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Say What You Mean	By : fishyz Category: Lord of the Rings Movies > AU - Alternate Universe Views: 4805 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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- 1-Say What You Mean
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Fic: Say What You Mean.
Author: Fishyz9 (fishyz9@yahoo.com)
Rating: NC17
Pairing: Glorfindel/Erestor.
Warning: No beta. AU. Very NC17
Summary: Erestor and Glorfindel form a relationship based on sex, can it develop into something more?
Say What You Mean.

How the hell did this all start? How did I ever end up making myself so vulnerable to another person? If I had been more careful, more inconspicuous when he was in the room, if I had not looked in his direction at all, would any of this have happened?

Up until recently, most evenings Erestor could usually be found in his rooms, as he was now, writing in his journal. This routine had been altered somewhat, by a person who he was growing alarmingly attached to.

I hate that he is so relaxed, so at ease with all this when I am the one analyzing our every conversation. Like a youngling with its first crush. Is he so unaffected by it all? Are these feelings one sided? Or is he merely more collected then I when it comes to matters of the heart.

Is it a matter of the heart for him?

Erestor sighed and pushed his journal away, looking out instead over his balcony, and the grounds of his home. Glorfindel was away for the night, making merry with his men, something Erestor could not begrudge him even if he�d want to. He knew how hard they pushed themselves, the dangers they faced so that others may live peacefully. And he�d found it oddly sweet that Glorfindel had � in a roundabout way - asked if he�d mind much if they broke plans that evening.

Erestor stood, kicked off his slippers and made his way to his small living area. His journal tucked under his arm, and a glass of water in hand. He sat in a plush armchair, pulling his feet up under him and sighing as he re-read the first passage of that evening�s entry.

How the hell did this all start?

He knew how.

0O0

For the third time Erestor caught himself looking. He sat outside, on the lawn, in the shade of a young willow with a book in his lap, with every intention of enjoying the sunshine and the rare loose end he found himself at that day. It wasn�t often that he found himself more or less up to date and with nothing much to do. It was with cautious excitement that he had informed Elrond that he would be taking the day for himself if there was nothing urgent that needed his attention. His friend had laughed at his- what must have been obvious- enthusiasm for spending a day away from the offices, and had told him to enjoy the weather.

And he was trying to, but there was a certain distraction tempting him to look up from the pages at every laugh, every grunt from nearby. When Erestor had found his nice shady spot, he�d felt someone�s gaze on him, had looked up when crouching down to sit, and caught Glorfindel�s eye. He�d never, in all their years working as indifferent colleagues, been able to decipher that look. Glorfindel always looked at him in what felt an unreadable way when no other was in the room, or close by. It was not unfriendly, just unnerving. It made him feel as if he were being sized up, as if Glorfindel knew something about him that he did not. It always made him uncomfortable, but he would be lying to himself if he said he did not enjoy those looks. He had just never understood why. Perhaps it was the way Glorfindel would not look away when caught staring, that made his breaths shorten and his palms slightly damp.

He�d given a nod of greeting as he slowly sat, and there had been the beginnings of a smile, almost a smirk, as Glorfindel acknowledged this with a small nod of his own, before letting his head fall back and his eyes close. Apparently he was not alone in wanting to enjoy the fine weather. Erestor had managed to fairly engross himself in his reading, even forgetting who lay close by, until he had been interrupted by what he had to admit, was never an unwelcome sight or sound.

�I�ll fight you for them.�

�Why can�t we just share?� The other young elf, Elrohir, groused.

�Because I�m hungry and I want them all.� Elladan responded, attempting to swipe the small bowl out of his brother�s hand. Elrohir grinned, holding them behind his back, out of reach, making his brother laugh as he lunged for them again.

�You are such a brat; I can�t believe we�re related sometimes.�

�Oh you can�t? So this isn�t you not sharing and teasing me?� Elladan mocked as he tried for the bowl again, making his brother snort in amusement. �I�d say we�re two halves of the same person-Elrohir!� He snapped, tripping over his brother�s well placed foot and nearly falling to his hands and knees.

�Boys.� A deep, melodic voice warned from nearby.

They stopped their antics, looking over to Glorfindel. Smiles broke out at the sight of their much loved tutor. Erestor had smiled himself. They may just be out of their gangly, awkward teens, on the very brink of adulthood, but they would always be the two playful, friendly and delightful young boys who sang to him every year on his begetting day. Erestor would never see them as anything else, no matter how old they got.

�Glorfindel!� Elladan cried in delight. �Will you referee?�

�I am busy relaxing. Why can�t you be quiet and behave for once?�

�Because Elrohir won�t give me the bowl of strawberries we took from the kitchen, and I can�t be bothered to find my own.� Elladan answered, not the slightest bit apologetic as he grinned proudly. Though he did glare when his brother winked at him, popping another strawberry into his mouth. �It�s a matter of honour.�

Glorfindel snorted. �No it�s not.�

�Okay, it�s not, but I�m going to pummel my dear brother for that bowl, and you may watch to make sure it is fair, or continue to work on your girly tan whilst I kick and bite him. Your choice.�

Glorfindel laughed and begrudgingly opened his eyes. His arms fell from where they had been resting behind his head, and he sat up. �Alright,� he groaned, standing. �But watch your noise; there are others nearby also who may not care for your antics.�

Glorfindel nodded in Erestor�s direction, and Erestor delighted in the happy smiles that graced the boy�s handsome faces. Elladan waved and called a greeting, whilst Elrohir ambled over and reclined down next to Erestor. He lay on his side and lent up on one elbow as he kissed Erestor�s cheek, offering him the bowl. He leaned away and swatted playfully at the lad, but then took a strawberry offered to him. He glanced up, and caught another look. Elladan was gesturing, looking at his own hands as he described a move of some kind, but Glorfindel�s gaze was on Erestor, neither smiling nor unfriendly.

