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Sapphire Eyes
Glorfindel slowly removed
Erestor’s clothes, though he knew what Elrond did for the adviser when he had
these episodes, having to actually do it himself, made him a bit nervous, he
was a warrior after all, not a healer. Now that Erestor was free of his
clothes, the seneschal scooped him up “Open your eyes mellon-nin…Erestor…”
Glorfindel jostled the adviser in his arms “Open…open…I may not be Elrond, but
I am your friend…there is no need for you to be leery of my touch”
Erestor slowly opened his eyes, but refused to look at him.
As Glorfindel entered the
bathing chamber with his charge, he quickly scanned the room, making sure that
there were no sharp objects about, then slowly lowered his friend into the
water. Erestor began to sob as his friend entered the bathing pool fully
clothed “Nay Findel, you will ruin your robes” “I care not, this being my first
time caring for you…I thought you would feel more comfortable, if I were not
naked”
Glorfindel took a generous
amount of lavender oil and began to rub it on the advisers back. Slowly, he
moved his way to his chest, but as his hand brushed over his nipple, the
adviser shrieked, leapt from the bath and huddled in the far corner of the
room, his body raked with tremors.
The seneschal cursed under his
breath and slowly approached his friend “Mellon-nin, I am sorry, I am just
trying to help” Glorfindel slowly reached out, but was met with a foot to his
chest “Don’t touch me! Leave me be! Don’t touch me don’t touch me!” The seneschal
sat down on the floor, a large puddle forming around him as he thought ‘Who
can I get to help…Aldamir is a healer…nay, Erestor would not trust
him…maybe Genderel…nay. Faramir and Boromir are out of the question…besides, he
is humiliated enough without having mortals seeing him so vulnerable…wait…nai!’
Glorfindel stood and made
another sweep of the room for anything sharp, then took the mirror off the wall
“Mellon-nin, I will be back shortly, I am going to get some help” Glorfindel
left the room, then locked the adviser in. Thranduil, Genderel and Nenuial were
chatting in the king’s study when Glorfindel burst thru the door. The three
looked at the drenched Belrog slayer and Thranduil stood “Findel wha…” The
seneschal waved his hand “No time, I messed up damit…I wanted so much to
help…Udun! I wish Elrond were here…Nenuial come with me” The elven assassin
stood and furrowed his brow “Am I to help with Erestor? Saes, what ails him”
Glorfindel dragged his friend
to Erestor’s chamber and stopped before the locked door “You locked him away?”
“Nenu…you are about to get the short and ugly of the situation so pay
attention…now, are you truly interested in Erestor” “I am” “Fine…I removed all
the sharp objects form the room…you need to get him in the water and wash him
with the lavender oil…be gentle, no sudden movements, and do not even think
of having sex with him, he needs to be comforted…he told me he truly likes you
and oddly feels safe around you, therefore, I concluded that you are my only
option right now”
Nenuial shook his head
concerned “Why…why is he…” “I do not have permission to tell…but lets just say,
that he was hurt a while back and for some reason, did not fade” Nenuial’s eyes
widened “I will help any way I can but…” “Your profession makes you ready for
all types of situations correct?” “Findel, I am not going in there to kill
Erestor…I haven’t the slightest knowledge how to comfort…”
Glorfindel placed his hand on
his shoulder “Do you remember when you were an elfling, and you fell and tore
your knee?” “Nai” “Do you remember how I cared for you?” “Nai, but I
was…Erestor is an adult, I am unsure I can…” “Just be gentle, you do
know how to be gentle with someone do you not?” Nenuial sighed “Well nai, of
course, just because I am the kings slayer, does not mean I have no feelings
but…” “Good” Glorfindel then opened the door and shoved him in.
Nenuial immediately spotted the
adviser, naked and huddled in the corner “Erestor?” There was no response. The
elven warrior picked up the despondent adviser, and placed him in the water.
“Alright Erestor Ore-nin, I’m coming in” Nenuial striped and entered the bath,
waded over, and lathered his hands with the lavender oil “Erestor ore-nin…would
you please look at me, I feel uneasy enough being naked here with you, having
to touch you in such a manner with your eyes closed…saes, will you trust my
presence enough to open your eyes?”
