the river. The way the water droplets glistened against his skin in the late afternoon sunshine was so sensual that Glorfindel was severely tempted to lick every one from the beautiful body. Of course, such was inappropriate behaviour with the young ones watching, so feeling frustrated and his admiration travelling below his waist, he quickly dressed.

“May we go for a swim?” Elladan and Elrohir asked in unison. Erestor looked to Glorfindel who nodded his consent. The twins were good swimmers, and now they were no longer distracted by fishing, their elders deemed it safe enough to allow the request.

“Of course, but do not go out too far,” the Advisor cautioned as he settled on the grassy bank to watch the young ones play. Glorfindel joined him, but rather than watch the twins, he turned to gaze at the dark haired beauty at his side, only to be greeted with downcast eyes.

“Erestor, look at me.” Erestor found he could not resist the softly seductive command, and gazed up at Glorfindel, drawing in a sharp breath at the undisguised love he saw in the deep blue eyes, a love he had no choice but to return. “I see in your eyes what is in your heart,” Glorfindel whispered as he sat beside Erestor, moving close enough so that their legs were touching. “I love you Erestor,” Glorfindel said as he caressed the muscled flesh , slowly moving his fingers along the length of Erestor’s thigh, tracing a path up the trembling body.

No other words were spoken or needed as they felt, rather than heard the first faint notes of the song that would join their hearts and souls forever in love. Erestor rested his head on the strong shoulder, content for the moment just to be held in a loving embrace. The touch of a finger on his chin gently urged him to look into eyes filled with the same burning desire as he felt. Glorfindel parted his lips to speak, only to have them hungrily devoured by a kiss filled with passion and desire.

“I know, and you have captured my heart Glorfindel. I love you.” Erestor said when the kiss ended. He smiled lovingly, silently giving his heart to the one whose arm now slid tenderly around his waist and drew him closer still.

Glorfindel sighed with contentment as he rubbed his cheek against the ebony silk that rested on his shoulder while they watched Elladan and Elrohir frolicking in the water. This day had so far turned out better than he could ever have imagined and there was still the evening to come, as both he and his lover no doubt would, several times, Glorfindel thought with some amusement as he shifted position slightly to relieve the pressure on the bulge in his leggings.

“I think they are trying to drown each other,” Erestor commented, smiling to himself as he noticed his beloved’s discomfort and knew he was the reason for it. He lifted the hand he was holding to his lips and softly kissed the palm. Glorfindel shuddered slightly at the sensuous touch and cupped the soft cheek, tilting his lover’s face upwards and gazed into the adoring eyes.

“And you are drowning me in your love,” he whispered against the mouth that he was eager to taste, his tongue seeking and receiving permission to ravish the moistness within.

As the kiss deepened, they became so lost in their newly discovered love and the desire that increased with every beat of their hearts that all awareness of their surroundings faded into the background. Pulling Erestor close, Glorfindel lowered him gently to the ground and proceeded to shower his lover’s face and neck with soft kisses whilst his hands sought the warmth of the silky skin beneath the loose shirt. Erestor’s moans were as music to his ears as he pinched a nipple and encouraged him to do likewise with the other.

“Glorfindel, as much as I wish to, we can not do this now,” Erestor whispered a warning, untangling his fingers from Glorfindel’s hair and caressing the firm round globe beneath his other hand once more before reluctantly rolling away from temptation as the sound of childish laughter invaded the sweet moment. Glorfindel growled his frustration and briefly closed the eyes darkened with arousal as he nodded acknowledgment of their responsibility.

“You speak wisely my love, what I have in mind to do to you is definitely not for innocent eyes to see,” he said as he sat up and wrapped his arm about his lover’s waist. Erestor shared the need to remain close and allowed the small act of intimacy and the sweet kiss filled with promise that accompanied it.

“Look Elladan! They are kissing,” said a small voice not far from Glorfindel’s ear. The kiss ended abruptly and the seneschal turned to find inquisitive grey eyes watching him closely.

