Title: Games
Author: Morgana
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Web page: http://www.paranoid.nl/avalon
Pairing: Glorfindel/Hephaistion and Elrond/Erestor.
Rating: NC-17
Summary: Elrond and Erestor play their little games in bed at night and Hephaistion
reports in for "Advisor's duty" in the morning.
Disclaimer: All characters
belong to their owners and those are Professor Tolkien and Oliver Stone.
Warnings: Alternate
Universe/ Crossover
Author's note: Beta read by Patricia and DA, thanks sweeties!
All remaining mistakes are
mine.
Games
"You acted most
wicked, defying me at dinner, Elrond." Erestor had long taken possession
of Elrond's lap and was tightly straddling his lover's hips. His long, raven
hair descended down his chest and back and his long fingers trailed down
Elrond's chest. Elrond's nipples were already hard and the half-Elf quivered
beneath him as Erestor twisted the nubs between his fingertips.
"You started the
argument. You always do." But Elrond's voice held no discontentment over
the fact. In fact, he was trying hard not to purr...
Erestor grinned wickedly
and let his fingertips slide toward Elrond's wrists. Gently, he raised his
lover's arms and then guided them toward the headboard. "Grab on, my Lord.
You will need the support."
Elrond quavered at hearing
the promise in Erestor's voice and his fingers curled tightly around the bars
of the headboard. "What are you going to do then?"
"Close your eyes,
Elrond, and let me have my way with you." Erestor could have blindfolded
Elrond, but past experience had taught him that they didn't need such
accessories. Elrond would keep his eyes closed, if instructed so.
Moaning, Elrond closed his
eyes. His body was as taut as a bowstring and he was ready to buck against
Erestor out of passion and need. "Have mercy on me, Erestor."
"Not
yet, my Lord." Erestor
reached beneath the bed and uncovered the large, fluffy feather which he had
hidden there a few nights ago. He had been waiting for an opportunity like this
ever since. Erestor took a moment to take in Elrond's wanton facial expression.
The eyes were closed, the lips pouted, and the jaw tight from anticipation.
Elrond arched his body toward him and Erestor reacted by lightly sweeping the
tip of the feather down Elrond's sternum.
"Oh,
what?" Elrond almost
opened his eyes to find out with what kind of object Erestor was caressing him,
but he remembered his promise to keep his eyes shut at the last moment.
"What are you using on me?"
"Can you not
tell?" Erestor guided the feather lower and the tip brushed against
Elrond's erect member. Elrond squirmed beneath him and Erestor dragged the
feather lower still, letting the soft plume brush against his lover's sac and
then the insides of his thighs. He loved playing these little, harmless games
with Elrond. Such play always heightened their senses and, in doing so, their
lust. "What do you feel, my love?"
"It is soft…"
Elrond chuckled. "It tickles!" His fingers remained locked around the
bars and his eyes closed, but the rest of his body reacted to his lover's
cunning manipulation. He was rock hard and pre-ejaculate already dripped from
the slit.
Fascinated, Erestor
watched how his lover's fluids clung to the tip of the feather when he dragged
it slowly across Elrond's erection again. "Moan for me… I love it when you
make those needy sounds." Erestor leaned in closer and closed his lips
around one of Elrond's nipples. He licked the hard nub and then began to
lightly suckle it.
Elrond arched his back,
bucked, and whimpered. Something soft continued to brush against his member and
Erestor's tongue had curled around his right nipple, sucking on the nub in
earnest. "You are going to make me come…" And he didn't want to come
yet.
Placing the feather aside
for later use, Erestor moved lower and licked up Elrond's length.
The caress almost made
Elrond jump from the bed, for he hadn't expected it, and it felt so good, so
very good. "More…" he begged once he realized his lover's intentions.
Erestor now attended to
his job in earnest. He curled his fingers around the base and then started to lick,
suck, tease, and blow cool air against the twitching tip. His other hand cupped
his lover's sac and gently massaged the sensitive area.
Elrond wanted nothing more
than to let go of the bars and bury his fingers in his lover's thick hair, but
Erestor hadn't given him permission to let go yet and he wanted to indulge his
lover, who had taken him fully into his mouth.
Sensing Elrond's need to
come, Erestor let the now slick flesh slip from his lips. He shifted atop of
his lover, placed his hands against Elrond's chest, and sat down, taking Elrond
inside him in one smooth motion.