�It�s nice to see you Erestor, we miss your lessons.�

Erestor smiled, and stroked his hand over the dark head that had come to rest happily on his shoulder. The boy had never had any issues with boundaries or personal space. �I wish I could say the same.� He jested, ripping a surprised laugh out of Elrohir who lifted the bowl, offering another piece of fruit.

�Elrohir!� Elladan called in excitement. �Glorfindel�s going to show us some new moves, come on!�

�Will you look after the spoils?�

And now Erestor sat, trying to ignore those grunts, the spurts of laughter and the soft sound of panting as he sat with his book in his lap, and the bowl of strawberries beside him. But he could not help himself, he�d have to look up every now and then, and watch as Glorfindel coached the boys in a friendly match of arm to arm combat.

Erestor felt himself swallow as Glorfindel looked up, catching his gaze, and then stood straight, extracting himself from the tangle of limbs.

�Right, now just you two, I�ll be watching over there, so no biting, Elladan.�

�I was kidding!� Elladan grunted, attempting to heft his brother off of the ground.

Erestor sat up a little straighter, realising that Glorfindel meant to come sit beside him. He just about stopped himself from biting his lip and smiled politely as Glorfindel reclined beside him, shoulder to shoulder.

�They will never stop being young boys, I think.�

�I hope not.� Erestor replied, closing the book in his lap and trying to ignore how Glorfindel�s large body breathed in and out, still slightly out of breath, beside him.

�It�s damn warm today.�

Erestor nodded, agreeing. �It�s nice. Well it�s nice if you�re sitting and doing nothing particularly exerting.�

Glorfindel laughed quietly, then without warning, he leaned up and pulled the loose tunic he�d been wearing over his head, then leaned back against the tree, his torso bare and damp, his shoulder nearly brushing Erestor�s. Erestor snapped his gaze back to young lad�s antics, swallowing hard.

�They will continue fighting until they�re both exhausted.� Glorfindel remarked ruefully.

�Yes, I imagine they will, over a bowl of strawberries, no less.� Erestor lifted the bowl that sat beside his thigh, and spoke with a straight face. �I suggest we finish them before they wear each other out.�

Glorfindel laughed, taking a berry. He looked at Erestor directly in the eye as he took a bite. �I didn�t know you had a wicked streak.�

Erestor felt his mouth go instantly dry. �Everyone has a little mean in them.�

Glorfindel swallowed his mouthful, smirking, though not unkindly. �I dare say there is a quite a bit to you that not many are privy to.�

Erestor was at a loss as to how to reply, but was saved from having to think of anything when hearing a yelp come from the twin brothers.

�Use your feet Elladan, hold your ground and use his weight against him.� Glorfindel called.

Erestor had felt Glorfindel shift and brush his shoulder as he�s leaned up to call out his instructions, and he�d not been able to help but steel a glance at the fine warrior beside him.

All of him was firm. His stomach rippled with abdominal muscles, but was otherwise flat, his waist completely trim. His chest was wide, and looked hard and tanned. His nipples were two small, pale brown discs, his shoulders broad, and his arms thick and corded with muscle. He was utterly masculine. Erestor found himself, for the first time in his life, longing to be held by such brute strength. To be held down by it. He glanced up and took a quick breath when seeing Glorfindel�s hard gaze boring into him, he looked away quickly, to where the lads tousled in front of him.

He leaned forward, raising his knees and wrapping his arms around them, trying to appear as unaffected as possible, as if the display before him had his full attention. He took a shuddering breath as he felt Glorfindel sit up beside him, not leaving much room between them.

�You are blushing.� The warrior murmured in his deep voice.

��Tis warm.� Erestor closed his eyes tightly for a moment, hating that his voice shook.

�Erestor...�

Erestor had no choice but to look at Glorfindel, it would have been rude not to.

�If you have no prior engagements, I would like for you to come to rooms this evening.�

Erestor felt his cheeks burn alarmingly, and felt embarrassed for it. His mouth moved but the words would not come. �I apologise,� he spoke with as much dignity as he could. �I did not mean to stare.�

Glorfindel�s gaze was, as ever, infuriatingly unreadable. �None the less,� he reached out and brushed the hair from Erestor�s shoulder, allowing his hand to softly skim his shoulder blade and back, causing Erestor to take a quick intake of breath. �Come to my rooms, please.� He stood, and then strolled forwards, as if nothing had happened, and broke up the wrestling that had disintegrated into boyish laughter and giggles long ago.

