The Giggle
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The Giggle
Title: The Giggle
Author: Erviniae
Pairing: Elrond/Celebrían
Rating: PG
Disclaimer: All belongs to the Tolkien states. I am just honored
to be able to play with the Elves.
Summary: Celebrían is in need of help.
A/N: Written for a friend's birthday.
Based loosely on something that kind of happened to her.
Elrond had a busy day of seemingly endless meetings. He rubbed his temples gently as he walked, mentally drained, towards the family quarters. He wanted nothing more than to relax in his favorite chair with a nice glass of wine in hand.
He soon heard infectious laughter wafting from the twin’s playroom. All of three years old, his sons were full of mischief and a source of delight. A smile blossomed upon his fair face as he stepped into the nursery.
His smile fled quickly; for there, in the middle of the floor, sat his precious wife in a heap of delicate blue fabric, her chest was heaving as if in laughter, though tears fell steadily down her beautiful face. His sons, however, were on their backs holding their stomachs while giggling madly.
Reaching his wife quickly, Elrond’s robe skimmed over his sons, tickling their faces in the process, only bringing out more of the adorable sound.
“What is wrong?” Elrond asked as he smoothed back Celebrían’s luxurious hair. The sadness he saw there overwhelmed him.
“Oh, Elrond, I tripped over one of their wooden horses and I fell hard on my left ankle.” She managed this between sobs. “It really hurts and your sons thought I was playing and began laughing at me!” She said this with such seriousness, that Elrond knew she was in dire need of some time of her own.
Reaching gingerly down, he felt her slender ankle for any tenderness or breaks. She hissed slightly at his gentle prodding, which had a very strange effect on him. He found his groin stirring to life and upon looking at his wife’s eyes, saw her absolute trust in him. That look was quite erotic to him at the moment.
“D-does it hurt when I do this?” He asked in a low, sultry voice.
“No, it is feeling better the more you rub it.” She answered truthfully.
“I see…” He sighed heavily while he kept soothing her hurt.
“My love, I shall be right back.” He then turned and swept both children up; one under each arm, which only made them laugh all the more. He took them promptly down the hall and after telling them to knock hard on the door before them, the three stood still as he waited for an answer.
The door opened quickly. “My Lord?” questioned Erestor.
“Would you entertain Elladan and Elrohir for a few hours?”
Erestor opened his mouth to speak, but Elrond beat him to it. “Good, well, I will come back for them in a few hours. Thank you, my friend.” He smiled as he deposited the children promptly into Erestor’s room and simply left.
Erestor stared after him in surprise, though a crash from behind him made him focus on the present in a hurry.
Elrond entered the nursery only to find Celebrían trying to stand. He swiftly went to her side and easily lifted her into his arms, literally sweeping her off her feet.
She smiled shyly and hid her face into his broad chest, inhaling his musky scent.
Laying her upon their bed, he began to undress while gesturing for her to do the same. “I need to give your ankle a thorough exam which requires you to remove your clothes.” He almost growled this at her.
She felt that sound immediately reach down her spine and cause her to blush to his utter delight. “But, my lord, does this examination require you to be naked as well?”
He crawled up the bed, slinking his way up her body. “This one does, my love.” This time she let out a very sensual giggle.
The End
Author: Erviniae
Pairing: Elrond/Celebrían
Rating: PG
Disclaimer: All belongs to the Tolkien states. I am just honored
to be able to play with the Elves.
Summary: Celebrían is in need of help.
A/N: Written for a friend's birthday.
Based loosely on something that kind of happened to her.
Elrond had a busy day of seemingly endless meetings. He rubbed his temples gently as he walked, mentally drained, towards the family quarters. He wanted nothing more than to relax in his favorite chair with a nice glass of wine in hand.
He soon heard infectious laughter wafting from the twin’s playroom. All of three years old, his sons were full of mischief and a source of delight. A smile blossomed upon his fair face as he stepped into the nursery.
His smile fled quickly; for there, in the middle of the floor, sat his precious wife in a heap of delicate blue fabric, her chest was heaving as if in laughter, though tears fell steadily down her beautiful face. His sons, however, were on their backs holding their stomachs while giggling madly.
Reaching his wife quickly, Elrond’s robe skimmed over his sons, tickling their faces in the process, only bringing out more of the adorable sound.
“What is wrong?” Elrond asked as he smoothed back Celebrían’s luxurious hair. The sadness he saw there overwhelmed him.
“Oh, Elrond, I tripped over one of their wooden horses and I fell hard on my left ankle.” She managed this between sobs. “It really hurts and your sons thought I was playing and began laughing at me!” She said this with such seriousness, that Elrond knew she was in dire need of some time of her own.
Reaching gingerly down, he felt her slender ankle for any tenderness or breaks. She hissed slightly at his gentle prodding, which had a very strange effect on him. He found his groin stirring to life and upon looking at his wife’s eyes, saw her absolute trust in him. That look was quite erotic to him at the moment.
“D-does it hurt when I do this?” He asked in a low, sultry voice.
“No, it is feeling better the more you rub it.” She answered truthfully.
“I see…” He sighed heavily while he kept soothing her hurt.
“My love, I shall be right back.” He then turned and swept both children up; one under each arm, which only made them laugh all the more. He took them promptly down the hall and after telling them to knock hard on the door before them, the three stood still as he waited for an answer.
The door opened quickly. “My Lord?” questioned Erestor.
“Would you entertain Elladan and Elrohir for a few hours?”
Erestor opened his mouth to speak, but Elrond beat him to it. “Good, well, I will come back for them in a few hours. Thank you, my friend.” He smiled as he deposited the children promptly into Erestor’s room and simply left.
Erestor stared after him in surprise, though a crash from behind him made him focus on the present in a hurry.
Elrond entered the nursery only to find Celebrían trying to stand. He swiftly went to her side and easily lifted her into his arms, literally sweeping her off her feet.
She smiled shyly and hid her face into his broad chest, inhaling his musky scent.
Laying her upon their bed, he began to undress while gesturing for her to do the same. “I need to give your ankle a thorough exam which requires you to remove your clothes.” He almost growled this at her.
She felt that sound immediately reach down her spine and cause her to blush to his utter delight. “But, my lord, does this examination require you to be naked as well?”
He crawled up the bed, slinking his way up her body. “This one does, my love.” This time she let out a very sensual giggle.
The End