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Affair Of The Heart
Title: Affair Of The Heart
Author: Erynlinia
Part: 1/1
Pairing: Erestor/Rúmil
Rating: NC-17
Disclaimer: All recognizable characters, places, belong to Tolkien.
Warning: PWP! M/M consenting sex
Beta: None, all mistakes are mine!
Authors Note: Written for Imladris_Slash songfic challenge. I picked “Affair of the Heart” by Rick Springfield. Yeah, there was one verse in there that has ALWAYS gotten to me! *grins* You figure it out. *evil grin*
“Affair Of The Heart” by Rick Springfield
Heart in my mouth, pulse in my head
Mercury rising into the read,
The smell of your skin can light up all the fires in me.
Hungry to touch, I’m eager to please
Out of control and I hand you the keys
Every night I am burning to make love to you.
But don’t try to tell me you think it’s all physical it goes much deeper than that
You ought to know it’s an affair of the heart
[chorus]
It’s an affair of the heart, It’s an affair of the heart
Have a little blind faith believe It’s an affair of the heart
When we make love it’s a passionate thing
You shudder and shake, sink your teeth in my skin
I almost believe you were made to be played by my hands.
And you got the power, it amazes me still
How you play my emotions with consummate skill
I don’t have to look any further than into your eyes.
So don’t try to tell me you think it’s just physical, it goes much deeper than that
You better know it’s an affair of the heart
[chorus]
**Imladris, The Hall Of Fire**
He watched Rúmil all evening, jealous at those he danced with but secretly pleased that those beautiful eyes kept looking in his direction. Downing the last of his wine, Erestor stalked his way to the young Galadhel.
Rúmil could barely contain his excitement as Erestor leaned closer, his hot, moist breath caressing his ear.
“We have danced around each other long enough! I would show you another ‘dance’ if you wish it.”
The tremble and answering smile from Rúmil went straight to the advisor’s groin. The young warrior could not believe his fortune! He had seen the darkling watch him since his arrival and had dared not hope the attraction was mutual! But by the Valar it was!!
“Lead on, Master…Erestor,” Rúmil stated in a low, husky voice.
Erestor’s body quivered in reply as he and the Galadhel left the Hall.
Lust and desire rolled off the two elves in waves and by the time they reached Erestor’s rooms they were both hard and quivering with need.
Rúmil barely stepped within the confines of the room when the door shut behind him and he found himself shoved against a wall. Erestor pressed his body against the archer’s as his lips claimed Rúmil’s. He groaned as Rúmil’s tongue lashed out into his mouth to tangle and duel with his.
They tore at each other’s clothes, not wanting anything between them as their hearts hammered away uncontrollably.
With a cry of triumph, Rúmil dropped Erestor’s robe to the floor and nibbled his way from the darkling’s chin, down his neck, and to his chest. Erestor gasped at the sensation of wet lips trailing across his skin. What was it about this Galadhel that fired his blood? Every sound Rúmil made, every gesture, movement wrenched a reaction from the advisor.
While Rúmil feasted on his chest and teased his nipples, Erestor practically ripped off the archers’ offending tunic and stepped out of his own leggings. He sighed in relief as his weeping erection bobbed free only to be grasped tightly by Rúmil. Erestor moaned as his head dropped back, enjoying the firm strokes on his hard length.
Rúmil smiled through his lust-hazed mind. The sounds Erestor made was music to his ears but he craved more. Suddenly, Erestor grabbed his wrist to stop his movements. Seeing the fire in those chocolate eyes, Rúmil released the slick cock and felt his own arousal leak copiously.
With no prelude, no warning, Erestor dropped to his knees. He yanked off Rúmil’s leggings and shoes then hungrily swallowed the Galadhel’s erection.
Rúmil screamed at the suddenness of it, the extreme sensations that tormented him. He could not think, he could not breathe; his entire existence was *this* moment and nothing else! Erestor suckled, laved, and swallowed the throbbing length as he stroked the heavy, drawn sacs below it. His fingers delved further, seeking the hidden entrance to Rúmil’s body.
Abruptly, he stopped his ministrations on the flesh in his mouth. Rúmil continued to thrust his hips before realizing Erestor was watching him. He felt a finger easily slide into his body as the darkling arched a brow.
“I had hoped…and prayed the attraction was mutual,” Rúmil began, moaning as the finger was joined by a second. “I was going to make m-my interest known –“
Rúmil’s words ended in a choked cry as he was breeched with three fingers. He arched away from the wall, trying to force those wicked fingers against his sweet spot.
“You prepared yourself,” Erestor answered, his cock dripping and twitching with every sound Rúmil made. “For me.”
