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A Lonely Love	By : Erviniae Category: -Multi-Age > Slash - Male/Male Views: 12228 -:- 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.

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Chapter 6

Carandhol and Sirlith walked quickly towards the barracks, laughing and throwing each other sidelong glances. Nearing their destination, Carandhol stopped to pull out a key and beckoned Sirlith to follow him.

Unlocking the door to the office that he shared with Glorfindel, Carandhol let Sirlith in.

As soon as the door closed behind them, Carandhol pulled Sirlith against him hard. Sirlith smiled and growled kissing his captain roughly.

�Mmnnn, Cara, are you sure about this?� Sirlith said against those luscious lips he was kissing, as hands rubbed against his solid arse.

�Very,� hissed Carandhol as he began to strip Sirlith quickly of his tunic.

�What of Eres�� Sirlith started to say as two fingers abruptly cut him off as they were put against his lips. �Do not speak that name here, it matters not.�

�Whatever you say,� grinned Sirlith wickedly as he fell to his knees pulling down Carandhol�s leggings in one swift movement.

Carandhol grinned and looked down as his elf hood was subsequently devoured before his eyes. �Yes!� he cried out and he grabbed fistfuls of Sirlith�s sandy, brown hair.

Sirlith smiled and grabbed his fellow warrior�s hard muscled backside and took as much of his pulsating length in as possible.

Carandhol groaned loudly and pulled at Sirlith�s shoulders, signaling for him to stand. �Let us move to the rugs, this cannot be comfortable for you,� he crooned.

They fell to the floor and soon Sirlith and he were completely naked and rutting as boars in heat during mating season. They sucked and licked at every inch of skin they could find as Carandhol hovered above Sirlith on all fours, taking in the whole extent of the warrior�s hard and dripping length in one swift movement.

Sirlith bucked and took in the length bobbing down in front of his wanting lips. Together they moved in a harmony of motion drawing to its inevitable conclusion-the mutual palliation of their physical desire.

The two warriors groaned their release as they came in spasms of ecstasy into each other�s mouths, each milking the other dry. They both then collapsed on the floor sweating and breathing heavily, utterly spent.

�Yes! Cara, Elbereth�So g-good,� Sirlith cried out in his afterglow. Carandhol smiled wide in agreement.
Erestor left the Hall of Fire feeling contented and happy. He adored the twins and loved nothing more than to relish them with stories.

He entered his empty rooms and refused to let the emptiness seep into him this eve.

As he readied himself for sleep he thought on the shared game of chess with Glorfindel. The warrior surprised him. He was a formidable player and proved a challenge for Erestor this night.

What really surprised Erestor was how comfortable he felt around the Captain of Imladris. Glorfindel proved to be easy to talk with and to his astonishment, was quite intelligent and learned in most subjects. They fell into an easy banter, as much as he would as if he were with Elrond.

Erestor smiled as he lay in bed and thought of Glorfindel. He was a good friend with Carandhol, was he not? Although, he was nothing like his husband in temperament, they must have much in common, well besides the obvious, that is. He also knew that Carandhol treated everyone differently than he treated him.

He felt drawn to Glorfindel, as if they were friends forever, and those eyes! Erestor blushed, embarrassed at noticing another�s eyes. Sighing, he fell asleep trying to decide just what color blue they were.

He awoke a few hours later due to the loud sounds of a drunken Carandhol banging against furniture in their sitting room. �Wargs piss,� came the response to his sensitive ears.

Erestor sighed and moved onto the left side of the bed to give ample room for his husband to climb in.

Carandhol went to the bathroom to wash up and then climbed into bed naked, neither touching nor saying a word to Erestor.

Erestor soon heard the sounds of deep sleep emanating from the right side of the bed. Funny, how he felt more alone in his bed with Carandhol there, than he did when the bed was truly empty.

Rising just before dawn, as was his want, Erestor moved to get out of bed but was unable to, as he had an arm draped across his torso and heavy breathing in his neck.

Pulling at the arm, he unsuccessfully tried to move it, then stilled, as he felt a hardness press against his lower back. Closing his eyes, he pretended that the arms wrapped around him, were of someone who truly loved him, someone who wanted to cuddle with him and to share sweet nothings with him.