�Alright, enough you two. We ate all your damn strawberries anyway.�

0O0

Erestor patted his thigh, and his cat, Smokey, jumped up and made himself at home as Erestor petted him. He was reading the older entries in his journal, hoping to find the exact spot where he had changed so much -where he had gone from merely knowing that a relationship between two males was not unheard of, to becoming hopelessly entangled in one. He knew where to begin his search, at the very least.

I had no idea what to expect, as I stood outside his rooms...

Was Glorfindel going to tell him how inappropriate Erestor had been, looking at him the way he had in front of the boys? Why had he brushed his hair over his shoulder like that, then? Did he think because he�d caught him looking at him, that he�d be willing to engage in some sort of causal fling?

He didn�t know how long he would have stood there, wondering why it was he�d been asked to come, and why he had actually turned up, if it were not for Glorfindel who opened the door.

�I could hear you muttering to yourself.� Glorfindel remarked with a hint of amusement, and stood back to allow Erestor to pass him.

Erestor slowly entered the lowly lit rooms. �I didn�t realise I was muttering.�The snick of the door made him jump.

�Something you probably do when you�re nervous.�

�Why would I be nervous?� Erestor swallowed and took in the cosy surroundings. �Could I trouble you for something to drink?�

�Of course, I have some brandy...�

�Water would be fine.�

Glorfindel left the room momentarily, allowing Erestor a second to take a deep breath and compose himself. Glorfindel returned a few moments later, a cool glass of water in hand.

�Why did you ask me to come, Glorfindel?� Might as well get to the point.

Glorfindel laughed quietly in surprise. �You waste no time.�

�Is it a good thing, or a bad thing that I�m here?�

Glorfindel tilted his head to one side, contemplating the elf before him. �What would constitute a good thing?�

That caught Erestor by surprise. �I�m...I�m not really sure. Perhaps you want to get to know me better?�

Glorfindel nodded. �I would like that.�

Erestor bit his lip and then quickly released it, caching himself. �That�s not the whole reason, though, is it?�

Glorfindel smiled, taking the glass from Erestor which oddly left him feeling bereft and with nothing to do with his hands. Glorfindel stood a little closer then what would have been considered polite. �No, it�s not.� He frowned. �What would you consider to be a bad reason?�

Erestor shrugged helplessly. �I�m not sure. You... you not liking the way I was looking at you earlier today.�

�I can assure you that is not it.�

�Then... you...you liked the way I was looking at you, and perhaps...� Erestor licked his lips nervously, �...perhaps thought that I would be willing to engage in some sort of casual...� he gestured with his hand in the general direction of Glorfindel�s bedroom. �Casual fling?�

�Ah.�

Erestor felt suddenly crestfallen. He hadn�t wanted that to be the reason. �I�m not like that, Glorfindel.� He said quietly. �I�m sorry.�

�When you say �not like that�, do you mean the casual aspect, or the male aspect?�

�Casual,� Erestor frowned, �possibly the male thing too, I�m not certain.�

�Hmm,� Glorfindel took a step back, seemed to contemplate something, and then without warning, pulled his tunic up over his head, leaving his torso bare to Erestor�s admiring gaze. He stepped closer again, and took Erestor�s hand, placing it palm fat on his stomach, and then slowly moved it up to his chest. His voice was slightly huskier when next he spoke. �Erestor, is it the male aspect?� He repeated.

Erestor swallowed. �I�ve...I�ve never looked at another male with interest before.�

�Before now, you mean.�

Erestor nodded. �But I still don�t like the casual thing.� He pulled his hand back.

�I won�t lie, Erestor. I wanted you to stay tonight.� He raised his hand and cupped the back of Erestor�s neck, massaging gently. His voice was deep. �I wanted you lying beneath me; I want to have you.�

Erestor let out a shuddering breath, and closed his eyes. He opened them again when feeling Glorfindel�s thumb brush along his dark, sweeping lashes.

�I can promise it will be anything but casual. Sex is never casual.�

�That�s not what I meant and you know it.� Erestor whispered, then frowned and swallowed, wondering where his voice had gone.

�You do not like it to end after a few beddings?�

Erestor nodded. �I�ve only ever...� he looked him in the eye. �Only in relationships have I...you know.�

Glorfindel nodded, an odd emotion flittering in his eyes. �I think I like that. So, no men?�

�No men. Yet.�

Glorfindel let out a small laugh, smiled, and then with no preamble, he dipped his head and captured Erestor�s lips in a slow, deep kiss. Erestor gasped quietly, but was soon swept up in a kiss that took him by surprise with its intensity. He�d never been the one to be held. He�d never had to tilt his head upwards for someone taller. He had never been so utterly and completely taken a hold of by one single kiss. He pulled away, overwhelmed, and Glorfindel rested his brow against Erestor�s, his hands clamping and unclamping at Erestor�s waist, his eyes closed.

�You can�t say that didn�t do anything for you.� Glorfindel husked. �You�d have to be dead to have not felt that.�

Erestor couldn�t answer, he was embarrassingly breathless. He nodded his head faintly, his brow rubbing against the warrior�s.