Unable to keep his eyes
closed any longer, Elrond stared at his lover in utter adoration. Erestor felt
tight around his pulsing length and so soft – so soft that he was almost afraid
to thrust and hurt his lover. But then Erestor clenched his inner muscles
around him and Elrond threw back his head in ecstasy. "Oh,
Erestor!"
Erestor let his hair fall
in front of his face, bowed his head, and let the strands drag over Elrond's
chest. The caress set off tiny sparks just below the half-Elf's skin and Elrond
thrust upward. Erestor smiled, threw back his head, and, in doing so, his long
hair swept across most of Elrond's upper body and face. The raven curtain then
descended down his back and the ends moved sensually against Elrond's thighs.
After four hundred years, he knew exactly which touches heightened Elrond's
pleasure.
Elrond's fingers slowly
uncurled from the bars and his hands settled on Erestor's waist. He aided his
lover when Erestor raised himself to ride him and all Elrond could do next was
watch Erestor take himself over and over again. A fine layer of sweat formed on
the raven-haired Elf's body and Erestor began to pant softly due to his
exertions.
"So beautiful,"
Elrond whispered in genuine admiration. "And all mine!"
The growl that left
Elrond's lips was the one thing Erestor had been waiting and hoping for, for it
signaled something very important to him: namely that Elrond was about to
assume control. His lover didn't disappoint him. The half-Elf quickly rolled
him onto his back, moved his legs onto his shoulders, and then started to
thrust.
Elrond flexed his hips,
growled, and claimed Erestor as deeply as he could. He wanted to crawl inside
his lover, be as much a part of him as he could, and confirm their love all
over again.
Erestor's fingernails dug
into the sheets and tiny tears appeared in the fabric. Elrond's violent thrusts
shoved him over the bed and he finally achieved what he had set out to do:
Elrond claiming him in a way befitting the Lord of his valley. Oh, he loved it
when Elrond turned possessive and took him this way. "Harder!"
Elrond's fingers squeezed
Erestor's waist tightly and he literally moved his lover on his erection. Once
he tired of that little game, he leaned in closer, placed his hands on either
side of Erestor's head, and delivered a series of hard deep thrusts which made
Erestor squirm and whimper. Those sounds went straight to his groin and only
served to encourage him to establish his ownership of his lover.
Erestor held on for dear
life. The sheet had long torn beneath his clawing fingers and he stared at
Elrond in rapture. "I love you! Love you!" Seeing Elrond move like that,
towering above him and claiming him with such passion and possessiveness pushed
him over the edge. His member twitched and white cream erupted from the head.
Some of it splashed against Elrond's abdomen, but most of it dripped down the
twitching shaft and onto Erestor's groin.
Normally Elrond would
still his movements and allow his lover's convulsing inner muscles to bring him
to orgasm, but today was different. Erestor had teased and challenged him
throughout dinner, had enjoyed playing his game with that wicked feather, and
now Elrond felt the need to show Erestor that two could play those games. Lowering
himself onto Erestor, he pushed his hands beneath his lover's shoulders and
crushed the trembling Elf to him. Delivering deep strokes, his member continued
to hit Erestor's prostate and rub against the silken and contracting walls of
his lover's passage. Erestor trembled in his arms, the dark eyes deepened to
black, and Elrond could tell his lover was on the verge of fainting due to
sheer ecstasy. "Almost…" Thrust. "There…" Thrust. "My…"
Thrust. "Love…" Thrust.
Cold sweat formed on
Erestor's body as Elrond continued to use him in this way and he felt like he
was on the edge of losing consciousness. The expression in Elrond's eyes was
intense and Erestor managed to raise a shaky hand in order to caress his
lover's back, for it was the easiest place for him to reach. "Tell
me…"
Elrond grunted, buried
himself inside his lover's passage one last time, and then collapsed atop
Erestor. Waves of pleasure swept through his body starting from his groin and
he trembled, trying to contain the ecstasy and love he felt toward Erestor.
"You are mine," he whispered as he raised his head. "Can you
feel it?"
Erestor tiredly nodded his
head and the movement caused his brow to rub against Elrond's. "Your
essence is spreading inside me. I feel it…"
Elrond kissed his lover's
damp brow and then panted softly. Making love to Erestor was exhausting
whenever their passion got the upper hand. "You had your wicked way with
me again." He rested his head against Erestor's shoulder and wrapped his
arms around his lover. His eyes were about to close, but hearing Erestor's sped
up heartbeat battering against his ear kept him awake.