“I take it you two have had enough of swimming?” he asked, attempting to change the subject and smiling affectionately at the young one who nodded his reply but Elrohir remain undeterred and looked to Elladan instead.

“Erestor, why are you and Glorfindel kissing?” Elladan asked equally as inquisitive as his brother, dripping water over the advisor’s legs as he sat next to him.

“Because I want to, and it is what one does when one is being courted,” Erestor replied simply, the tone of his voice indicating he was not prepared to discuss the subject further. Elladan and Elrohir stared at the advisor with wide eyed astonishment, and then burst into a fit of giggles.

“I fail to see what is so amusing,” Erestor said, looking to Glorfindel who merely shrugged as if to say he had no idea what the children were thinking.

“You need to heed your lessons, Master Erestor,” Elladan said in a fair imitation of his tutor when he was annoyed with the elder twin’s lack of dedication to his studies. “There is no such word as ‘caughted’ is there Elrohir?” he asked his more studious brother before bursting into giggles again.

“Nay you should have said you were ‘caught’ but I did not see Glorfindel chasing you,” he added as an afterthought, confusion creasing his brow. This time it was Glorfindel who laughed merrily.

“Ai, believe me when I say I have been chasing Erestor for some time,” Glorfindel said allowing Erestor to see his eyes glittering with restrained lust. “You two did not see the chase because it was Erestor’s heart mine was trying to capture,” he said, the look on the younger one’s face telling Glorfindel that his explanation made no sense to Elrohir, but apparently Elladan was a little more worldly despite his tender years.

“Are you two in love? Like Nana and Ada?” he asked. Glorfindel looked to Erestor and was rewarded with a heart melting smile that made him wish the twins were elsewhere.

“Aye, we are and I assure I did not use the wrong word. To court, spelled c-o-u-r-t, means to try and gain one’s favour and affection, to win their loved one’s heart and make it their own… forever,” Erestor said reaching for Glorfindel’s hand and speaking more to his lover than the children. Now desperately needing to be alone with Erestor, Glorfindel decided the fishing trip was at an end.

“It is well past time we were be heading back to Imladris. Come, get dressed you two,” the seneschal said as he kissed the elegant fingers, silently mouthed ‘I love you’ and then stood and collected the clothes Elladan and Elrohir had discarded.

It was obvious that the day’s activities were taking their toll on the young ones, who were trudging slowly in front of their elders, and Glorfindel and Erestor took full advantage of the long walk home to simply enjoy each other’s company, to talk quietly and share the occasional brief kiss.

The twin’s energy may have been depleted but their spirits were high when they finally passed under the stone archway to find Elrond and Celebrían waiting to welcome their return.

“My, you two have been busy! You have caught plenty of fish, and I am sure cook will be pleased,” Celebrían said as she kissed each of her sons in turn.

“And Glorfindel caught… I mean… is courting Erestor,” Elladan proclaimed, his revelation causing Elrond’s eyebrows to rise in astonishment and a look of alarm to cross his face as he turned his attention to his the lovers.

“Celebrían, I think you and our sons should take the fish to the kitchens,” Elrond said, the consternation in his voice reflecting that of his wife who understood the unspoken message that he wished to speak to Erestor and Glorfindel alone.

“Of course, shall we go? I know there are some fresh tarts to be found, perhaps cook will offer you two some in payment for your hard work,” she said smiling at the delight that lit her sons’ eyes as she took one small hand in each of hers and lead the way to the kitchen.

“Courting? Exactly what were you two doing?” he asked without preamble, staring accusingly at the lovers accusingly as soon as Celebrían and his sons were out of earshot. He had long suspected the depth of Glorfindel’s feelings for the advisor, but until this moment had not considered Erestor might have felt the same way.

“Teaching Elladan and Elrohir how to fish as you have seen for yourself,” Erestor replied quietly, his hurt feelings apparent at the false assumption of improper behaviour in front of the twins that he knew was in Elrond’s thoughts. Glorfindel was astute enough to realise it as well and, refusing to allow anyone or anything to upset his beloved, he rose to the defense of their honour.

