Behind Closed Doors

Behind Closed Doors
By Noelwing
Paring: Glorfindel/Erestor
Summary: A look at the hidden life of Glorfindel and Erestor.
Rating: NC-17
Genre: PWP/AU
Status: Complete/stand alone
Disclaimer: Middle-earth and all characters and places therein belong to JRR. Tolkien and are only being borrowed for the pupose of this fic.
Author’s Notes: Just me experimenting-that’s all. Actually, this is a plot bunny that has been biting for some time and refused to go away.


Elrond collapsed into the chair behind his desk. It had been a long an arduous day for him and his staff. Sitting in chairs opposite to him were his chief advisor, Erestor, and his captain of the guard, Glorfindel. All three looked equally tired but all were glad for their day had not been fruitless. After hours of debate as to the fate of the one ring, a fellowship of heroes had been established that would see to the ring’s destruction.

“Do you think we have made the right choice in letting that little hobbit shoulder the burden of the one ring?” Elrond said staring up into space.

“My lord, we have always done all that we could as elves,” Glorfindel said. “We have already served our purpose. We have given Frodo the best chance we can. Now it is up to the fellowship to help him. Erestor, do you not agree with me?” Glorfindel tapped the advisor on the arm.

Erestor, who until then had been reclining lazily in his chair, sat up straight and said, “It does not matter who does what anymore because whatever the outcome, I will still have a mountain of paper work to attend to.”

Glorfindel sighed in defeat; so much for Erestor’s support. But Elrond smiled appreciatively. If he could count on anything to be constant it was Erestor’s way about his work.

“Well in that case my good advisor, I will let you go so that you may start a documentation on everything that occurred at the council today. I would like your report on my desk in five days.”

“I could do it in three,” Erestor said with humorous snobbery.

“Take the full five days. I am in no hurry to have to relive today’s events anytime soon.”

“Very well my lord, five days it is.”

Feeling thoroughly tired, Elrond dismissed his captain and advisor before he made his way to his own chambers to retire for the night.

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Glorfindel followed Erestor to his study, the advisor would want to interview him and write down his observations of the council to put into his report for Elrond no doubt. All though, Glorfindel hoped it would not take too long for he had a meeting with his troops this evening as well. Upon arrival, Erestor entered first and then Glorfindel. As soon as the door to the study clicked shut, Erestor launched himself into Glorfindel’s arms and locked their lips in a demanding kiss.

Glorfindel was caught completely off guard by Erestor and had no choice but to let his veracious lover push him into the wall. Erestor’s hands shot out and began groping Glorfindel all over while putting even more pressure into the kiss. Glorfindel surrendered and opened his mouth for Erestor’s tongue to plunder. His mouth was invaded by Erestor’s taste, his body was open to Erestor’s exploration and Glorfindel loved every second of it.

But just as quickly as it happened, the need for breath brought an end to their passionate kiss and the two of them took a moment to catch their breath.

“Oh, I could have you take me right here and now.” Erestor groaned; rubbing against Glorfindel. The golden haired elf threw his head back and held Erestor against his body. Already he could feel his lover’s needy erection, even through their cumbersome robes.

“Honestly, is this all you have had on your mind all day?” Glorfindel said, thrusting his hips against Erestor.

“No, not all day-“Erestor received another thrust. Oh, how his body ached for release. “Well, maybe most of the day.”

“Me taking you,” Glorfindel’s hands found their way behind Erestor and began to massage his firm buttocks. “Ah, I would take you here. I would place you upon your desk, tear off your clothes and pound my cock into you until you were senseless.” He nibbled on Erestor’s ear while he spoke.

Erestor’s body, by now, was burning with desire; Glorfindel had to take him. “Then do it, I want you to.” Erestor’s hand crept into Glorfindel’s robes to his crotch. There, his hand cupped Glorfindel’s throbbing erection and he gave an encouraging squeeze. “Besides, it is not like you have not taken me in my office before.”

Glorfindel moaned and held Erestor in tight embrace, oh how he wanted to find release in his lover’s body. Sadly, His time was not his own tonight. “My darling, I want to so much but I must meet with my troops within the hour.” Glorfindel was expecting disappointment to wash over Erestor but it didn’t happen. Instead, Erestor slid out of his arms and ever so gracefully dropped to the floor.

“But you do have some time, do you not?” Erestor pressed his face to the front of Glorfindel’s hips. Beneath the robes he could feel his lover’s needy erection and could even smell his arousal.