"Aye, you took me the
way I wanted you to take me." Erestor gathered his strength and managed to
soothingly stroke Elrond's hair. Elrond was a warm, but comfortable weight atop
of him and his lover was still nestled deep inside him. It would take a little
while for Elrond's member to grow lax again and he savored the feeling of still
being connected to his lover in such an intimate way. "I might act cheeky
again tomorrow."
Elrond laughed and the
movement caused his cheek to rub against Erestor's chest. "Oh, I would not
advise you to act cheeky again tomorrow. You will be rather sore for the next
few days."
"But it was worth
it." Erestor pushed a finger beneath Elrond's chin and raised his lover's
face. Once Elrond was looking at him, he said, "I love it when you move
inside me like that."
Elrond's expression was
soft and tender and he gave Erestor a look filled with love and devotion. "I
love moving inside you, Erestor." Making love had never been as intense
with Celebrían or any of the lovers he had bedded in the past on the
battlefield when he had been looking for some nightly comfort. There was
something about Erestor that made him feel whole. "By the Valar, I love
you so much!"
Erestor felt humble as he
saw the love that shone from Elrond's eyes. "I know you do." He felt
it too. "I need you in order to live. Without you, I am nothing."
Elrond nodded his head and
placed a tender kiss onto his lover's lips. "I am nothing without you either,
Erestor. I need you so much."
Erestor wrapped his arms
around Elrond's waist and, once Elrond rested his head against his shoulder, he
hugged the half-Elf tightly. "I will never stop loving you…"
Elrond closed his eyes and
smiled. He didn't plan on going to sleep yet, but by closing his eyes, he was
able to focus his remaining senses more directly on Erestor and he inhaled his
lover's musky scent deeply. He loved the way some minor muscles twitched
beneath his fingertips while he listened to Erestor's soothing heartbeat. His
member was finally softening and he sighed the moment he left his lover's body.
He would have loved to stay connected to Erestor longer – much longer.
Erestor reacted by
wrapping his long legs around Elrond's waist. They should clean themselves up,
but they both wanted to hold on to the intimacy a little longer.
They remained like that,
curled and wrapped up in each others' limbs until the morning came. They
greeted the new day together and shared a passionate kiss, both vowing to love
the other until their dying day.
~~~
Hephaistion felt lazy and
remained curled up around Glorfindel a little longer. Although the sun had
begun to rise, he didn't feel the need to get up just yet. He wanted to feel
Glorfindel asleep in his arms for as long as possible. He buried his nose in
the golden locks and smiled. Glorfindel was the lover he had always hoped
Alexander would one day turn in to. But he was beginning to see Alexander's
limitations. Throughout the years, Alexander had begun to believe his mother's
tale that he was more than just a man, that he was Zeus' son and therefore
divine and unfaultable. Alexander had always wanted more: more lands, more
lovers, and more fame.
Hephaistion however had
wanted nothing but Alexander's love. He realized now that Alexander's goals and
his had greatly differed...that they had lost their way and had started to
drift apart. They had been destined to spend their last year fighting and, in a
way, their arguments had severed the connection that had so tightly bound them
during their childhood.
But he wasn't yet ready to
let go of Alexander completely. Hephaistion had really loved Alexander. He had
even changed his ways so Alexander would prefer his company above all others,
but in the end, that hadn't been enough and he had lost important parts of
himself in doing so. Now he faced the task of finding himself again.
"It will be a warm
and sunny day." Glorfindel had been awake for hours, but hadn't had the
heart to leave the bed, knowing Hephaistion needed to hold him close. Instead
of leaving the bed, Glorfindel turned in the embrace until he was face to face
with Hephaistion. Encountering a thoughtful expression on his lover's face,
Glorfindel asked, "What troubles you?"
"I am trying to make
my peace with Alexander, but it is harder than I thought." Hephaistion ran
his fingers through Glorfindel's slightly tangled hair. "I gave up
important parts of myself in order to please him – and to make him love me. I
tried to be someone he would love."
Glorfindel nodded his
head. "Aye, that is exactly what you did, but Hephaistion, you *do*
realize that rushing this will not work? Give it time. Give yourself time. You
do not need to change who you are right now. Take the time to discover who you
are."
"And what *if* I
change? Will you still love me then?" Hephaistion lowered his gaze, unable
to look at Glorfindel during that moment.
"I know who you are,
Hephaistion, and I love all those different aspects to your personality. Do not
be afraid. You fear so much! Why?"
Hephaistion made eye
contact and offered Glorfindel a weak smile. "I lost everything once
before. I am afraid I will lose everything again."
"Do you have such
little faith in me?" Glorfindel raised an eyebrow.
