Glorindel slowly approached Erestor, his mouth watering and his eyes
nearly bulging out of their sockets. The ribbons were about an inch and a
half thick. After circling his neck, they crossed over his chest and
covered his dusky nipples. Then they wound their way down his body and
swirled multiple times until they covered his generous endowments. Slowly
he licked his lips.
“Do I meet with your approval Hiren?” Erestor questioned softly, his
voice a husky whisper.
“Hm?” the seneschal murmured as he paused behind his prize. No, Erestor
was no prize; he was a gift from the Valar.
“Do you like what you see? Is this what you wanted?” Erestor demanded,
panting softly. He could feel the Balrog Slayer’s eyes on him like a
physical touch. The ribbon was becoming a bit snug and uncomfortable. Not
to mention it hid his arousal not one bit.
Stepping closer, Glorfindel pushed all that dark silky hair over one
shoulder. He placed his mouth lightly against Erestor’s skin as he spoke.
“I like,” he purred, licking softly at the nape of his neck, “Very
much.”
Erestor let out a low moan as shivers raced over his skin. His nipples
tightened sharply beneath the ribbons and he found himself leaning back
into Glorfindel. For too long, he’d desired this golden elf. When the
challenge had been issued, he felt it was his one chance. If Glorfindel’s
reaction was any indication, his wish, his dream was coming true.
“I want to unwrap you… with my teeth,” Glorfindel purred as he caught
the ribbon with the tip of his tongue and licking the skin beneath. His
arms slid around Erestor, following the ribbon, “I want to slowly reveal
all that is hidden from me and then… by the Valar, Erestor, I want to make
love to you. I want to make you scream with pleasure. Saes meleth let me.”
“Ai yes Glorfindel, saes.” Erestor moaned, turning quickly in
Glorfindel’s arms. He claimed the seneschal’s mouth in a deep kiss,
pushing his tongue passed full lips to caress and dance with its mate. He
wrapped his arms around Glorfindel’s neck and pressed his lower body
forward.
Wasting no time, the Balrog Slayer swept Erestor up into his arms and
carried him through the doors to his bed chambers. Laying him out on the
bed, Glorfindel feasted his eyes on the dark elf before him. He found the
knot to the ribbon and leaned down to grasp it with his teeth. Leisurely
he tugged, pulling it free. He smiled as Erestor arched, feeling the
ribbon slide over his skin. Slowly the councilor’s dusky nipples were
revealed to his hungry gaze. Tossing the ribbon aside, he licked first one
then the other, flicking the tips with his tongue until Erestor was
whimpering and arching with each touch.
“Saes Glorfindel,” Erestor panted, “I cannot wait…”
“Patience meleth,” Glorfindel purred before sucking hard on one taut
peak, making Erestor cry out in pleasure.
“Nay!” Erestor growled slipping Glrofindel over and pulling the dagger
he knew the golden elf kept in his boot. He slid the blade beneath the
silver ribbons and sliced outward, severing them. He watched Glorfindel’s
eyes darken as they fell away, revealing everything to his sapphire gaze,
“I do not wish to have patience. I have waited too long for this.”
“Agreed,” Glorfindel answered. Between the two of them, they got his
clothing off in record time. He pulled Erestor astride him once more,
hissing as his aching arousal slid between the councilor’s firm buttocks.
Low moans filled the air at the first skin to skin contact.
“Yes Glorfindel,” Erestor moaned as the golden elf lifted him into
position, “Claim me and make me yours.”
Gently he lowered Erestor onto his aching shaft, hissing in pleasure at
the heat and tightness that surrounded him. He heard the small whimper
Erestor gave before the Noldo pushed down hard, takhing himself the rest
of the way with apparent ease.
“I have no patience for slow,” Erestor growled, claiming Glorfindel’s
mouth once more, “None.”
Sapphire eyes went wide with astonishment. His way was already prepared
for him. He looked up at Erestor and raised one golden eyebrow in
question.
“You prepared yourself,” He commented as he slowly withdrew only to
plunge deep once more, making Erestor gasp for breath.
“Yes,” came the moaned reply.
“How positively sinful,” Glorfindel purred with a smile.
“Glorfindel,” Erestor growled as his long fingers dug into the Balrog
Slayer’s chest, “Move faster.”
“With pleasure,”
The room was silent save for the loud moans of its occupants and the
sound of skin connecting with skin. Muttered words consisted of ‘faster,
by the Valar, faster' as the seneschal pounded into his heart’s desire.
Strong fingers, equally skilled in handling both ‘swords’ wrapped around
Erestor’s shaft, timing the strokes with the movement of the councilor’s
eager hips.
Soon, almost too soon, the dark beauty above him arched, his cry
echoing through the halls as his seed spilled over taut golden skin. The
clenching of his body pulled a roar from his lover as he came.
Glorfindel’s fingers dug hard into Erestor’s hips, his own thrusting
forcefully upwards to press tight into his lover.
Panting and spent, Erestor collapsed against Glrofindel’s chest. He had
absolutely no energy left but he couldn’t care less. He had no desire to
move from his current position. Glancing up, he saw his love drifting off
to sleep, still buried within his body.
“Before you sleep meleth,” Erestor said, staring into sapphire eyes
with a wicked satisfied grin, “Just one thing you should know.”
“Hmmm?” came the sleepy reply.
“I let you win."
"And I love you for it." Glorfindel murmured, holding him tight as he
fell asleep, his heart's desire wrapped in his strong embrace.