“Yes.” Glorfindel answered breathlessly.

“Good.” Erestor than pushed Glorfindel’s robes aside, exposing the font of his leggings. Without having to be told, Glorfindel reached down and pulled his robes up as to not let them get in his lover’s way. He then watched idly as Erestor’s hands worked to undo the lacings of his leggings.

As soon as the last lace was pulled, Glorfindel’s cock sprang free from the confines of his leggings. Drops of pre ejaculate already clung to the tip and Erestor took a second to admire Glorfindel’s member. It was magnificent and beautifully huge. Erestor leaned forward and pressed an admiring kiss on the tip before running his tongue over the head.

Glorfindel threw his head back, oh what pleasure Erestor gave him. He pushed his hips forward, gently and rubbed the tip of his cock against Erestor’s soft, silk like, lips. Erestor inhaled deeply the scent of his lover’s arousal; so intoxicating it was. He let Glorfindel’s cock poke at his lips; he lapped at it with his tongue and blew quick wisps of breath on it. Erestor knew that he was driving his lover insane.

Glorfindel, despite the haze in his mind looked down to see Erestor quietly worshipping his body. His ink black hair, pale skin and the feel of his rosy lips set his soul on fire. He needed to find release in that velvety mouth now. His hand went down and cupped the back of Erestor’s head and with no resistance; Erestor opened his mouth and let Glorfindel inside.

Erestor relaxed his throat and let Glorfindel’s cock find rest inside his mouth. His tongue laved all over the hard muscle and the musky smell invaded his nostrils. He began to move his head back and fourth letting his tongue slide back and fourth over the shaft. At opportune moments he moaned, an action that sent vibrations all over Glorfindel’s quivering member.

Glorfindel did not know how much longer he could stand it. Erestor’s mouth granted his cock such delights and he thrust deeper into that moist cavern. His thrust elicited another moan from Erestor which, in turn, brought him more pleasure. All the while, His hand still rested at the back of Erestor’s head. His fingers weaved in and out of the silky, black, strands.

His fingers were still nestled in Erestor’s hair when Glorfindel felt a hand upon his own; the sensations around his cock had ceased as well. In surprise, Glorfindel tried to ask what as wrong. But before he could even form the words, Erestor’s hand, which was resting upon his, gripped tighter and thrust his own head forward. The action thrust Glorfindel back into the realm of pleasure. He understood what Erestor was trying to tell him; he wanted him to thrust harder. So, he did.

Glorfindel tightened his grip on the back of Erestor’s head and thrust into his mouth with more force. Yet, Erestor continued to squeeze Glorfindel’s hand, so Glorfindel thrust even harder. Soon, Erestor was moaning with abandon, a sign to Glorfindel that he had reached the desired pace.

The two elves were in a frenzy of pleasure. Erestor sucked harder and harder on Glorfindel’s cock savoring every second. Glorfindel had reached his peak, it wouldn’t be long now. “Ah…Erestor…” Glorfindel wailed his climax and shot his seed into Erestor’s waiting and eager mouth.

The golden elf spent the next few minutes in a haze. His body felt uncomfortably hot yet he buzzed in the aftermath of what was a powerful orgasm. When he had regained enough of his senses, he looked down to see Erestor, lovingly, licking him clean of seed. Aware the Glorfindel was watching him, Erestor looked up and smiled. Glorfindel then dropped to his knees and into Erestor’s waiting arms.

The two elves floated to the floor to the floor. Glorfindel rested on top of Erestor, his upper torso on Erestor’s chest while his hips rested between Erestor’s splayed thighs. “No one else can make me feel the way you do,” Glorfindel said breathlessly. “No one else can do what you do to me, I am forever yours.”

“I love you too.” Erestor placed a kiss to Glorfindel’s brow. “Will you come to me later?”

“Glorfindel moved up and kissed Erestor’s rosy lips. “Yes, I won’t be but two hours at the meeting, I promise.”

“Good, that leaves me time to get ready.” Glorfindel smiled, he should know by know that Erestor would never cease to surprise him.

Another minute passed before Erestor spoke again. “Perhaps you should be on your way, you don’t want to be late-“

Erestor was cut off by a hungry kiss from Glorfindel. “Yes, but I still have my responsibilities to you.” Before Erestor could even enquire as to what his lover meant, nimble fingers slipped into his leggings and wrapped around his member. Slowly, those fingers massaged the needy flesh bring about a quick erection.