Glorfindel pulled back, licking his lips quickly, his hands cupping Erestor�s face. �We don�t have the relationship,� he shrugged, �we don�t know each other. But I am not the promiscuous type. Could the potential be enough for you? Enough for you to say yes?�

�The potential of...of more?� Erestor murmured his eyes closing as he tilted his head when Glorfindel nudged under his jaw, and kissed his neck, slowly, sensually.

Glorfindel lifted a shoulder. �We can just see what happens.� He took Erestor�s mouth in a possessive kiss, going slow so as to not startle. �Put your hands on my shoulders.� He murmured.

Erestor hesitantly let his hands skim over thick biceps and up to his shoulders, but they went further and buried themselves in the elf�s thick, golden hair, and tugged, pulling Glorfindel�s mouth down hard onto his own, ripping a loud groan from the warrior.

�That�s a yes? That has to be a yes, please let that be a yes.�

Erestor swallowed, and nodded his head. His stomach flipped as the warrior smiled and took his hand, leading him straight to the bedroom. He paused, pulling slightly on the warrior�s hand. �If...if I change my mind, or ask you to stop...�

Glorfindel lifted their clasped hands, and kissed Erestor�s knuckles. �We stop the second you want me to.� He pulled Erestor�s hand, and the elf went willingly.

Erestor stood, looking at the bed, and jumped ever so slightly as two large hands rested on his hips, Glorfindel smiled against his neck.

�I hate that I�m so jumpy right now.� Erestor laughed quietly.

�I think it�s actually rather...sweet. Which isn�t usually something I would use to describe you.�

Erestor turned to face him, an eyebrow raised in question. �Oh? And what would use?�

Glorfindel grinned rakishly, and tugged gently at the advisor�s tunic to pull it over his head. �How would I describe you....� he pulled Erestor close and resumed those maddening kisses along his neck as his hands ghosted around Erestor�s naked hips. �Prickly, unmatched, very, very pretty, sexy...�

�You think I�m pretty?� Erestor frowned, and Glorfindel laughed huskily.

�You�ve no idea.�

�Pretty?� Erestor repeated.

�Did you hear me say sexy? Focus on that.� And with that Glorfindel tilted Erestor� head back, his hand at the nape of his neck, and kissed him deeply, passionately, until the elf in his arms whimpered helplessly.

Erestor gasped as large hands dipped beneath the waistband of his trousers, and gently cupped his pert behind, a cheek in each hand. He felt Glorfindel smile into their kiss when he gasped as those hands squeezed gently.

�So beautiful,� Glorfindel whispered into the kiss. �Lay on the bed for me sweetheart.�

�I�m not your sweetheart, not yet.�

�Not yet,� Glorfindel agreed.

Erestor lay on the bed, and taking a deep breath, he reached for the waistband of his trousers and pulled them down. He shimmied them off his feet, and pulled himself into the centre of the bed. He leaned back on his elbows, trying not to raise his knees in an attempt to cover himself.

�Please lay down with me, you�re making me nervous.� Erestor smiled, licking his lips.

�I rather like the nervous virgin act.�

Erestor�s smile slipped away and sat up quickly, reaching for his trousers. �If you�re going to make fun-�

�Wait.� Glorfindel caught his hand �I wasn�t making fun.� He shook his head.

Erestor took a steadying breath. �It isn�t an act, Glorfindel.�

�I know,� Glorfindel shook his head, as if annoyed at himself. �I just...find it endearing, I think is what I meant.�

Erestor hesitated. �Glorfindel, you understand that...I mean you know that just because I�m going to let you...� He flushed, unable to say the words.

�Have you?� Glorfindel supplied gently, climbing onto the bed beside Erestor, easing him back down.

�That doesn�t mean...that doesn�t make me...�

�Erestor,� Glorfindel gripped his chin. �Say what you mean.�

�We�re equals here, right?�

Glorfindel smiled, kissed him gently. �It�s a real man that�ll bend over and take it from behind, Erestor.�

�Valar,� Erestor hissed, cursing himself for flushing red.

�No, don�t be embarrassed. That�s what�s going to happen, why sugar coat it?� Glorfindel took Erestor�s hand, and placed it over the hard bulge in his leggings. �I don�t mince words Erestor, so you�ll always know I�m being truthful with you,� he pulled at the lacing of his leggings, and slowly slid Erestor�s hand down inside, guiding him to wrap his slim fingers around his aching cock. He nosed his way to the crook of Erestor�s neck, his warm breath against the pale skin making the slimmer elf tremble. �I�m going to put this inside you.� He husked.

�Ai gods,� Erestor gasped. �This may be over before we�ve begun if keep talking like that.�

Glorfindel smiled against his neck, and he began to guide that hand up and down his thick shaft. �It�s going inside,� he continued, �I�m going to penetrate you tonight, and that in no way, makes you less than me. If I make you feel like less, even for a second, then I�m doing something wrong and you need to tell me.�

�I had no idea you�d be so straight forward with you words.�

�I might not be romantic, but you trust me, don�t you?�

Erestor paused, looked at him. �Yes.� He whispered. �Put it inside of me.� A part of him had no idea where that�d come from, but it made the warrior groan and push him onto his back. �Let me see.� Erestor begged, pulling Glorfindel�s leggings down his hips, and gasping as the heavy cock bobbed in front of him.