"Nay, I have faith in
you, Glorfindel. That is exactly why I am telling you this. If I lacked that
faith I would keep this to myself. I would not allow myself to be this
vulnerable in front of you." Hephaistion hoped Glorfindel understood.
Glorfindel drew in a deep
breath. "Do not force yourself to change, Hephaistion. The transformation
has already begun and the changes will take place bit by bit. It will happen
naturally." Glorfindel brushed Hephaistion's brow with his lips and then
smiled at his lover. "These rooms will always be your home and my arms
will always welcome you, no matter what changes will take place in your life.
Always remember that."
Hephaistion swallowed
hard. "Thank you." Until just then, he hadn't realized just how
unconditional Glorfindel's love was compared to Alexander's. "I will
remember that."
"Good!"
Glorfindel playfully swatted Hephaistion's behind. "And now it is time to
rise. Elrond expects you to visit with him today. You should head for his study
right after breakfast and do not be put off when they are bickering
again."
"I know the
difference by now," Hephaistion answered with a blinding smile.
"Those two love to play their little games."
"Aye,
because they enjoy making up afterwards. Elrond and Erestor's relationship is very different from the one you
had with Alexander."
"I understand that
now." Hephaistion tenderly kissed Glorfindel's lips and then released the
blond Elf from his embrace. "I think I will enjoy spending time with
them."
"Do not enjoy their
company too much for I want you to hurry back to my side when the evening
comes." Glorfindel gave Hephaistion a wink.
"Are you going to
test my stamina in bed then?" Hephaistion was surprised at how easy it was
to react to Glorfindel's teasing. He felt more comfortable around Glorfindel
than he ever had with Alexander. A whole new world had opened for him now that
he was Glorfindel's lover.
"Aye, I might."
Glorfindel settled for a teasing kiss, brushing Hephaistion's lips with his own
before licking his lover's bottom lip. "You might find out this eve – that
is, if I happen to find you naked on our bed."
"Oh, I will be there
– naked and waiting for you." Hephaistion smiled, feeling giddy and happy.
He couldn't wait to find out just how Glorfindel planned to seduce him!
~~~
Hephaistion drew in a deep
breath before knocking on the door that led to Elrond's study. Listening
closely, he could hear Elrond and Erestor talking softly and, for once, they
weren't bickering.
Elrond looked up when he
heard the hesitant knock and knew it was Hephaistion visiting them.
"Please come inside!" He placed the report he had been reading aside
and leaned back into the comfort of his chair.
Hephaistion opened the
door and took a step into the room. Feeling nervous, he offered Elrond a weak
smile. "Glorfindel told me you wanted to talk to me?"
Erestor put down his quill
and studied Hephaistion. He placed his elbows on the table, twined his fingers
together, and rested his chin on the bridge they created.
A quick look through the
room told Hephaistion that Melpomaen was present as well, carrying an
impressive pile of papers from Elrond's desk over to Erestor's. There were
three of them to look after Elrond's correspondence, so why would they need his
assistance?
"Tell me,"
Erestor started. "Do you know how to run an inventory of the food
supplies? We have to prepare for the upcoming festival and then the winter. We
need to make certain our supplies will last through the cold months."
Hephaistion nodded once.
"Aye, I know how to do that." When he had been with Alexander's army,
looking after the provisions had been one of his duties.
"Melpomaen, would you
escort Hephaistion to the kitchens and then the barns so he can take stock of
our supplies? Help him take down count and once the two of you are ready,
report back to us." Elrond smiled at Hephaistion. He could tell that
receiving this task pleased the man. "That should keep you busy for most
of today. If you do not finish today, continue tomorrow."
Melpomaen sighed
dramatically when he placed the pile of paperwork onto Erestor's desk. He was
actually pleased to be ordered to assist Hephaistion for it would allow him to
leave the stuffy study and spend some time in the kitchens and outdoors. It
also meant he didn't have to listen to their bickering all the time. Although
he occasionally fueled their arguments, there were also times when he preferred
some peace and quiet. "I will assist Hephaistion then." He walked
toward the doorway and smiled at Hephaistion. "Please follow me." On
his way out, he picked up paper, ink, and a quill so they could write down
their findings.
Hephaistion bowed quickly
and then followed Melpomaen into the corridor. His conversation with Elrond and
Erestor had not been what he had expected. He had thought they would question
him for a long time before giving him any kind of assignment. Apparently he had
been wrong.
He closed the door to
Elrond's study and followed Melpomaen, who was oddly enough humming pleasantly,
to the kitchens.