Erestor lay passive while his lover began to stroke him towards release. Glorfindel was always considerate this way; he never left Erestor until he was satisfied one way or the other. Erestor went from deep rhythmic to fast and short pants. This only encouraged Glorfindel’s strokes. At the same time, he whispered sweet nonsense into Erestor’s ear. It wasn’t long before Erestor wailed his climax and spilt his seed all over Glorfindel’s hand.

Erestor continued to ride the waves of his pleasure while Glorfindel licked his hand clean. “I always fulfill my responsibilities,” Glorfindel said getting up from the ground before extending his hand to Erestor. Erestor accepted and let his lover pull him up and into a good hug.

“Indeed you do.” Erestor kissed Glorfindel before he considerately reached beneath Glorfindel’s robes and placed his now softened member back into his leggings.

“I will see you later.” Glorfindel gave Erestor one last kiss.

“I’ll be waiting,” Erestor said as Glorfindel let go of him and left the room. /So now then; since I have a whole week to do that report for Elrond there is no hurry to get that started/ Erestor thought to himself. /Now I have two hours to dispose of until Glorfindel comes to me/ a bright smile crossed Erestor’s face as he thought about all the ways he could prepare for a wonderful night of love making.

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Glorfindel walked as casually down the halls as he would at any other time. On the outside, he was a picture of grace and composure but inside, his mind was a flurry. The promise of being with Erestor this night conjured all kinds of images and feelings of anticipation. /Just what do you have in store for me tonight my love/ Glorfindel thought? Erestor always had a way of surprising him, even to this very day.

From the first day they met, Glorfindel could tell that behind Erestor’s mask of formality and professionalism, lay a deep well of emotion. It wasn’t until one evening, when he and several members of his staff were enjoying a party, did he learn just how powerful Erestor was.

One of his comrades dared him to try and kiss Erestor. Being as deep into his bottle as he was that night, Glorfindel had no problems agreeing to the dare. So, his comrades watched with baited breath to see if Glorfindel, the famed Balrog slayer, could wheedle a kiss from Erestor, the ever reserved advisor.

Glorfindel had intended only a kiss; he ended up evoking Erestor’s lust. The advisor guided him to the shadows of the corridor outside the banquet hall and there, he made Glorfindel fulfill his every whim. No one had ever made him, the golden lord, beg before. But Glorfindel had to admit, he liked what Erestor made him do and no one else made him feel the way Erestor did.

Tonight, he would be able to revel in the feelings Erestor conjured up in him. He would beg for his release, do whatever Erestor commanded even, just as long as he could be with Erestor. But first, he had the meeting with his staff to attend to. /This is going to be a long two hours/ He thought before stepping into the room where the other captains were waiting.

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Erestor waited patiently in his favorite chair for Glorfindel to come to him. Though he looked calm his heart was a flutter. His skin tingled at the thought of making love to the blond captain. Trying to read the book in his lap was pointless, it had been half an hour since he finished his preparations and he had only completed two pages. “It’s a good thing I have a whole week to do that report for Elrond,” Erestor said tossing the book aside. “I’m incapable of accomplishing anything when Glorfindel is on my mind.”

As if a response to his thoughts, a knock, the knock he had been waiting for two hours to hear, finally rapped on his door. Erestor got up from his chair, smoothed his hands over his robe and bid Glorfindel to enter.

Upon entrance, Glorfindel was greeted by many beautiful things. The room was lit by many candles in ornate stands. In the wall, opposite the door where Glorfindel stood, was a large widow draped shut with silk and fine brocade curtains. On the floor where the draperies pooled, was small mattress covered in fine linens and rose petals. Erestor had indeed out done himself this time, everything looked perfect. But despite all the fine décor, nothing was more gorgeous than Erestor himself.

Glorfindel took a moment to admire the beauty standing before him. Erestor was robed in a fine garment of deep, burgundy velvet that pooled at his feet. The robe was trimmed with gold that sparkled in the twinkling light of the candles. His hair held no adornment and fell freely passed his shoulders. His face was tinged by a slight blush and his eyes fluttered gracefully. Already, Glorfindel could feel his cock twitch and his body grow hot with desire.

Erestor took silent amusement in Glorfindel’s reaction to his carefully laid preparations. He would’ve liked to make Glorfindel squirm a little longer but he couldn’t deny his own wants. “Well Lord Glorfindel,” Erestor said coyly. “Are going to stare all night or are you going to claim what’s your?”

