Becoming Destiny | By : Liliana Category: -Multi-Age > Het - Male/Female Views: 3046 -:- 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. |
Author Notes:
The term ' Fenneth', is one I have come across in quite a few fanfics by different authors. Thus, I assume that it must have some basis in canon.
Aglarien: Thank you for the compliment! :)
Jasmine: I hope you don't mind cliffhangers too much, ' cause this story has..ahem..a few of them. ;)
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CHAPTER 4:
Gondolin: First Age
The last few years before Erestor's majority had been good. He had excelled in his studies and knew that he had a bright future in diplomatic service to the palace. The unique coloring that had once been the source of so many taunts and suspicions was begining to attract a different kind of attention and Erestor noticed an increasing number of young elleths, as well as ellons, studying him with a strange new light in their eyes that at first he could not decipher.
He figured it out soon enough.
The fateful morning that marked the end of his contentment began like all others before, with Erestor blinking out of reverie to see Anor streaming its welcoming rays through the open balcony doors. It was but a moment later, that he became aware of an insistent throbbing between his legs. His hand, seemingly of its own accord, came to rest upon that spot, sending a jolt up his spine. A part of him was stupefied and almost frightened as his hand formed a fist around this new hardness and began to pump it with ever-increasing speed. His body quickly became taut as a bowstring from the overwhelming sensations wrought by each stroke, until all thought ceased as a wave of almost excrutiating pleasure washed over him. It was followed by a jet of warn fluid that released with exquisite force onto his stomach and over his hand. Erestor was vaguely aware of hearing the sound of his own broken moans within the roaring in his ears and then all was quiet again, save for his labored panting as he struggled to calm his trembling body.
He laid, wide-eyed, for a long time in what had always been the tranquil haven of his chamber, knowing that nothing would ever be the same again...
Fenneth was the period of sexual awakening that marked the impending arrival of every elf's majority. It was a time of playful exploration as young elleths and ellons rediscovered one another in pleasurable new ways. Older elves smiled indulgently at the sight of young ones touching furtively before scampering off to one of the many ' secret' places the elders remembered so fondly.
Occassionaly, this joyful play led to some ellons and elleths finding their paths with those of the same gender. While not as common as opposite pairings, this type of relantionship was not frowned upon by the elves, who considered almost all forms of love to be as Eru intended. Only one type of joining was forbidden. That among close kin.
But such thoughts were far from the minds of those who dwelled in the fair city of Gondolin. The exuberance of Fenneth had taken hold and it seemed that all creatures and flowers opened themselves up to the song of Spring.
All but one.
Erestor had become steadily more withdrawn. Since that fateful morning, he had awakened every day to the rough touch of his hand. It did not take him long to realize that his desires were of a much baser nature than those around him. Were others indulged in soft kisses and gentle caresses, his nightly dreams were filled with visions of nails racking trails down his back, of teeth biting him to just past the point of pain; of his fingers digging as he pounded his pleasure into willing flesh. Of taking....and being taken.
Yet the sight of other ellons and elleths only filled him with dread. Erestor was afraid, so desperately afraid of what might happen if he ever accepted any of the unspoken invitations in their eyes. But his need was also growing desperate, until he felt himself being pulled past his limits, like a rapidly fraying rope with too much stress at both ends.
His withdrawal had not gone unnoticed, though it was often attributed to the fact that his unique coloring perhaps made him more reticent to approach potential partners. His Ada ribbed him good-naturedly about ' getting on with it', yet his Naneth had grown strangely contenplative whenever she gazed upon her son.
It was she who suggested that Erestor accompany her to the family's country retreat, citing her need for a short holiday. His Ada had objected at first, wanting them to remain as he could not get away from his duties to go with them. But times were peaceful and his Naneth promised to take an escort and so the Lord relented, for he could never deny his Lady for long.
Thus Erestor, his Naneth and two guards set out for the countryside a few days later, departing on a bright and sunny spring morning.
It was three days to his majority.
TBC...
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