“Only-only for you,” gasped Rúmil, seeing the wonder in Erestor’s gaze. “Now, please…please I need you!”
With a growl, Erestor removed his fingers from the slick, clenching passage and stood. He raised Rúmil’s left leg, aligned his throbbing erection, and sheathed himself in one steady, powerful thrust.
Twin groans of painful pleasure resounded through the room. Erestor buried his face in Rúmil’s neck for a moment to regain his self-control while the otherworldly tightness strangling his cock eased.
Rúmil shifted to wrap his legs around Erestor’s waist. He quivered and sighed as Erestor pushed him harder into the wall, Rúmil’s own weeping arousal trapped between them. When Erestor eased his length out then thrust back in, the Galadhel wanted to shout with joy. The strength that the advisor possessed thrilled him beyond measure. Erestor held him tightly by the hips as his movements gained momentum, his hips pistoning into Rúmil’s. Every third thrust would brush against his prostate, driving him mad with pleasure; white lights exploding behind his eyes. But it was not enough. Soon, Rúmil began squirming against Erestor, trying to force the hard length in his body to touch him more and faster.
Erestor halted but a moment. He wrapped his arms tightly around Rúmil’s waist and walked them three feet to his desk. He set Rúmil gently on the edge and regained his footing for better balance and leverage. He smiled at the blissful look in those blue eyes then began to pound into that delicious body in earnest.
Rúmil keened in indescribable ecstasy. Every movement of Erestor’s cock hit his sweet spot and he knew he would not last long. Erestor gasped as he felt Rúmil’s body begin to tighten around him and he drove himself even deeper if possible.
Feeling the roar in his ears build and his erection swell suddenly, Rúmil pressed tighter to Erestor as his orgasm hit.
Erestor screamed as Rúmil shuddered and shook with the intensity of his orgasm; hot jets of seed erupting between their bodies. When he felt the Galadhel’s teeth sink into his neck to mark him, he plunged into the body beneath him viciously. His cock twitched as he found release deep inside the convulsing passage.
As their bodies were ravaged by their releases, Erestor held Rúmil tightly to him, his dark gaze locked with blue as they felt their hearts skip a beat, pause, then resume in tandem.
It was a very long time before their ragged gasps for air calmed to some semblance of order. They continued to stare at each other in wonder, knowing that this was indeed more than physical.
END
Author: Erynlinia
Part: 1/1
Pairing: Erestor/Rúmil
Rating: NC-17
Disclaimer: All recognizable characters, places, belong to Tolkien.
Warning: PWP! M/M consenting sex
Beta: None, all mistakes are mine!
Authors Note: Written for Imladris_Slash songfic challenge. I picked “Affair of the Heart” by Rick Springfield. Yeah, there was one verse in there that has ALWAYS gotten to me! *grins* You figure it out. *evil grin*
“Affair Of The Heart” by Rick Springfield
Heart in my mouth, pulse in my head
Mercury rising into the read,
The smell of your skin can light up all the fires in me.
Hungry to touch, I’m eager to please
Out of control and I hand you the keys
Every night I am burning to make love to you.
But don’t try to tell me you think it’s all physical it goes much deeper than that
You ought to know it’s an affair of the heart
[chorus]
It’s an affair of the heart, It’s an affair of the heart
Have a little blind faith believe It’s an affair of the heart
When we make love it’s a passionate thing
You shudder and shake, sink your teeth in my skin
I almost believe you were made to be played by my hands.
And you got the power, it amazes me still
How you play my emotions with consummate skill
I don’t have to look any further than into your eyes.
So don’t try to tell me you think it’s just physical, it goes much deeper than that
You better know it’s an affair of the heart
[chorus]
**Imladris, The Hall Of Fire**
He watched Rúmil all evening, jealous at those he danced with but secretly pleased that those beautiful eyes kept looking in his direction. Downing the last of his wine, Erestor stalked his way to the young Galadhel.
Rúmil could barely contain his excitement as Erestor leaned closer, his hot, moist breath caressing his ear.
“We have danced around each other long enough! I would show you another ‘dance’ if you wish it.”
The tremble and answering smile from Rúmil went straight to the advisor’s groin. The young warrior could not believe his fortune! He had seen the darkling watch him since his arrival and had dared not hope the attraction was mutual! But by the Valar it was!!
“Lead on, Master…Erestor,” Rúmil stated in a low, husky voice.
Erestor’s body quivered in reply as he and the Galadhel left the Hall.
Lust and desire rolled off the two elves in waves and by the time they reached Erestor’s rooms they were both hard and quivering with need.