Glorfindel needed no more prompting. He dashed across the room and wrapped Erestor into a bruising kiss. His nostrils were immediately filled with a spicy fragrance. Erestor was positively as fresh as a spring morning. “No fair,” Glorfindel said breaking out of the kiss. “You took a bath without me.”

“I’m sorry but it was all apart of my plans for tonight.”

“Yes, I was wondering, what do you have in store for me tonight my love?”

Erestor smiled slyly. “Well, first things first; I want you to take off all of your clothes and when you are done, join me on the bed.” Erestor gracefully slid out of Glorfindel’s arms and walked towards the bed of linens and flower petals. As he did, his hands undid the belt that held his robe closed. Every step he took made the robe open more until it slipped past his shoulders and fell to the floor. Naked, he completed the distance to the bed and with fluid grace, sank to his knees.

The sight of Erestor in his nude state made Glorfindel’s leggings feel uncomfortably tight. His intense desire for Erestor made him tremble and it was becoming quite a task to remove his clothes. As if to tease him, Erestor began to move his hands, in a sensual manner, all over his upper torso. He made soft moans as he sucked on his fingers, pinched his nipples and stroked his very erect cock.

Watching Glorfindel use every last shred of self control to keep his self from literally tearing his clothes off was very amusing to Erestor. What a slave to passion he was. But there was a great sense of pride to be had /I’m the only one who can do this to him and he is the only one who can make me this way/. Finally, Glorfindel rid himself of his last bit of clothing and wasted no time walking over to Erestor.

Erestor looked up at Glorfindel, he was truly glorious. His body was toned with firm musculature, his golden hair cascaded all around him and his erection stood proudly. Erestor couldn’t help himself; he loved so much the taste of his lover. Ever so gently, Erestor extended his and wrapped his fingers appreciatively around Glorfindel’s throbbing cock. He gave a few strokes before fully engulfing Glorfindel in his mouth.

Glorfindel groaned deeply as Erestor sucked on his erection. He watched as the raven head moved back and fourth along his shaft. But all too quickly, Erestor stopped his oral worship. Glorfindel gasped in disappointment and met Erestor’s brown eyes. They were full of mischievous intent. Even as Erestor gave his cock one more lick and placed a kiss on the tip, Glorfindel could tell that he was up to something.

“Kneel down” Erestor said; his fingers still encircled around his lover’s cock. Glorfindel did so; he knelt down so that he was eye level with Erestor and awaited further instructions.

Erestor returned his attentions back to Glorfindel’s cock. Collecting on the tip were several drops of pre ejaculate. Erestor teased the tip and collected the drops on his fingers. Glorfindel swallowed hard as Erestor rubbed those same fingers over his left nipple. Then he looked Glorfindel straight in the eye, “Suck it,” he said flatly.

Glorfindel didn’t have to be told twice. He took Erestor into his arms, lowered his head and sucked ravenously on the appointed nipple. Erestor plunged his hand into those golden locks and reveled in the feeling of his lover licking him clean. The two of them reclined onto the bed and Erestor wrapped his legs around Glorfindel’s hips. His lips were right next to his Glorfindel’s ear. “My love…”

“Yes,” He said before going back to his task of sucking on Erestor’s nipple.

“Look at me; I have further instruction for you.” Glorfindel did as he was asked and waited for Erestor to speak to him. “There is something I have been fantasizing about for a while now.”

“Yes,” Glorfindel said with keen interest. If Erestor wanted to bring one of his fantasies to life this would undoubtedly be interesting.

“I want to lie down with you kneeling over me. I want to watch as you pleasure yourself with your hands and I want you to come onto my body.”

Glorfindel didn’t have time to be taken aback; just as soon as Erestor had made his request he sank back down and stretched out on his back on the mattress. It would appear that once again, Erestor had succeeded in surprising him. Erestor looked up at Glorfindel expectantly; he was waiting for Glorfindel to do as he was asked.

Glorfindel’s feelings of surprise were being replaced by curiosity; how would this new venture of theirs turn out? What would it feel like to pleasure himself before Erestor’s eyes? A sly smile graced Glorfindel’s face /only one way to find out/ he thought.

Erestor breathed deeply as Glorfindel straddled his hips. Glorfindel, on his hands and knees, leaned down and pressed a kiss to Erestor’s forehead before raising himself up onto his knees. His cock stood firmly erect and ached for attention. Erestor ran his hands up along Glorfindel’s thighs and along his shaft. He gave an appreciative moan when he ran his thumb over the tip. “You can’t fool me, I know this excites you.”