Erestor suddenly complied and
placed his shy gaze to the warrior. “Hannon le” “You…you need not stay Slayer
Nenuial” The warrior slowly reached up and caressed the advisers cheek
“Erestor, I thought we had pasted the usage of titles, saes, my close friends
sometimes call me Nenu, you are most welcome to do the same” “Why are you here”
“To help…I have grown so very fond of you…I will be honest, I have opened my
heart to the possibility of something between us…I am not normally apprehensive
or nervous…these are unfamiliar feeling for me. But to be closer to you, I
would do anything”
Erestor stiffened as Nenuial
placed his hands on his shoulders “Glorfindel told me I should wash you clean…”
The adviser lowered his gaze and whispered “I shall never be clean” The elven
warrior bit his lip in thought ‘This is not like him, nai he is shy,
but he is also feared by many when he just enters a room, I must do
something besides coddled him, he needs to release, not keep all this…’
Nenuial then smirked “Truly? Your skin is clear and smooth with no debris…ware
is this uncleanly ness you speak of, for I see it not”
Erestor drew his gaze up and
looked at the warrior confused “I…well it is…err…” Nenuial smiled “Oh…I see…I
think I understand now…” The elven slayer leaned in close to the advisers ear
“…Erestor, ore-nin, I care about you deeply, and very much enjoyed our kiss…if
you wished me close, you need only have asked” Erestor blinked surprised
“W…what?” “Though I must admit…I had wanted to take things a bit slower,
for I have not been with someone in quite some time…”
Erestor’s hand flew up “N…nay
you m…misunderstand” “Do I? You say that you are unclean…dirty in some way…I
see it not. Perhaps I need a proper visual” Nenuial then leapt from the bath
and left the room. Erestor stood in the water at a loss for words. The warrior
returned with a pair of Erestor’s leggings in his hand. The adviser watched as
Nenuial put on his own leggings…his body bare save the black britches.
The warrior then pulled Erestor
from the bath, dried him, and hastily put his on. “Saes…Nenuial…” The warrior
tilted his head “Saes what ore-nin?” Erestor furrowed his brow “Are…are you
cross with me?” Nenuial shook his head “You are a chief adviser…very
intelligent, I ask you, has my voice inflection, body language or comments been
reflective of antagonism?” Erestor thought for a minuet and shook his head
“Nay” “Well, let us get on with it then”
The adviser took a step back
“Get…get on with what” Nenuial picked him up “My proper visual of you dirty and
unclean” “Put me down” The warrior ignored him and began to make his way down
the corridor “I said put me down, I am not dressed!” “Erestor, ore-nin, you are
wearing leggings, as am I” “Nai but I have no upper covering…I never appear so
in front of others!” The slayer chuckled “Yet you were just completely naked
before me a moment ago” “That was different” The warrior tilted his head “How
so” “I…I do not know, you are just different…not put me down!”
To Erestor’s horror, he was
carried into the sparing paddock and marched past the relaxing Thranduil,
Genderel, Glorfindel, Legolas, Faramir and Boromir…who had obviously just
finished with some blade practice. The adviser smacked him on the chest “I said
put me down you red haired…imp!”
Nenuial continued his stroll
across the paddock, heading for the far corner “You know Erestor, in my
profession, I hear a great deal of begging, but until now, I never entertained
yielding…you hand wriggled yourself into my heart and I am unable to cast you
out…you say that you are unclean, dirty…all I see, is the most intelligent,
charming and alluring elf I have ever encountered, so perhaps this will help me
understand” And with that, Nenuial dropped the chief adviser in a knee deep
pool of mud.
Erestor was covered…Erestor was
fuming…Erestor was about to draw blood from king Thranduils personal slayer.
Glorfindel slowly walked over “Nenu…he may be an adviser, but he is stronger
that he looks, I thought you said you would be gentle” “I am being gentle, he
is unhurt…now go away…you are interfering with the healing process”
Nenuial turned back to the mud
pit when he heard the adviser let out a low rumbling growl and thought ‘Good…come
my potential love…beat the Udun out of me’ The onlookers gasped as
Erestor leapt from the pit and lunged at the slayer. Legolas was yanking on
Faramir “For Valars sake Ath-nin! Describe to me what’s happening!” Faramir
began to describe how the mud covered adviser was punching, kicking, clawing
and biting Nenuial.
After about ten minutes, the
warrior began to slowly evade Erestor’s on slot “Erestor, who are you so angry
at” The adviser gave a good punch to his chest “Le!” Nenuial continued to evade
every move the adviser made, never once returning a blow “For the mud bath I am
sure…however, you suffer intermittent bouts of despair, and that I did
not cause. There is one thing that you should know about someone in my
profession…we love a challenge”
The elven warrior could tell
that the adviser was getting tired. He may be strong, but he was not a warrior
and unused to this relentless pace “Now, answer me Erestor…who is it that hurt
you so deeply that you remain aloof to all those around you…and after we shared
that gentle kiss of potential, you now try to pummel my form” Erestor dropped
to his knees panting and trembling as he wiped the mud from his bare chest
“You…you are purposely…trying to incite me”
Nenuial nodded and smiled warmly
at the exhausted adviser, then dropped to his knees before him “That I am” “You
have an odd way of helping those you care about” Nenuial reached forward and
wiped some mud from his cheek “Erestor, I have been alone a long time, being
around you, has opened feelings I had long forgotten. Lord Elrond may attempt
to placate your melancholy but be honest…did I not feel liberating to vent
yourself like that? When I saw you withdraw into yourself, non responsive and
huddling in that corner…I didn’t know what to do…I…”
Erestor put up his hand and
crawled closer “Hush Nenu and…and just hold me” Nenuial complied, stroking the
advisers muddy hair as he slowly rocked the shy elf in him arms.