Rúmil barely stepped within the confines of the room when the door shut behind him and he found himself shoved against a wall. Erestor pressed his body against the archer’s as his lips claimed Rúmil’s. He groaned as Rúmil’s tongue lashed out into his mouth to tangle and duel with his.
They tore at each other’s clothes, not wanting anything between them as their hearts hammered away uncontrollably.
With a cry of triumph, Rúmil dropped Erestor’s robe to the floor and nibbled his way from the darkling’s chin, down his neck, and to his chest. Erestor gasped at the sensation of wet lips trailing across his skin. What was it about this Galadhel that fired his blood? Every sound Rúmil made, every gesture, movement wrenched a reaction from the advisor.
While Rúmil feasted on his chest and teased his nipples, Erestor practically ripped off the archers’ offending tunic and stepped out of his own leggings. He sighed in relief as his weeping erection bobbed free only to be grasped tightly by Rúmil. Erestor moaned as his head dropped back, enjoying the firm strokes on his hard length.
Rúmil smiled through his lust-hazed mind. The sounds Erestor made was music to his ears but he craved more. Suddenly, Erestor grabbed his wrist to stop his movements. Seeing the fire in those chocolate eyes, Rúmil released the slick cock and felt his own arousal leak copiously.
With no prelude, no warning, Erestor dropped to his knees. He yanked off Rúmil’s leggings and shoes then hungrily swallowed the Galadhel’s erection.
Rúmil screamed at the suddenness of it, the extreme sensations that tormented him. He could not think, he could not breathe; his entire existence was *this* moment and nothing else! Erestor suckled, laved, and swallowed the throbbing length as he stroked the heavy, drawn sacs below it. His fingers delved further, seeking the hidden entrance to Rúmil’s body.
Abruptly, he stopped his ministrations on the flesh in his mouth. Rúmil continued to thrust his hips before realizing Erestor was watching him. He felt a finger easily slide into his body as the darkling arched a brow.
“I had hoped…and prayed the attraction was mutual,” Rúmil began, moaning as the finger was joined by a second. “I was going to make m-my interest known –“
Rúmil’s words ended in a choked cry as he was breeched with three fingers. He arched away from the wall, trying to force those wicked fingers against his sweet spot.
“You prepared yourself,” Erestor answered, his cock dripping and twitching with every sound Rúmil made. “For me.”
“Only-only for you,” gasped Rúmil, seeing the wonder in Erestor’s gaze. “Now, please…please I need you!”
With a growl, Erestor removed his fingers from the slick, clenching passage and stood. He raised Rúmil’s left leg, aligned his throbbing erection, and sheathed himself in one steady, powerful thrust.
Twin groans of painful pleasure resounded through the room. Erestor buried his face in Rúmil’s neck for a moment to regain his self-control while the otherworldly tightness strangling his cock eased.
Rúmil shifted to wrap his legs around Erestor’s waist. He quivered and sighed as Erestor pushed him harder into the wall, Rúmil’s own weeping arousal trapped between them. When Erestor eased his length out then thrust back in, the Galadhel wanted to shout with joy. The strength that the advisor possessed thrilled him beyond measure. Erestor held him tightly by the hips as his movements gained momentum, his hips pistoning into Rúmil’s. Every third thrust would brush against his prostate, driving him mad with pleasure; white lights exploding behind his eyes. But it was not enough. Soon, Rúmil began squirming against Erestor, trying to force the hard length in his body to touch him more and faster.
Erestor halted but a moment. He wrapped his arms tightly around Rúmil’s waist and walked them three feet to his desk. He set Rúmil gently on the edge and regained his footing for better balance and leverage. He smiled at the blissful look in those blue eyes then began to pound into that delicious body in earnest.
Rúmil keened in indescribable ecstasy. Every movement of Erestor’s cock hit his sweet spot and he knew he would not last long. Erestor gasped as he felt Rúmil’s body begin to tighten around him and he drove himself even deeper if possible.
Feeling the roar in his ears build and his erection swell suddenly, Rúmil pressed tighter to Erestor as his orgasm hit.
Erestor screamed as Rúmil shuddered and shook with the intensity of his orgasm; hot jets of seed erupting between their bodies. When he felt the Galadhel’s teeth sink into his neck to mark him, he plunged into the body beneath him viciously. His cock twitched as he found release deep inside the convulsing passage.
As their bodies were ravaged by their releases, Erestor held Rúmil tightly to him, his dark gaze locked with blue as they felt their hearts skip a beat, pause, then resume in tandem.
It was a very long time before their ragged gasps for air calmed to some semblance of order. They continued to stare at each other in wonder, knowing that this was indeed more than physical.
END