“It is you that excites me,” Glorfindel said as he gave his cock the first, tentative stroke. Erestor moaned in satisfaction as Glorfindel began to stork himself in earnest. He had fancied this for so long; had wondered what it would be like to watch Glorfindel stroke himself to climax. So far, the experience was nothing like what he imagined; this was far more erotic then his mind had ever conceived.

Seeing Glorfindel in this state took Erestor’s breath away. The blond was practically glowing. His hips thrust back and fourth to better push into the artificial tunnel made by his hand. His mouth made the most wanton little noises and his breath grew faster and faster. All of it made Erestor’s skin tingle and his own cock ached for release. But he resisted the urge to touch himself; he didn’t want anything to interfere with watching Glorfindel.

Glorfindel, mean while, was reveling in the sensations that welled within his body. Masturbation was nothing new to him but doing it while being watched-this was certainly different. But he never thought it would feel so erotic and so…right. Yes, it felt perfectly alright to do this because, it was for Erestor. Glorfindel opened his eyes and looked down to Erestor. Erestor, who was watching with intent interest smiled adoringly up at him. An action that was quickly followed by Erestor licking his lips in the most enticing way as possible. Glorfindel could not last any longer, he came with a cry and his seed spurted all over Erestor’s chest.

At that same moment, Glorfindel could feel something warm splash his inner, left thigh; it was Erestor’s own seed. Erestor had come as well. Glorfindel threw his head back in the moment and rode out the last few waves of his orgasm. When he looked down again, Erestor was licking his fingers, he had collected the drops of seed and was licking his hands clean.

Glorfindel, exhausted by all the activity, fell into Erestor’s waiting arms. The blond stretched out while Erestor covered the both of them with a blanket. “That was absolutely wonderful,” Glorfindel said falling into sleep.

“Yes, it was more wonderful than I ever thought possible.” Erestor placed a kiss to Glorfindel’s forehead. “Go to sleep now, I have you.”

“Yes, you do.” Glorfindel was then envelope by sleep and the scent of his lover, who held him so close.

*********

Glorfindel did not know how long he had been asleep, but the sounds of someone chewing brought him back to the world of wakefulness. He opened his eyes to see Erestor nibbling on a strawberry. The raven haired elf was staring up at the ceiling and by the look of his eyes, was very deep in thought.

“What is on your mind,” Glorfindel asked sleepily.

Erestor gave him a glance of acknowledgement and then said, “Oh, I was just thinking about how to organize my report on the council for Elrond.” He took a tiny bite of strawberry before continuing. “So much happened really; I have not yet figured out what is most important just yet.”

“Well if I can offer some advice,” Glorfindel said as he reached over Erestor to pluck a strawberry from the bowl next to their make-shift bed. “I would certainly leave out the part where Aragorn’s eyes almost fell out of his head while he was checking out Legolas.”

Erestor laughed so hard he almost coughed up a bit of the strawberry he was nibbling on. “You saw that too then?”

“Erestor, everyone saw that, I’m sure those dwarves saw that; everyone but Elrond, I’m sure, saw that.”

“I suppose you are right. If Elrond caught Aragorn looking at any but Arwen the world would surely come to an end.”

“True but I think that even if Aragorn tried to seduce prince Legolas he would only be wasting his time.” Glorfindel moved and propped himself up on his left arm.

“Really, what makes you say that?” Erestor, too, adjusted his position and looked up at Glorfindel.

“Well, rumor has it that our beautiful prince of Mirkwood is supposed to be harder to get into than a den of orcs.”

Erestor was once again racked with laughter; he couldn’t believe Glorfindel’s way with words sometimes. “By that Valar, where did you ever hear that?” Erestor had to wipe the tears away from his eyes.

“Hear and there really but my main source would Elladan and Elrohir. I overheard them fuming in the hall one day a few years back. I guess they had both tried to seduce Legolas and were turned down flat.”

“Hmm, maybe Legolas just has a lot of pride and self respect and does not wish to bed with just anyone.”

“I suppose, that makes sense. I hate to say it but neither of the twins is too discriminating when it comes to choosing their bed partners.”

“You can say that again. Once those two past their majority they began to advance on anyone who crossed their path.”

“Including you?” Glorfindel quizzically asked.

“Well, yes, but when it comes to bed partners, I only want the best,” Erestor lifted his head and planted a kiss on Glorfindel’s lips. “I refused to settle for anything less.” Erestor was then enveloped by Glorfindel’s arms and held in a tight embrace.

