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Seduction	By : Krit Category: -Multi-Age > Slash - Male/Male Views: 1510 -:- Recommendations : 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.

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Title: Seduction – for Laur!

Author: Krit

Website: www.mypaddedcell.net

Email: kritblack1@yahoo.ca
Pairing: Erestor/Lindir.

Rating: NC-17 would be my guess
Warnings: Slash, PWP, AU, NC-17, M/M

Disclaimer: Well, obviously they belong to Tolkien/ Tolkiens Estate as I am not original enough for my own characters (else I would be writing/publishing novels by now) so I use those belonging to other people. Don’t own, don’t profit and don’t have permission to play with – but I’m a rebel and can’t control myself.

Notes: All mistakes are mine and mine alone; I cling to them devotedly because for some reason I get a kick out of re-reading my work and laughing at my own stupidity *shrugs*.

Summary: Um… Lindir seduces Erestor – this is for Laur. Happy belated birthday hon! *hugs*

Well, I was going through all my files, cleaning them up, and discovered I had another fic lurking about, which I had written awhile back and forgotten about… so I thought I might as well post it.
Seduction

It was ridiculous. Plain, out and out, ridiculous. Two years he had been waiting, two years since his majority had come and gone leaving an adult elf in its wake, and in two years the holder of his heart had never, not once, looked at him as anything other than a child.

Subtle hints, heated looks, “accidental” touches that were of a less than innocent nature had gotten no acknowledgement other than an occasional quizzical look.

Mildly put Lindir was more than a little miffed at Erestors less than enthusiastic reaction, or rather lack of reaction all together as the case certainly was. He would have understood the lack of reaction if the elf in question had been less than intelligent, but Erestor was one of the smartest elves he knew so was it so unreasonable to expect him to pick up on the subtle hints and respond? Any response would have been welcome, just so it alleviated his wondering; acceptance, disinterest, rejection, anything was better than nothing.

He had finally reached the limit and had made the decision to confront Erestor this very evening, openly proposition him and see what would come of it. Now if he could only convince his knees to stop shaking long enough so he could stand and leave his room his chances of actually fulfilling his silent declaration would be greatly improved.

Taking several deep breaths Lindir stood from where he had been sitting on the bed, squared his shoulder and, stubbornly refusing to even identify the odd feeling currently causing his stomach to roll as nausea, made his way to Erestors chambers.

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Erestor raised his head from studying the library’s most recent acquisition; a book gifted from Cirdan of the Grey Havens, at the soft, timid knock on his door. A glance out the window confirmed the hour to be rather late for visiting, but not wanting to be remiss should the issue be urgent he gently set the book aside and, rising from bed, flung a light dressing robe over his nude form and went to answer the door. Drawing the soft fabric loosely around his middle he knotted it swiftly before swing the door open.

The sight of a ghostly white Lindir, eyes wide and trembling outside his rooms was one he had not been expecting.

“Lindir?”

“I… uh…”

Lindir’s stuttering and lip biting being less than informative Erestor ushered the slender form into his rooms and shut the door, pondering what could have possibly prompted such a reaction from the gentle hearted elf now seated upon his bed, pulling distractedly at his tunic hem.
Seating himself beside his visitor Erestor bent one leg at the knee and curled it beneath him so he could sit sideways and face the elf quaking beside him. Smiling encouragingly he waited for Lindir to speak.
Turning to face his hearts desire Lindir blurted out the only thing that he could. “I want you.” Utter silence met his revelation and he instantly regretted the tactless way he had said it, but with that flimsy robe and half naked chest available for his perusal nothing else had come to mind.
Lindir patiently waited for the shock to release his friend from its hold, happy that he had done what he had promised himself he would. Granted it was in a less then eloquent way but there was no turning back the wheel of time to change it now.
“I… see.” After several tense moments in silence Lindir started at Erestors hesitantly spoke words, and judging from his current expression he seemed to be slowly piecing together all the incidents of the past two years and taking them for what they were; advances.
“Hmmm…” Lindir stopped fidgeting with his tunic at the soft murmur from Erestor, and raised his head to look at his long desired love. Taking the contemplative gleam in Erestors as a positive sign he shifted closer and slowly reached out to fidget with the knotted belt of Erestors robe.
“Now the only question is… do you want me?”
Erestors dark eyes followed the path of Lindirs hand, his body remaining absolutely motionless. At the gentle tug he looked up to meet the darkening green of Lindirs eyes and licked his lips eagerly as the younger elf leaned towards him and sweetly claimed his lips in a gentle kiss, quickly deepening it and sparking Erestors desire.
Lindir promptly disposed of the flimsy fabric barring the smoothness of Erestors skin to his gaze before greedily devoured the soft mouth beneath his. Moaning as a set of hands not his own pulled steadily at his clothing Lindir ventured to run his own fingers fervently over the warm body before him, reveling in the smooth unblemished beauty.
Lindir broke the kiss with a gasp and dropped his head onto Erestors shoulder, biting gently as a strong hand curled around his hardness and squeezed lightly. Panting breaths, once blocked by his mouth, now brushed against his ear, causing him to shiver and jerk reflexively from the pleasure.
“Please…”
The plea seemed to pull Erestor from his submissive role and he rolled over until Lindir was beneath him, somehow managing to pull the younger elf’s leggings from his body in the process.
Lindir could barely believe this was happening even as he was repeatedly brought to the brink of climax by skilled hands and mouth, until finally, after what seemed an eternity of pleasure he was slowly entered.
Several moments passed as Erestor allowed Lindir to adjust to his invasion; the silence broken only by ragged breathing and gentle kisses.
Pulling back slightly Erestor pushed back in slowly, feeling the smaller figure beneath him arch into the motion, keening with pleasure. Erestor increased his speed, marveling at the subsequent increase in volume from his lover the faster his thrusts became.
Lindir teetered on the edge before pitching over it in a rush of sound and light, registering the warm flood of seed deep within his body as his love followed him into bliss.
They lay motionless in the dimly lit room, the flame from a single candle reflecting in Erestors eyes as he gazed wordlessly at the elf in his arms.
“So all those times in the library, the hall, the garden… were about this?”
A bashful nod combined with a softly murmured “Mmmhmmm…” seemed to sum it up nicely and Erestor smiled lazily, pulling Lindir along with him to snuggle against the pillows and get beneath the covers. Placing a soft kiss to Lindirs lips he pulled the sleepy minstrel more securely against him and allowed his mind to drift into dreams.
The End!
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