�It�s going to hurt.�

�Yes.� Glorfindel replied matter-of-factly. �But I�ll make it worth it.�

The warrior shed his leggings and laid himself over the smaller elf, they both groaned. �See how good it feels, skin to skin?�

�You don�t have to talk me through the entire thing, I have had sex before.� Erestor groused playfully, and unthinkingly is hands began to wander, to smooth over firm, golden muscle as his lips explored Glorfindel�s neck.

Glorfindel laughed. �You are so my kind of elf.�

Glorfindel was thorough and slow with preparing Erestor, he took him into his mouth and had him writhing before he slipped in the first finger. After pulling out three, he�d oiled up his thick shaft, and slowly pushed into him.

�Oh gods,� Erestor gasped, his eyes closed, and a frown marring his brow.

�Sshhh. Just breathe.� Glorfindel said through a strained voice, his face pressed against Erestor�s neck as he got himself under control.

�I�ve got your cock inside me Glorfindel, I�m not giving birth.�

That surprised a laugh out of Glorfindel who raised his head to look down at Erestor. He leaned up on one elbow, and stroked the lush, black hair away from Erestor�s face. �We�re not supposed to be laughing.� He said, smiling.

�Can�t help it,� Erestor found a small smile as he shifted, trying to adjust, �you�re making it funny.�

Glorfindel leant up on both elbows, and bit his his bottom lip as he flexed his hips, thrusting experimentally. He watched in satisfaction as Erestor�s mouth fell open, his eyes closing in an expression of mixed pain, and the beginnings of pleasure.

�Oh damn,� Erestor breathed.

�Hurt?� Glorfindel said in a strained voice, stilling his hips with what was obviously a monumental effort.

�Yes but...�Erestor�s eyes opened. �Why�d you stop?� He asked, sounding annoyed.

Glorfindel grinned, and rolled his hips, making the advisor gasp. �Gods, I love seeing you beneath me like this, taking it.�

Erestor flushed, his hands ghosting around the warrior�s waist. �The things you say.� He shook his head, feeling himself slowly rock against the pillow as Glorfindel picked up a slow rhythm.

�I say it as it is. Wrap your legs around my waist.�

Erestor did as he was told, the changed angle sending a blinding pleasure through him. He gasped and reached up, gripping the warrior�s strong shoulders. �Oh Glorfindel,� he moaned, his voice like honey. He pushed his head back against the pillow and undulated beneath Glorfindel�s heavy weight, moving his hips in time to Glorfindel�s, making the warrior groan as if he was in pain.

�Damn,� he sounded surprised. �You�re a natural, like breathing.�

�Shut up and give me more.� Erestor gasped.

Glorfindel buried his face in Erestor�s neck as he picked up the pace, moaning in what sounded like both amusement and absolute pleasure.

�Oh gods, please...please Glorfindel.�

�Say it,� Glorfindel growled, �say it!�

�I need you, I need you please!�

Glorfindel suddenly lifted himself up on both arms with a yell and thrust hard, going faster. �That�s it sweetheart, you take it. Take it from me.� He growled.

�Glorfindel,� Erestor yelled, arching his back and trying to pull the warrior back down to smother the gap between them. �I want you close, please...�

Glorfindel followed, kissing him desperately, he groaned as Erestor�s hands scrabbled along his sweaty back. �Use your nails sweetheart; I want you to see the scratches in the morning.�

Erestor dug his nails in, and squeezed down on the thick heat moving inside of him, pulling an agonized moan from the warrior.

�You do that again and you�ll make me come.�

�Don�t come,� Erestor breathed, �don�t come yet.�

Glorfindel rested his brow against Erestor�s collarbone, and bit down lightly on his neck as he hiked one of Erestor�s thighs higher against his side. �Next time,� he panted against his neck, �next time I�m going to fuck you on your hands and knees.�

Erestor felt himself tighten at the words, his balls drawing up. �Glorf- I�m-I�m coming...!�

Glorfindel rose up and on both arms and watched Erestor as he thrust into him hard, hard and fast until he was gripping the warrior�s biceps, arching his back and coming over his stomach.

Erestor had been bent nearly in half as Glorfindel knelt up, and pounded into him before stilling, jerking, and the filling him with a wet warmth as he yelled Erestor�s name. When they slumped, void of all energy, Glorfindel was careful to slide out slowly, stroking Erestor�s thigh when he winced, and then collapsed beside him, panting.

�That was...� The warrior croaked, licked his lips, and just shook his head.

�I can�t believe,� Erestor panted, �that I didn�t know how good it is. That it could be that good to...to....�

�Take another inside?�

Erestor nodded, and looked over at the warrior who looked relaxed and sated. Glorfindel caught his gaze.

�Come here,� he said quietly.

Erestor was beyond relieved to be pulled into the warrior�s arms and held. He curled up against him, and hummed happily as one of Glorfindel�s hands stroked down his back and rested on his behind, over his cleft.

�Are you sore?� He murmured against Erestor�s temple.

�Yes.� Erestor snorted, as if that should have been obvious.

Glorfindel smiled and pressed a kiss to his brow. �I find I rather like your sense of humour.�

Erestor hummed and stroked along the blonde�s side. �Glorfindel?� He asked quietly.