Legolas’s 49th
begetting day came and went. Boromir fell into a routine of working in the
armoire, and was slowly making friends. Glorfindel woke and absently reached
for the other side of the bed, only to find it cold and empty. Sighing, he
spoke to the empty room “Fair morning Elrond melanin” then made his was to the
desk and began to write his beloved Elrond. The seneschal chronicled the events
that occurred, from there arrival to the present, and that he and Erestor were
coming home.
Glorfindel left the unfinished
letter and made his way to morning meal. After sitting down, he addressed the
table “I am writing Elrond, and plan to send it by bird shortly after we
eat…does anyone have any messages they wish relayed?” Aldamir leaned forward
“Saes, let him know that I followed his instructions, and that the princes
blood not only saved several elves from Orc poison, but it also diffuses Spider
venom as well” Thranduil cleared his throat “Tell him…tell him he is thought
of” Glorfindel smiled warmly and nodded.
Legolas took Faramir’s hand
“Saes, relay to lord Elrond that Ath-nin and I fare very well…oh and to Elladan
and Elrohir, saes, just ask if they remember what Faramir professed to me in
the study that night when he began to hallucinate…and then let them know that
we are very, very happy”
Nenuial took a deep breath
“Saes, let lord Elrond know that Erestor has…befriended and begun a
relationship with an elf, who will be escorting him back to insure his
safety…and hopes that lord Elrond will allow him to reside in Imladris” Erestor
stared in shock at the warrior “You…you would leave Mirkwood?” “To be close to
you? Nai ore-nin” The adviser shook his head “Nay…you protect prince
Legolas…you…you have to slay for king Thranduil…you…” “Shh ore-nin, Legolas is
almost to his majority, he needs me no longer…he has Faramir and Sirith. I am
not needed in that capacity any longer, and as far as my craft is
concerned…there is no reason why the king can not send me written directives by
bird if need be”
Erestor stirred “I work a lot”
Nenuial chuckled “I know” “But you seem so…gregarious, what could you possibly
see in a relationship with me” The slayer shook his head and frowned as the
gathered elves chuckled. Thranduil smirked “Nenu…gregarious, Valar Erestor I
thought advisers were observant…but then, you have been…out of sorts as of
late…in my estimation, Nenu is one of the most reclusive elves I have ever
known…” Legolas sat straight “Actually, he is so very solitary, that Adar has
me sniff him out. When he is not in his study, he is practically...well he just
disappears”
Genderel looked his fellow
adviser dead in the eyes “The only time I ever see Nenu remotely extroverted,
is when he is interacting with lord Glorfindel…and now you…as one adviser to
another, may I offer my opinion?” Erestor nodded “Nai, we have known each other
for a long time…I would value your thoughts” Genderel smiled “I think you
should thank the Valar for placing the rarity of a quiet warrior within your
path…you are an odd match…but a paring that I believe would work” Erestor
nodded “Hannon le Gen”
The shy adviser then looked to
Glorfindel “I swear if Melpomaen teases me about this I’ll…I’ll…” Nenuial cut
in “Ooo…now now ore-nin, calm yourself…there will only be one slayer in this
relationship…now, what was this elf’s name again and what does he look like?”
Erestor’s eyes widened nervously “Nay! Tha…that’s not what I meant!” Nenuial
sat back nonchalantly “I know” The adviser shook his head “What?” “I was
jesting” Erestor turned and smacked his arm “You have a morbid sense of humor”
Nenuial smirked “I’m a slayer…goes with the territory I guess”
Legolas chortled “You two smell
so wonderful right now” Thranduil frowned “Ion…daro…Well I for one believe you
two were meant for each other…Nenu’s dark red hair complements Erestor’s deep
black…Erestor’s chocolate brown eyes bring out Nenu’s moss green…Nenuial kills
for a living, and Erestor never wares anything but black…it is actually quite a
match, now that I think of it”
TBC………………….
Translations:
Ore-nin-----------------My
heart
Le----------------------You
Saes--------------------Please
Daro--------------------Stop
Nai----------------------Yes
Hannon le---------------Thank
you
Melanin-----------------My love
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