“Although I do admit,” Erestor said pulling away. “That Gondorian looked like he would be a far better pursuit than everyone’s favorite prince.”

“You mean Boromir?” Glorfindel said, not the least bit offended; he knew what game Erestor was playing at. It was a game that Erestor was already on his way to winning; the thought of seeing Erestor being taken by another in the heat of lust was making Glorfindel grow hard.

“Yes, Boromir, he certainly looks to be the epitome of all things that men pride themselves on. You saw how exuded confidence and his body pulsed with physical strength.”

“I know, he is indeed vigorous; even our Aragorn was intimidated by him.” Glorfindel looked Erestor seriously in the eye. “Tell me my darling, does he instill some kind of erotic fantasy in you? What would you have him do with you?”

“Actually, I wonder what it is that ‘you’ would have him do with me.”

“So is that it, you would have me give the instructions and watch as my beloved is taken by another.”

“Or you could be the one being taken, or Boromir; there is so much we could do really.”

“Well yes, but to be honest, I would much rather be the one taking you. In fact, I want you right now!”

Glorfindel’s blatant statement made Erestor’s body hum with anticipation. Apparently, his little game of talk about being taken by another had succeeded in arousing his lover. He wanted so much to feel Glorfindel inside of him. Without a word, Erestor turned and got up on his hands and knees. He presented himself do enticingly to Glorfindel.

“Do you have the oil?” Glorfindel asked, running an appreciative hand over Erestor’s smooth and tight buttocks.

“Yes.” Erestor answered. He reached out and retrieved the small phial of oil from its place right next to the bowl of strawberries. He handed it to Glorfindel and awaited his lover to take him. “Hurry, I ache for you.”

“Patience my darling.” Glorfindel positioned himself behind Erestor. His cock was now painfully hard; being this close to the entrance of Erestor’s body was maddening. But he couldn’t take his lover just yet. He coated his fingers with a generous amount of oil. Carefully, ever so carefully, he inserted a finger into Erestor’s tight passage.

Erestor mewed as he felt a second finger being inserted into him and begin to stretch him. The sensations went straight to his cock and he moaned with pleasure. This felt divine, yes, but he knew that there was something far better to come.

“Take me now; I want you inside of me…” Glorfindel’s fingers brushed that spot somewhere deep inside him and he gasped. “Now…please.”

Glorfindel couldn’t stand it anymore; just listening to Erestor’s pleas made him want to plunge himself so fast and hard into Erestor that he would make the elf crazy with pleasure. He removed his fingers from Erestor and picked up the phial again. He poured more of the spicy oil onto his hand and quickly rubbed the liquid onto his rigid member. Then, ever so lovingly, he slid into Erestor’s body.

Once he was fully sheathed, he let out a loud moan and gripped Erestor’s hips. Oh how the velvety depths of Erestor’s body beckoned to him. He waited another second before pulling back and when he was sure that Erestor was ready, he thrust back into Erestor.

“Harder…” Erestor mewed. “I want to feel you pounding into me.” Glorfindel complied and it was not long before he was thrusting in and out of his lover’s body. Sweat began to trickle down his body and he thrust his hips faster and faster yet Erestor demanded that he thrust harder.

Never before had Erestor been this wanton, this demanding but, Glorfindel was thoroughly enjoying every moment. Erestor’s demands, the feel of his body contracting around his cock and even the sound of Erestor’s buttocks slapping against his hips made Glorfindel feel like he was drowning in a sea of ecstasy.

Throwing caution into the wind, Glorfindel took hold of Erestor’s hips and griped tightly. He then thrust like never before and was rewarded by an astonished, yet pleasured, gasp from his lover. “So this is how you want it.” A plea for more form his lover confirmed his statement and Glorfindel continued with his new pace.

Erestor could not hold back his cries, Glorfindel had never taken him like this before and he only wanted it to continue. The two of them spent the next few moments in complete bliss drowning in the sensations they granted to each other with their bodies. Soon, their bodied had taken all that was possible and the two of them climaxed in a wave so mighty that they were both left breathless.

Glorfindel was the first to recover. He sat back on his haunches and looked down at Erestor. Erestor rolled over onto his side, completely drenched with sweat. Glorfindel turned him over to better see his face. It was covered by several locks of inky black hair; heavily weighed down with sweat. Glorfindel reached out with nimble fingers and brushed those locks away. Underneath them was Erestor’s flushed but smiling face. Glorfindel smiled right back and the two of them lay down to spend the night in each others arms.