�Hmm?� The warrior sounded sleepy, and comfortable, holding him the way he was.

�I can sleep here?�

Glorfindel seemed to wake up a little. �Of course.�

Erestor nodded. �I�m glad.�

The hand that rested on his behind, over his cleft, moved so that two fingers sank into his crease to gently toy with the small ring of sore, wrinkled skin, making Erestor gasp. �I have to be up early, but I�ll be having this again before I go.�

Erestor let out a harsh breathe, hiding his face against the warrior�s shoulder. �The things you say.�

0O0

It was by far the most memorable night of my life...

And it had been the first of many. All of which he had recorded in his journal. He stroked Smokey, smiling as he purred, trying to distract himself from the fact that he was missing Glorfindel�s company. There had not been any declarations of sorts, so old insecurities would at times attempt to worm their way into Erestor�s mind. They had in fact only not long ago established that there was something other than sexual chemistry between them, but it had taken jealously rearing its ugly head to do it.

0O0

Erestor had felt his scalp get very tight and his hackles rise, but didn�t quite know how to step in and stake his claim. He�d come by Glorfindel�s office to deliver some paperwork. It wasn�t something he�d usually do, but it�d afford him a few minutes during the day with Glorfindel, and it always made the warrior smile at him in a very private way. This time however, they had been interrupted, literally, by one of Glorfindel�s men. Erestor had delivered his paperwork and had actually been stealing a quick kiss when the soldier had arrived. He had no sound reason to be there, and judging by the irritated glances the young elf was sending his way, it was obvious that he was not the only one who was hoping for a little alone time with the captain.

Erestor ground his teeth; the young elf could not be any more blatant if he tried. But it was perhaps Glorfindel�s lack of discouragement in that respect that really hit a nerve. Seeing the young elf touch Glorfindel�s arm in a manner that was unnecessary as he laughed at something the warrior had said, Erestor felt his patience snap. He stood.

�Erestor,� Glorfindel called, a worried note in his voice, �didn�t you wish to discuss something with me?�

�It can wait.� Seeing the brief expression of disappointment flit over the warrior�s features made his mind up. He walked over to the desk. �I will see you tonight?�

Glorfindel blinked in surprise. �Yes.�

�Very well,� he bent and kissed him, briefly, though none too chastely. �We will talk later.�

He did not look back as he left the office, and could not help but smirk at the less then complimentary thoughts the young elf must be thinking of him.

It had been later that night that Glorfindel had brought up the incident. And the damn elf knew just when to do it too. He�d waited until he had Erestor beneath him on the couch, until he�d kissed him into a puddle of goo before pulling back, running his thumb over the advisor�s kiss swollen lips...

�So, are we going to talk about it?�

Erestor reached his arms up and around Glorfindel�s neck, pulling him down. �No.� And proceeded to kiss the warrior stupid. Glorfindel groaned, and seemed to almost be persuaded to leave it alone, but eventually he shook his head and pulled away, sitting up.

�No, you�re not getting away with it that easily. Up.� He slapped the side of Erestor�s thigh playfully, forcing Erestor to sit up beside him. When Erestor was begrudgingly upright, he slung his arm over the back of the couch, behind Erestor�s shoulders. �So....�

Erestor sighed. �He we flirting outrageously with you.�

�And?� Glorfindel laughed. �I wasn�t flirting back.�

Erestor shot him a hurt look. �You were not discouraging it either.�

Glorfindel�s hand settled at the back of his neck, gently massaging. �So that�s it.�

�What?�

Glorfindel frowned. �Tell me something, I won�t be upset...� He shifted slightly, lifting his knee so that he could move closer and face Erestor properly. �Were you hurt that I didn�t discourage him because you thought it was disrespectful, or was it...something else?�

Erestor frowned. �I don�t know what you mean.�

Glorfindel sighed. �Were you annoyed that I was being disrespectful to you...you know,� he shrugged uncomfortably, �because I was letting him flirt when I could of...� petered off, sighing. �Why does this have to be complicated?� His head thumped against the back of the couch in annoyance.

Erestor glared. �So you were aware of how much that was annoying me.�

�Yes,� Glorfindel replied in exasperation, �but that�s not the point.�

�Were you trying to make me jealous? Did you plan it?�

�No I didn�t plan it you foolish thing. I just want to know why it bothered you.�

Erestor looked away. �Disrespect didn�t factor in it, really. Although now I�m thinking perhaps it should have.�

�Erestor,� Glorfindel sighed. �Will you just...please, just say what you mean.�

Erestor looked him in the eye, his beautiful blue eyes. �His flirting wouldn�t have bothered me so if you had discouraged it. You wouldn�t have even had to of brought me into it. Just that you...� he touched the warrior�s chest, �...that you personally felt...knew that you were unavailable. That you might not think of yourself as unavailable is what bothered me.� He swallowed. �Hurt me.� He said quietly.

Glorfindel watched him for a moment, frowning sadly, then he pulled Erestor gently forwards by the back of the neck, and kissed him firmly.

�Glorfindel?� Erestor mumbled into the kiss.