“Have you so little trust in us Elrond? We are your sons’ protectors as well as their friends and tutors and as such we would do nothing to harm them or their innocence, if that is what you are implying. I admit we kissed once or twice after we declared our love for each other, but that is nothing the boys have not already seen other couples doing,” Glorfindel said as he moved to place his arm around Erestor’s waist.

“Nor is such an expression of love anything to be neither ashamed of, nor hidden away,” Erestor added, moving to stand before Elrond so that he could touch the bruise on his lord’s neck made by small, ladylike teeth. Glorfindel chuckled at Elrond’s attempt to pull his collar up to cover the passion mark left by his wife.

“Nay, of course it is not, and I apologise for doubting you both. The only excuse I can offer is that your revelation took me by surprise. I know how difficult it can be to resist temptation or the heat of the moment, and I assumed you two would have the same problem,” he said offering his friends a knowing smile.

“Erestor’s charms are almost impossible to resist, except when you have two young ones looking over your shoulder,” Glorfindel admitted drawing his lover closer and nuzzling his hair.

“Aye,” Erestor agreed as he exchanged a meaningful glance with Glorfindel that spoke of their as yet unfulfilled needs. “I certainly understand why Celebrían asked us to look after the boys while you and she had your ‘discussion’.”

“I think we should have one or two of those kinds of discussions, what say you, my beloved? Would you care to indulge my whim?” Glorfindel asked Erestor with a wicked gleam in his eye.

“I can deny you nothing, my irresistible one,” Erestor replied as he made a great show of checking the courtyard for young ones and finding none he took Glorfindel into his arms and kissed him with unbridled passion. “I want you, now!” Erestor whispered into his lover’s ear with such need that Glorfindel’s knees went weak as his own desire engulfed him.

“If you will excuse us, my lord, Erestor and I have some unfinished business and a bottle of Dorwinion to attend to,” Glorfindel said with a polite bow to Elrond.

“By all means, shall I inform the cook that you and Erestor will be dining in private tonight?” Elrond offered in an attempt to make amends for his earlier accusations.

“Aye, if you would be so kind, but tell her there is no hurry. I am certain we will find enough to satisfy our needs for the next few hours,” Glorfindel said saucily as he placed a possessive hand on the curve of Erestor’s buttock, licked his ear playfully and guided his lover towards his bedchamber.

“Alone at last!’ Glorfindel sighed happily as he followed Erestor into his chamber and locked the door behind him, ensuring they would not be disturbed. “You are quite a wicked elf, my love,” he said as he wasted no time in beginning to undress his lover.

“What makes you say that?” Erestor asked as he followed Glorfindel’s lead, stopping to tease the nipple that peeked out the wide open shirt front with his fingertips. Glorfindel hissed with pleasure and responded by applying gentle nips and licks to the curve of Erestor’s neck before sucking on it hard and long enough to leave a dark bruise well below the collar line.

“Does that answer your question?” he asked breathlessly, moving his attentions to the now fully bared and firmly muscled torso that was begging to be covered in tender kisses and caresses.

“Aye, you refer to my taking liberty with Elrond’s neck?” Erestor replied with a less than innocent smile. Glorfindel nodded.

“Shall we ‘discuss’ the matter further?” Glorfindel asked as he led Erestor to the bed and pulled him down on top of him.

“Of course,” Erestor replied as he changed position and moved to kneel beside Glorfindel’s legs and slowly rubbed his nose along one of the still clothed thighs until he reached the top of his leggings. He licked his way to the ties and then proceeded to undo them using only his teeth, his movements causing his nose and chin to occasionally brush against the straining bulge, the erratic touch causing his lover to writhe in exquisite torment. Once the laces were undone, Erestor reached up with both hands and slowly eased the garment down Glorfindel’s legs, all the while licking and sucking on the hardened shaft and the sacs below that were now fully exposed.

