House and Home Series
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Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
20
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4,197
Reviews:
12
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Currently Reading:
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Category:
-Multi-Age › General
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
20
Views:
4,197
Reviews:
12
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
Disclaimer:
I do not own the Lord of the Rings (and associated) book series, nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.
Boots
Title: House and Home: Boots
Fandom: Lord of the Rings
Author: Lynsey
Websites: Read updates and much more first at my livejournal: http://lynsey-schadegg.livejournal.com/ . Read my stories in an easy format at this archive: http://swoon.dreamelf.com/viewuser.php?uid=42 . Read all of my Erestor/Glorfindel only stories here: http://ressandfin.queencheetah.com/viewuser.php?uid=23 . **To join my mailing list go to: http://groups.yahoo.com/group/Fiction_by_Lynsey/ and join the group
Beta: None
Chapter: 1/1 Drabble
Pairings: Glorfindel/Erestor
Rating: G
Warnings: None
Disclaimer: I own nothing. Do not sue, all I got are college loans, and this isn’t helping to pay them off.
Summary: A husband always knows….
Erestor opened the door to his cottage and closed it ever so softly. Even to his elvish hearing the noise was impossible to hear. Just as quietly he sat on the old, overstuffed couch and he lay back with an inaudible sigh. Gods, he was tired. Erestor could hear the sounds of his husband in the kitchen cooking supper, hopefully making enough of his own noise that he couldn’t hear his husband’s entrance to the house. He lifted up his feet and sprawled on the couch in a relaxed, comfortable position.
“ERESTOR, GET YOUR BOOTS OFF THE COUCH!”
Erestor groaned as he let his feet fall back to the floor with a thump. How did Glorfindel *always* know?
Fandom: Lord of the Rings
Author: Lynsey
Websites: Read updates and much more first at my livejournal: http://lynsey-schadegg.livejournal.com/ . Read my stories in an easy format at this archive: http://swoon.dreamelf.com/viewuser.php?uid=42 . Read all of my Erestor/Glorfindel only stories here: http://ressandfin.queencheetah.com/viewuser.php?uid=23 . **To join my mailing list go to: http://groups.yahoo.com/group/Fiction_by_Lynsey/ and join the group
Beta: None
Chapter: 1/1 Drabble
Pairings: Glorfindel/Erestor
Rating: G
Warnings: None
Disclaimer: I own nothing. Do not sue, all I got are college loans, and this isn’t helping to pay them off.
Summary: A husband always knows….
Erestor opened the door to his cottage and closed it ever so softly. Even to his elvish hearing the noise was impossible to hear. Just as quietly he sat on the old, overstuffed couch and he lay back with an inaudible sigh. Gods, he was tired. Erestor could hear the sounds of his husband in the kitchen cooking supper, hopefully making enough of his own noise that he couldn’t hear his husband’s entrance to the house. He lifted up his feet and sprawled on the couch in a relaxed, comfortable position.
“ERESTOR, GET YOUR BOOTS OFF THE COUCH!”
Erestor groaned as he let his feet fall back to the floor with a thump. How did Glorfindel *always* know?