Glorfindel ignored him, and pushed him back to lie down, settling between his thighs.�That�s what I wanted to hear.� He said around the kiss. He gently cupped the advisor�s face, rubbing his thumbs over his flushed cheek bones, grazing his lashes. He kissed him softly, drawing a sigh from Erestor, and affectionately rubbed his nose against Erestor�s.

�Alright.� Glorfindel said quietly.

�Alright what?� Erestor blinked up at him confused.

Glorfindel smiled, finding something amusing, and kissed him again. �Alright, as far as anyone else goes, I�m unavailable.�

A hesitant smile spread across Erestor�s lips. �Honestly?� He whispered.

Glorfindel stroked the dark hair away from his face, and nodded. �Yes.� He smiled.

Erestor slipped a hand behind the warrior�s neck. �Kiss me. Right now.� He pulled him down, and kissed him senseless.

Glorfindel groaned, and pulled away only for a moment so as to reach over his head and pull his tunic off. He smirked in satisfaction when Erestor�s hand cupped him, massaged him through his leggings. He dived back down and helped Erestor shed his own clothes.

In no time he was leisurely thrusting in and out of Erestor. �I love watching your face when I fuck you,� Glorfindel husked. �You get all flushed and you look completely helpless. You�re sexy as hell mouth falls open; it makes me want to shove my cock in there.�

Erestor moaned out loud, rolling his hips up. �Ai gods, the things you say...�

�You like it,� Glorfindel growled.

Erestor bit his lip and nodded. Unable to open his eyes as he admitted it.

�Roll over, hands and knees sweetheart�

Erestor groaned and quickly complied. He�d never of thought that he�d come to love being taken in such a way. Like an animal. His hips gripped hard from behind as Glorfindel�s coarse pubic hair rubbed against his cheeks, his thick shaft sliding in and out.

Glorfindel set one foot on the floor, and rested a knee on the cushion as he slid into Erestor�s trembling body. He delivered one sudden and hard thrust, and the elf beneath him cried out. He liked doing that, setting a steady rhythm � he knew Erestor didn�t always like it rough- then suddenly pushing all the way in with sharp movements. It drove them both wild.

Erestor looked back over his shoulder, and groaned seeing Glorfindel grip his hips and watch as his own length disappeared in and out of Erestor�s end. The warrior was polite as can be in public, but in the bedroom, he was straight forward and did what felt good, with no room for embarrassment. Erestor secretly admired it. He hung his head low, and rested them on his crossed arms as he was slowly rocked.

�You like this honey?� Glorfindel husked. �You like me fucking you?�

�Yes, gods yes.�

Erestor gasped when feeling Glorfindel�s hand slap his behind. He looked back with flaming red cheeks, and Glorfindel laughed.

�Don�t be embarrassed sweetheart, not if it feels good.�

And with that Glorfindel leaned back, his one hand still gripping Erestor�s hip tightly, and holding the advisor�s gaze, he slapped his ass cheek again, a little harder. Erestor moaned loudly and instinctively reached beneath him to squeeze the base of his own cock to stave off his orgasm.

�Glorfindel!� he gasped, as he was rocked forwards by another gentle slap to his ass.

�This dick inside you baby, is it yours, does it belong to you?� The warrior panted

�Yes!� He yelled, his breath whooshing out of him as Glorfindel delivered another slap to his other cheek.

�Say it; say my cock belongs to you.�

�It�s mine!� He gasped, rocked forwards by another slap to his ass cheek. Instincts took over and he went down onto his forearms, arching his back and spreading his knees further apart, offering himself up to Glorfindel.

The warrior groaned loudly, and pulled away. Erestor moaned in disappointment and turned around to complain. Glorfindel sat himself on the couch much like anyone would, and reached out to hastily pull Erestor to him. Erestor quickly cottoned on and straddled the warrior�s lap. He gasped as his hair was caught up tight in the warrior�s fist, and he was pulled down into a frantic kiss.

�You show me,� Glorfindel growled. �You show me how my cock belongs to you. Ride it.�

Erestor groaned and sank down onto the thick dick, and immediately began to rise and fall, using the back of the couch for leverage. This time it was him who took a tight hold of thick, golden hair, and he growled into their kiss. �It mine, it�s mine,� he said again and again, riding him up and down. �Don�t you ever give it to anyone else. It�s mine, its fucks me and no one else. It fucks me...fucks me...fuck me, fuck me, fuck me, fuck me....�

Glorfindel roared and slammed Erestor down back against the couch. All the air whooshed out of Erestor�s lungs and suddenly Glorfindel was fucking him brutally, harder than he ever had before. It was stunning and it was fantastic. Erestor�s orgasm came quick and he cried out silently, Glorfindel pounded into him for a few more moments before stilling, thrusting hard a couple more times, and then filled him with wet warmth.

Glorfindel collapsed on top of him, panting and utterly spent. It was Erestor who cradled his head to his chest, stroking damp hair gone a darker shade of blonde away from the warrior�s brow.

�Damn,� Glorfindel breathed, and Erestor grinned, privately proud at how disorientated his lover sounded. Glorfindel lifted his head up, rested his chin on Erestor�s chest, and offered him a lazy smile which Erestor returned.