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Several hours later, when morning had broken. The two lovers found themselves in the bath being relaxed by the hot water. They had both slept very well but there bodies were still hadn’t recovered, fully, from their exertions the night before. The two of them sat quietly in the bathing pool. Glorfindel sat and a ledge submerged in the water while Erestor sat between his thighs. Erestor reclined his torso against Glorfindel’s chest and enjoyed the companionate silence.

“Do you think he would accept?” Glorfindel said, completely out of the blue.

“Of whom do you speak, and what is this person to accept?” Erestor asked,

“Boromir; do you think he would accept it if we asked him into our bed?”

Now it was Erestor’s turn to be surprised. Last night when he commented on Boromir’s prowess, it was merely to entice Glorfindel. “I really have no idea. I have never once propositioned a man before much less slept with one. Besides, how would we know if Boromir would be open to such an idea?”

“I understand what you are saying but let me tell you. Despite the conservative attitude of men they make quite vigorous lovers and enjoy sex very much. I severely doubt that Boromir would fit this profile and besides,” Glorfindel rested his head on Erestor’s shoulder. “How could anyone deny the opportunity to be with a beauty like you?”

“Is that so; well, lets try this-lets recover our own strength first and then we can figure out how to catch Boromir.”

“I think that sounds like a good strategy,” Glorfindel said as he began to sponge Erestor’s chest with a damp rag; placing kisses on his shoulders every now and then.

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“There he is and he’s by himself no less.” Erestor exclaimed to Glorfindel.

“Yes, and it’s about bloody time as well. I never thought tracking down one man could be so difficult.” Glorfindel spoke with mild restraint on his exasperation. They had decided after their lunch that day that they would find Boromir and make their offer. Whether the man accepted or not would be entirely up to him but Glorfindel and Erestor needed to find him first.

They thought it would be easy, the only other man in Rivendell was Aragorn and he was always easy to find yet with Boromir; their search was as tedious as looking for a needle in a haystack. They could not find the man in any of the places they thought he might be. Finally, just when they were about to give up, they found the man, by himself, on a patio. The man was seated at one of the tables that occupied the patio hunched over what looked to be journal of some kind.

“What do you think he is writing?” Erestor asked in a low whisper as to not startle the man.

“One way to find out, go and talk to him,” Glorfindel said, giving Erestor a nudge.

Erestor suddenly felt very nervous about what he was about to do. There was no telling as to how the man might react. “Maybe you should go ask him instead of me.”

“No, you are the one better suited for this.’ Glorfindel nudged even harder.

“Why may I ask?” Erestor was still resisting Glorfindel.

“Because, with your beauty and grace you can charm the scales from a dragon,” He gave a strong push this time. “Now go work your magic on Boromir.” Glorfindel shoved Erestor out on the patio before ducking back behind the pillar where they had both been hiding.

Erestor straightened his robes and wiped the look of disgruntlement off his face before he, calmly, approached Boromir.

Boromir had just finished the last sentence in his letter to his brother when he began to feel as though he were being watched. He looked up to see an elf and a familiar one too. He recognized this elf from the council the day before but he did not have a name to go with the elf. So he relied on formality. “Hello and who might you be?”

“I am Erestor, chief advisor to Elrond. I wonder, might I have a minute of your time?”

“Yes, please sit down.” Boromir indicated to the empty seat across to him and the elegant elf sat down.

“What is it that you have written there?” Erestor asked, pointing to the parchment in front of Boromir.

“Oh, this is a letter to my father and younger brother. I just wanted to get a message to them before I set off with the fellowship.” Boromir smiled warmly as he imagined his younger brother, Faramir, smiling with delight as he read the descriptions of Rivendell and her people. But Boromir quickly snapped out of it; certainly this elf would not be interested in hearing about his family.

“So how can I help you, is there something I can do for you master Erestor?”

“Actually, I think the question is how can ‘I’ help you?”

Glorfindel watched intently, making sure to stay out of sight. Unfortunately, he could only see what was going on. The distance form Erestor and Boromir, plus the noise form outside made it impossible for his elven hearing to really make out what was being said. But, he could still read the body language.

Erestor’s frame was relaxed while Boromir remained poised and formal. Glorfindel could tell that Erestor was already laying on the charm-he just placed his hand over Boromir’s-Erestor was making his move. He shifted his focus to Boromir who had upon his face the blankest look Glorfindel had ever seen.