�Get the oil,� was what he heard instead.

Sighing, he reached over on the nightstand to retrieve said oil. He began to turn around onto his back, when Carandhol grunted.

�No,� he instructed, �on all fours.�

�I�d rather not face away.� Replied Erestor into his husband�s green eyes.

�Look, I�m about to burst here husband,� he sneered that last word, � and this is easiest for me.�

�What about what I w-want?� Erestor stuttered.

�When I�m done you can find your release.�

Erestor, defeated, turned over and stared at their ornate headboard.

Carandhol oiled himself and thrust into Erestor with only the barest preparation on his part.

Erestor cried out in pain as he bit his bottom lip, drawing blood.

Carandhol began setting a furious pace, intent on his own release only.

Erestor stared blankly ahead.

Carandhol grunted, finding his release quickly, almost immediately pulling out of Erestor.

Erestor hissed in pain as he turned around to face his husband.

Carandhol looked back at Erestor with a smirk on his face, �you can find your release in front of me, I do not care.� He headed towards the bathroom.

�Will you not bring this to me?� asked Erestor.

Carandhol did not even look back at Erestor. �I�d rather not touch you more than is necessary.� Then the door closed behind him.

Erestor closed his eyes in pain, he felt as if he had been punched in the gut with those words. He hugged his arms around his stomach and curled up onto his left side, tears soaking the pillow.

Carandhol emerged from his bath and looked at the obviously crying elf on the bed.

�Weakling,� he thought to himself in disgust and left to start his day.

Hours later, Erestor was working at his desk in silence. He barely spoke to anyone unless it was necessary. His mood was dark and self-loathing. After all these years, he had begun to believe Carandhol�s words and actions. He felt undesirable and ugly.

Just then two energetic elflings came through his office door with Celebrian and Elrond.

Erestor stood in respect and bowed his morning greetings to all.

All responded in kind, even the twins, though Erestor failed to notice due to the heaviness around his heart. The twins looked at their parents in encouragement.

�That was very proper,� smiled Celebrian to her sons� disappointed eyes.

�Yes, excellent form my sons,� encouraged Elrond as he gave the glare to Erestor.

�Y-yes, forgive me Lord Elladan, Lord Elrohir, that was wondrous indeed.� Erestor stammered guiltily.

He received two identical sets of smiles in reply.

�We missed you at breakfast this morn,� stated Elrond into his advisor�s eyes, trying to read his mood.

�Thank you,� was all Erestor said.

�Guess what, Restor,� whispered Elrohir coming to stand next to Erestor.

�What, little one?� Asked Erestor kindly.

�After icky, yucky, porridge,� pouted Elrohir as both elflings stuck out their tongues, and Elrond rolled his eyes, �we saw your Cara.�

�You did.� Stated Erestor calmly.

�Yes,� added Elladan. �He was kissing a big warrer.� And Elrohir held open his arms to demonstrate the word big. They both got a fit of giggles then.

Elrond and Celebrian stared at each other in shock and embarrassment. They both looked over at Erestor at the same time.

�We are sorry,� they whispered.

Erestor shrugged his shoulders in reply, �They are but innocent elflings.�

Each proceeded to pick up a still giggling elfling to take them out of the room.

�Bye Restor,� they waved as they were carried out.

Erestor smiled after them in reply.

�Ada, Nana,� asked Elrohir, �Why is Restor sad?�

Elrond and Celebrian looked at each other, then Elrond spoke, �Why do you think he is sad?�

�Cause, his eyes are not happy, silly Ada!� said Elrohir matter-of-factly. Elladan shook his head to agree with his twin.

�I do not know why my sons.� Fibbed Elrond.

�Maybe he needs a kiss,� said Elladan.

�Or a hug,� agreed Elrohir as they both tried to go back to the direction of Erestor�s office. It was all so simple to them in their innocence.

�Sometimes, we must leave an elf to his thoughts.� sighed Celebrian as they directed their sons back the other way.

TBC�..
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