“Ai Erestor, I am almost undone already. Take me now!” Glorfindel demanded as he tangled his fingers in Erestor’s ebony locks and thrust into the delicious moist warmth of the mouth that opened to willingly receive him. Erestor allowed Glorfindel to continue to move in and out at his own pace, tongue dancing hungrily along the length as it moved towards the back of his throat and catching the sweet essence that leaked fro the slit each time the hardness re-entered its temporary home. Thrusting wildly, Glorfindel could finally no longer control his release and came with an ecstatic shout, screaming Erestor’s name as his lover eagerly swallowed every last drop of the hot seed that shot down his throat.

“Did I please you, my love?” Erestor asked, his eyes burning bright and dark with arousal that had yet to be sated and the hair that wad fallen free from its braids fell unkempt about his flushed face, giving him an wildly exotic beauty that was almost to much for Glorfindel to bear, but that he could not take his eyes from so mesmerised was he by this magnificent being whose song filled his heart and soul.

“Aye you more than pleased me. I have never felt so completely loved, nor has my body ever been so tenderly worshiped. I love you, my Erestor, let me show you how much,” Glorfindel begged as he pulled the achingly beautiful advisor into his arms and tenderly claimed the lips that were swollen and covered with Glorfindel’s own seed.

He rolled Erestor onto his back and quickly and expertly removed the leggings that hindered his plans and then settle between wantonly spread legs. Beginning with the tender lips and moving slowly downwards Glorfindel slowly and lovingly placed kisses of such exquisitely delicate touch over every inch of exposed skin until Erestor was writhing and whimpering incoherently with need.

Reaching up to take the sweet lips in another passion filled kiss, he plunged his tongue deep with the mouth that had pleasured him so deliciously, at the same time he grasped each nipple between finger and thumb and squeezed tightly.

Blue eyes smiled wickedly as he felt Erestor arch beneath him and buck his hips seeking friction for his so far ignored hardness with such force that they almost rolled off the bed. Taking pity on his lover, and feeling the tingling heat of arousal returning to engulf his own body, Glorfindel released the lips and in one swift and unexpected movement, swallowed Erestor’s weeping cock, removing his mouth after covering the steel hard shaft with a slick coat of saliva.

“Nay… do not…please…give me more….I beg of you…” Erestor pleaded as his body ached for his lover’s touch.

“Aye, I give you my heart my soul, my all,” Glorfindel panted as he rose up and without need for further preparation, impaled his body on the needy shaft. Erestor screamed as he felt the tightness engulf him, caressing his cock as Glorfindel moved up and down with deliberate slowness, sending waves of ecstasy through his lover even as he felt his own each time the head of Erestor’s cock brushed against his prostate.

“Faster…please… ” Erestor demanded as he began thrusting into the tight passage.

“As you wish,” Glorfindel replied, suiting his actions to his words increasing the pace until eyes burning with love and desire captured his and he felt Erestor tense beneath him before his body was wracked with the powerful shudders of an orgasm so intense that faint whispers of the ecstasy that Glorfindel felt through the bond they now shared carried him over the edge as well.

“Ai, Glorfindel!” Erestor screamed as he rode the waves of pleasure to completion. “I love you, I love you,” he whispered over and over again until finally exhaustion and the warmth of Glorfindel’s strong and loving arms claimed him.

Several hours later, the lovers awoke to a knock at the door, only to find their bodies still entangled and connected in the most pleasurable of ways. Glorfindel lifted himself slowly off Erestor’s already enlivened cock and donned a robe as he walked over to open the door, taking the meal tray from the maid rather than allowing her to invade their privacy. He set the food on the edge of his desk then retuned to Erestor’s open arms, snuggling close for a few sweet kisses.

“Shall we eat?” Glorfindel asked when a slight rumbling indicated at least one part of his body was not yet sated. Erestor smiled and nodded as he rose from the bed and held his hand out to his lover.
“Aye, for some reason I am also very hungry. Fishing takes far more energy than I would have believed, Glorfindel, my love,” he said with an adorably mischievous gleam in his eye.

“But, my beloved Erestor, it is such a pleasurable past time that we should certainly do it more often,” Glorfindel said, bright blue eyes filled with love meeting their dark, lusty counterpart as he poured them both a glass of Dorwinion.