The warrior licked his lips, and lent up on his elbows, he gently stroked Erestor�s face. �Damn,� he breathed again. �I didn�t mean to go at you so hard,� he ran is thumb over Erestor�s swollen lower lip before kissing it gently. �You okay, sweetheart?�

Erestor smiled, charmed by the now familiar endearment, and nodded his head yes. �I�m good. I�m very, very good.� Erestor drawled, utterly content.

�You know,� Glorfindel began in a low voice, a somewhat mischievous grin playing on his lips. �I really, really liked slapping your behind like that.�

Erestor turned bright red and laughed in embarrassment, covering his face with his hands. Glorfindel laughed and pulled his hands away. �Hey, equals, remember?�

�I suppose next you�ll tell me it takes a real man to take a spanking.�

�It takes a real man to take a spanking and enjoy it as much as you did.�

Erestor cringed again but Glorfindel laughed and kissed him. �It drove me crazy, Erestor. It was sexy as hell.�

�I suppose it was.� Erestor admitted, biting his lip and looking up at the warrior through long lashes, making him groan.

�Keep looking at me like that and you�ll get a repeat performance.� Glorfindel growled.

Erestor laughed in surprise, and pulled Glorfindel down on top of him. He wrapped his arms and legs around him. �Not for another half hour, I won�t, my behind couldn�t take it.�

0O0

Only now, I crave more from him. I want more from him. I want the commitment but daren�t ask for it. Where this sudden need comes from, I don�t know. Perhaps it is the natural progression of things when you love someone. Perhaps we end up craving everything they are, everything they have to give.

I have no reason to feel this way, to feel at all insecure. We are faithful to one another; we sleep beside each other most nights. There is a tenderness there that at times, outshines the physicality of our relationship � which says much as I am truly ruined for anyone else. And yet, when he is not by my side, I worry. I worry he will lose interest, that someone else will come between us. And that is utterly unfair of me and does him no credit.

I cannot help but want it all. To want everything he can possibly give me.

Erestor closed his journal with a sigh. He was ridiculous. One night away, one night in which Glorfindel spent his evening with other people, and here he was pining after him. He didn�t even know for sure what else he wanted from Glorfindel. That they were in a relationship was no secret. Glorfindel refused to hide his affection and Erestor was quite content with that.

Erestor stretched the kinks out of his neck and smiled down at his lap, stroking Smokey who slept peacefully.

�I suppose it comes down to the words, doesn�t it?� He said quietly.

His head snapped up when a knock sounded at his door, and before he could begin to rise Glorfindel let himself in.

�Hey,� Erestor said in surprise, a delighted smile spreading across his lips.

�Hello beautiful.� Glorfindel grinned.

The warrior dropped a bag and his outer tunic on the floor, and strode over to Erestor. He lent down and kissed him, but pulled back and groaned in disgust at the hiss that came from Erestor�s lap.

�One second.� He picked Smokey up, making him meow unhappily. �Yes, yes. You don�t like me, I know. The feeling�s mutual.�

Erestor laughed and stood. Waiting for Glorfindel to put his cat down, before strolling into welcoming arms. He hummed happily as Glorfindel held him close, kissing his temple.

�What are you doing back so early?�

�They sent me back.� Glorfindel groused, though there was a smile in his voice.

�They?�

�My men. They said I was sulking and being no fun.�

Erestor pulled back and looked him in the eye, his hands rubbing comforting circles into the warrior�s lower back. �Why ever would they say that?�

Glorfindel looked at him, and for the first time Erestor saw him smile a little uncertainly, as if embarrassed.

�I...I missed you.�

I suppose it comes down to the words.

�You did?� Erestor asked softly, rubbing his hands up those thick arms he loved so much.

�Yes,� Glorfindel sighed smiling crookedly. �They told me to go home to my advisor.�

Erestor smiled adoringly at him and laughed gently, he reached up and cupped the warrior�s face. �You foolish thing.� He kissed him softly.

Glorfindel returned the kiss, but pulled away with a small frown, and rested his brow to Erestor�s. �Sweetheart?� He began softy, � you remember our first night? When we talked about potential?�

�Yes, I remember every night with you.�

�We�re passed that, aren�t we?�

Erestor frowned.

�I mean we�re more than that now, aren�t we? We�re-�

�Glorfindel,� Erestor interrupted him gently. �Say what you mean.�

Glorfindel took a breath, began to say something, then stopped. Eventually he shook his head and laughed at himself. �I�m trying to say I love you.�

Erestor�s brows rose in surprise, and he let out a harsh breath as a delighted smile spread across his lips. He hugged the warrior close, his arms closing tightly around his shoulders and neck as he laughed.

�I take it you�re happy about that?� Glorfindel chuckled, holding Erestor close by the waist, stroking his back. He smiled as Erestor nodded his head yes. �And you love me too?�

�Yes!� Erestor laughed, half choked out as he pulled back to kiss the warrior, hard on the lips.

�Well that�s a relief.�

Glorfindel hoisted Erestor up against his body, and the advisor wrapped his legs about his waist with a laugh.

�you sir,� Glorfindel began, walking them to the bedroom, �are getting it good, and hard, and again and again tonight.�

Erestor snorted in amusement, running his hand gently down the warrior�s cheek. �Glorfindel� he said softly, and with all the emotion he felt. �The things you say.�
The End.
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