“So, what do you think?” Erestor asked, trying to look as appealing as possible. “Does this offer interest you?” There, he had made the offer now it was up to Boromir to accept or decline. But Boromir did nothing, his face held no expression whatsoever. Erestor began to feel very uncomfortable under the fixed gaze of the man’s green eyes. It dawned on Erestor at once that he had done nothing but make an enormous fool out of himself. Erestor’s charms may have worked before but they certainly were not working this time.

With as much dignity as possible, Erestor stood up from the table and excused himself before making a hasty get away. Boromir, meanwhile, continued to stare blankly after the elf whom he was sure, was feeling very embarrassed right now.

But just as soon as Erestor was gone, Boromir had another visitor. “Hello Boromir,” Said Aragorn appearing out of no where.

“Oh, Hello,” Boromir said, still staring in the direction that Erestor had run off in.

“That was Erestor, wasn’t it?” Aragorn asked with obvious interest.

“Yes, it was.” Boromir turned his attention to Aragorn.

“What did he want to talk to ‘you’ about?”

Boromir dismissed Aragorn’s tone; for a man who denied his destiny as a king he certainly had a king’s snobbery.

“Oh, nothing really, he just asked me if I would like to join he and his lover, Glorfindel, in bed for one evening. That was all.”

“I see. Well, I’m not surprised; those two can be real adventurous sometimes.” With that, Aragorn strode away as casually as ever; His reaction to what Boromir had just told him was no different than if he had presented the ranger with a random document. And this was the man who would be leading the fellowship. Boromir spent the rest of the afternoon wondering what in the world he had just gotten himself into.

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That evening, Glorfindel and Erestor once again, were in each others company. They had just taken a bath and were now lounging on a sofa in Glorfindel’s quarters. Glorfindel was robed in one of his many, fine, sleeping robes but Erestor had decided to borrow one of his casual tunics.

The garment was a little big on him but Glorfindel couldn’t deny how gorgeous Erestor looked wearing one of his tunics. The red of the fabric was touched by green and gold embroidery that accented Erestor’s skin. Or, it could have been the fact that Erestor was wearing his tunic and nothing else.

So their venture with Boromir did not go as they had hoped; Erestor was not as embarrassed as he could have been. The fellowship was scheduled to leave in a few days and Erestor took comfort in knowing that after that time, he was very unlikely to ever cross paths with Boromir ever again.

Erestor was straddling Glorfindel’s lap, kissing him passionately when there was a sudden knock at the door. The two lovers froze in surprise. “Who is that?” Erestor asked.

“I don’t know. I’m not expecting anybody.” Glorfindel got up from the couch, straightened his robes and went to answer the door. Erestor laid low, he hoped it was no one important who wished to visit with Glorfindel. If so, Erestor would have to hide himself in Glorfindel’s bedroom until that person left. He was in no state to be seen, clad only in one of Glorfindel’s tunics.

Erestor suddenly heard the words “Of course, please come in.” He made ready to make a dash for the bedroom when the surprise guest suddenly made himself known.

“Boromir,” Erestor exclaimed, completely taken aback by this.

“Yes, Boromir has come and has something he would like to discuss with us,” Glorfindel said as he came up from behind Boromir. The way Glorfindel moved was rather suggestive and it made Erestor relax.

“Is that so, well Boromir sir, how can we help you?” Erestor stepped out form behind the sofa; no longer caring for his state of dress.

“Well, about today, I’m sorry if I made you feel embarrassed; you just caught me off my guard, that’s all.” Erestor smiled and Boromir continued. “I’ve thought about your offer and have decided that, well, I think I would like to accept after all.”

Erestor couldn’t believe this; the man was truly accepting the offer after all. Just to be sure, Erestor approached the man. He half expected the man to back away from his advance but was pleasantly surprised to see the man hold his ground.

“So, you wish to partake of what my lover and I have to offer you?” Erestor reached out and took a hold of one of Boromir’s hand. He put that hand up against his face and was happy when Boromir cupped his cheek.

“Yes, I would, provided that-“

“Don’t worry,” Erestor placed his delicate fingers over Boromir’s lips. “I promise that this night is ours and ours alone.”

“Yes,” Glorfindel concurred. “Whatever happens behind closed doors will stay there.”

Boromir nodded his agreement and let Erestor lead him by the hand to the bedroom with Glorfindel following closely behind.

THE END

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