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Gifts and Old Traditions
Over the next couple of days,
Erestor received a few more gifts. The adviser laid them out on his bed and
just stared at them, unaware to himself that he was smiling. He was pulled from
his daze when he heard a knock at the door. Only four individuals ever took the
chance of coming to his chamber, so Erestor just yelled forth “Enter?”
Glorfindel walked in and smiled
“I am back!” Erestor rolled his eyes “Obviously…what do you need Glorfindel”
The seneschal winked “Elrond told me about what has been happening between you
and Thranduil…I thought I would come and offer my support”
Erestor sighed, “How long have
you been back?” “Oh, only an hour or so” Glorfindel then looked at the bed “Are
these the gifts?” The adviser nodded and the seneschal smiled “Nice…he must
have spent a great deal of time thinking on them, he knows you well”
The adviser furrowed his brow
“What do you mean” Glorfindel arched his brow and looked over the items that
the counselor had laid out “Well, he gave you some beautiful things, yet they
are practical…the robe, book, hairbrush…practical. Then there is the scented
bath oil, an indulgence…but still practical” Erestor crossed his arms and
sighed “And the bottle of wine?”
Glorfindel nodded “Well, most
give wine as a social gift. I am sure he is hoping that you would go and share
it with him…or at least someone, he is trying to draw you out…smart, but then
again, Thranduil is very intelligent…you two would make a good match. I do not
understand why you do not lay down for him and let him have at you”
Without thought, Erestor
slapped the seneschal “Findel!” Glorfindel drew his hand to his face and rubbed
his cheek “You struck me” The adviser blinked in shock “I…I am sorry Findel I…I
don’t know what came over me” The eldar chuckled “Valar Erestor, had you
actually used a fist behind that throw, it would have been quite an effective
blow”
Erestor lowered his gaze and
looked at the bed “Glorfindel, I do not know how to react to all this
attention. Part of me wants to have him stop, but part of me is…” The seneschal
drew close “Enjoying this?” “Nai, what…what should I do” Glorfindel placed his
hand on his shoulder “Erestor, are you not tired of being alone all the time?
Wouldn’t it be nice to have someone?”
The adviser bit his lip and
whispered “I am lonely…I guess…sometimes” “Well there you go, take the bottle,
go to his chamber, and thank him for the gifts” “But…would that not be to
forward?” Glorfindel shook his head “Nay, now go” “But…” The seneschal grabbed
the robe, forced it onto the dark elf, handed him the bottle and smiled “Go
Erestor, enjoy yourself for once”
A short time later, Erestor
found himself standing outside the king’s chamber. About a half hour passed as
he just stared at the door, when it suddenly opened. Legolas nearly jumped “Ai
good evening counselor” “And to you prince…I did not realize your Adar was
busy…I will go” “Nay, I was just leaving” “Ah, then your Adar will be
retiring…I will go” “Nay counselor, he just finished some papers so…” “Then he
is busy…I will go”
Legolas looked back into the
chamber and noticed his father rushing for the door “Hold Erestor” The adviser
instantly stilled. Thranduil appeared in the doorway, looked at Erestor and
noticed the bottle in his hand. The king then gave Legolas a light hug
“Goodnight ion” The prince took the cue, bowed and left.
Thranduil reached forward, took
the advisers hand and pulled him into the room. As the king locked the door,
Erestor whimpered, “Why…saes, do not lock it my lord” Thranduil smiled “Alright
my tender beauty, if you wish for it to remain unlocked, it shall remain so…tis
a force of habit, being the king, I am constantly interrupted. The only time I
truly get any peace is when I lock my door”
The king then smiled “So, here
we are again, and at such an hour” Erestor cleared his throat and held out the
bottle. Thranduil shook his head “No returns Erestor, that was the deal” “I…I
am not returning it. I was wondering if…err…if you would…uh…” “Erestor, are you
asking me if I would like to have a drink with you?” The adviser slowly nodded
and whispered “N…nai”
Thranduil smiled, took the
advisors hand, led him to the fire and offered him a seat. The Mirkwood king
quickly sat down right next to him and began to pour the wine. Erestor shifted
nervously as he looked around the room, and then noticed that there were quite
a few books stacked about.
As Thranduil handed him a
glass, he cleared his throat “I see you like to read my lord” Thranduil scooted
closer and draped his arm over the adviser’s shoulders “Ahh, that I do. When I
can actually get some time alone that is, as I said, I am constantly
interrupted by my advisors”
Erestor lightly snorted, “Aye,
we have a tendency of doing that. Are you sure you do not wish for your book…”
Thranduil shook his head “Nay, I have it committed to memory. Besides, I
thought you would enjoy restoring it. I know you like such activities” Erestor
nodded “That I do”
Thranduil leaned closer “I have
another gift for you” Erestor placed a shy gaze to the king “Another?” “Ai, and
you must accept it” The advisor sighed “Nai, I will accept it my lord…what is
this gift” Thranduil smiled “A kiss” Erestor drew a nervous breath “But…that is
not a…a gift”
Thranduil arched his brow “I
beg to differ, affection is a gift…one of the purest gifts that one can
give to another” The advisors mind swam with fear, “My lord, I am unused to
such attention…the last time I received any…well…it was not very pleasurable
and I…uh…” Erestor trailed off as he heard Glorfindel’s voice in his head ‘Are
you not tired of being alone…go and enjoy yourself for once’ Thranduil
reached out and caressed his cheek “I have no intention of harming you. Saes,
know this to be true, I would never harm you”
The advisor took a deep breath
“Ve…very well…I…I will accept your gift” Thranduil reached over, then turned
and lifted the dark elf’s chin. Erestor allowed his head to fall back against
Thranduils arm and readied himself. The king leaned in and lightly kissed his
lips, then drew back and whispered “Open to me my tender beauty, let me sample
your sweetness”
The advisor nervously
swallowed, licked his lips and parted them slightly. The Mirkwood king smiled
and slowly claimed his mouth. Erestor could feel Thranduil begin to press more
firmly against him, then noticed that his hand move from his chin, to his
neck…finally resting on his chest. The kings heated mouth began to slowly drag
long kisses from his lips, to his cheek. As Thranduil moved again, and focused
his kisses on Erestor’s neck, he began to feel the advisor tremble.
Before he had a chance to move
away and attempt to comfort his fears, the door flew open “My lord, we need you
to sign this dcou…” Erestor leapt from the setae, sending Thranduil backwards
and quickly bowed “I should go my lord” and scrambled out of the room.
As he made his way down the
hall, he could hear the Mirkwood king yelling at his advisor “Can I not
have one moment alone! Are you all trying to kill me!? Is that
what you want!? For me to never have a moment’s peace!? Get out! Urgh
you cursed paper-shoving sons of wargs! Get out!”
TBC……………………………….
Translations:
Ion-------------------------Son
Nai-------------------------Yes
Saes------------------------Please
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