Thawing the Ice | By : Brenna Category: -Multi-Age > Slash - Male/Male Views: 12164 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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Chapter 20--Checkmate
When Erestor awoke from reverie he found Glorfindel waiting with the chessboard set up. "What are you doing?" he asked.
"Challenging you to a rematch," Glorfindel said; knowing Erestor would never refuse a challenge. He was right too.
"Very well, I accept. You will lose again, seneschal," Erestor said.
Glorfindel suddenly had an idea. "Confident of victory, eh?" he asked.
"Very confident," Erestor said.
Glorfindel pounced. "Then you will not mind a wager. The loser owes the winner a kiss, a real kiss," he said.
Erestor glared at the smug Elda, knowing damn well he had been tricked. If he backed out he would look like a coward.
"Well? Do you accept the challenge or not, lirimaer?" Glorfindel pressed relentlessly.
"Very well, I accept," Erestor said finally, "On one condition, if I win you will leave me be."
"Agreed, let us begin," Glorfindel said. He watched as Erestor made his first move. He would soon see if all the games with Elrond in private would do what he had hoped.
Several Hours Later--
"Checkmate, lirimaer," Glorfindel announced triumphantly, sliding his rook into place then leaning back in his chair and folding his arms.
Erestor studied the board for several long tense moments before reluctantly tipping his king on its side to show surrender. "I yield," he said.
"A wise choice, love," Glorfindel said. He moved the chessboard out of the way and sat down on the edge of the bed. "Well, lirimaer? I am waiting for my prize," he said. Glorfindel heard the Noldo mutter something that he was sure wasn't a compliment before kissing him.
Erestor gasped when the Elda's arms went around his waist, pulling him close and his mouth was taken possessively. He gasped and Glorfindel thrust his tongue into his mouth. It was a long moment before Erestor was able to break away and by then they were both gasping for breath.
"You taste so sweet, lirimaer. I think I would like to taste you again," Glorfindel said and leaned towards him.
Erestor's hands pushed rose to Glorfindel's chest and he pushed the blonde back. "The wager was for one kiss only, which you have received," he snapped.
Glorfindel laughed. "Aye, one kiss, but you enjoyed it very much, do not bother to deny it. The color on your lovely pale skin tells the tale quite well," Glorfindel said. The blond Elf left the dark Elf sputtering with indignation. The door closed behind him with a soft click.
Erestor cursed Glorfindel in no less then four tongues before his temper cooled. He wondered if he could get away with tossing Glorfindel off the balcony into the rosebushes. He finally had to abandon the idea; knowing how furious Elrond would be if he did. He picked up his book, but it was a long time before he was calm enough to read.
Glorfindel waited until it was starting to get dark before returning to the healing room to light a lamp. When he entered he just had time to duck the vase Erestor chucked at him. "That was not very dignified behavior, advisor," he chided.
"Get out!" Erestor snapped, "or I swear I will throw something more lethal then that vase at you!"
"Tsk, tsk, temper, temper, my dark beauty," Glorfindel teased, though he tensed in preparation to dodge if the angry Noldo carried out the threat.
Luckily that's when a servant entered the room with a tray of food and set it on the bedside table. Her eyes widened when she saw the glass. "Do you want me to clean that up, Lord Glorfindel?" she asked.
"No, I will take care of it. You may go and thank you," Glorfindel said.
The servant bowed and left the room, closing the door softly behind her.
"Are you done with your little tantrum?" Glorfindel asked, turning back to Erestor.
"Come over here and find out," Erestor suggested.
"I am not a fool, love," Glorfindel laughed. He still thought Erestor was even more beautiful when he was angry.
"That is a matter of opinion. You were gone a long time, feel free to leave again. I do not need your help," Erestor snapped.
"If I do Elrond will have my hide. I think I would rather face your ire then his, lirimaer," Glorfindel said. He moved to the table and began to fill a plate with food then handed it and a glass of milk to Erestor.
"Milk? Obviously everyone thinks I am an Elfling," Erestor grumbled. He craved anything to drink besides milk right now.
"Now, now, eat all your supper and drink your milk like a good boy then you can have a cookie for desert," Glorfindel said in the same tone of voice he used with the twins.
Erestor threw the glass at the blonde.
Glorfindel barely ducked, but got splattered with milk when the glass shattered against the table. He scowled at Erestor.
Erestor took one look at the bedraggled seneschal and burst out laughing.
Erestor is a poor patient, huh? *Snicker* R/R please!
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