~~~
"Did you see the look
on his face?" Erestor picked up his quill again and dipped it in the ink.
"You were right. He
did not expect us to trust him with an assignment right away."
"I do wonder about
the lack of trust between Alexander and Hephaistion." Erestor paused his
writing to look at Elrond. "It is obvious that he wants to please us. He
is doing his best to fit in and he is willing to work."
Elrond shrugged his
shoulders. "Maybe Alexander lost touch with himself? And in doing so, he
lost touch with Hephaistion? I am merely guessing, mind you. I do not know this
Alexander, but it sounds to me that he was a foolish man, giving up on
Hephaistion so easily."
Erestor's lips narrowed
and became a thin line. "I should probably not be saying this, but I am
grateful Alexander deserted Hephaistion for it gave Glorfindel a chance at
loving him. Glorfindel – and Hephaistion -- deserve a love true to them."
"You are so very
right, Erestor." Elrond arched an eyebrow. "Now tell me, did you get
a reply from Thranduil yet? Please tell me that he declined our invitation and
that he will not be accompanying Legolas to the upcoming festival." The
smile that curled Erestor's lips worried him and predicted trouble. "Erestor?"
"I *did* receive a
letter from Thranduil." Erestor had placed the letter aside and now picked
it up. He pushed back his chair and walked over to Elrond where he placed the
sheet of paper in front of his lover.
Elrond stole a glance at
the writing, which he immediately recognized as Thranduil's. "He
accepts?" A deep frown appeared on his brow. In the letter, Thranduil even
mentioned being honored at being invited.
"Aye, he *will* be
accompanying Legolas." Erestor leaned in closer until his face was only
inches apart from Elrond's. "You should feel pleased, my love. The fact
that Thranduil is willing to visit Imladris will improve relations between our
realms."
Elrond however didn't feel
pleased. "There is still a lot of anger in Thranduil. You know that as
much as I do."
"But he is willing to
try to mend the friendship we once shared." Erestor smiled tenderly.
"I believe Legolas has a soothing and calming influence on his
father."
Elrond sighed. Legolas had
become a dear friend throughout the years. It had started many centuries ago
when the Woodland Elf had visited them because he had come of age. The twins,
Arwen, Celebrían, and even Elrond himself had taken an instant liking to the
young Elf. "I will behave," Elrond promised, knowing Erestor would
try to extract that promise from him.
"Time heals many
wounds, Elrond." Erestor moved closer still and deposited a chaste kiss
onto his lover's lips. "You mourned losing Ereinion, who was like a father
to you and then you found the strength to move on. Thranduil mourned the loss
of his father, Oropher. The two of you have something in common; make good use
of that."
"You are so very
wise, Erestor." Elrond raised a hand and cupped Erestor's cheek, tenderly rubbing
his fingers against his lover's skin. "Your words are sound, but I fear I
will need your guidance when Thranduil arrives. Going back to arguing with
Thranduil will be much easier than trying to befriend him and I will need you
at my side to keep me from making that mistake."
"I will be there, my
love." Erestor curled his fingers around Elrond's and then moved them
close to his lips. He kissed the fingertips and nodded his head once. "You
will manage just fine."
The faith Erestor had in
him never ceased to amaze Elrond and he loved Erestor even more because of it.
~~~
Hephaistion found that he
enjoyed Melpomaen's company. The Elf possessed a lovely dry sense of humor that
could be a bit sarcastic, which was just the way he liked it. They worked side
by side, Hephaistion counting the supplies in stock and Melpomaen penning down
the numbers. Hephaistion also got to know the cooks and some of the servants,
and so time passed by quickly that day. Looking up, he found the sun was about
to set and Melpomaen had put his quill down and was capping the ink well.
"We will continue
tomorrow," Melpomaen announced while eyeing a huge pile of assorted fruits
which the cook had placed on the table in case they should grow hungry. The
whipped cream placed beside it had an even more luring effect on Melpomaen and
he snuck toward the table.
Hephaistion smiled and
seated himself opposite Melpomaen once the dark-haired Elf was sitting down.
Melpomaen selected a
strawberry, dipped it into the whipped cream, and then put it into his mouth.
His toes curled at the delicious taste. "You should try one too."
Unable to resist,
Hephaistion tried some of the sweet delicacy as well. Nodding his head, he
smiled. "That tastes good."
Melpomaen selected a slice
of apple and nibbled on it. He knew there was another reason why Elrond had
assigned him to help out Hephaistion. Elrond hoped they would become friends, since
they would be working together in the future. "Are you beginning to feel
at home here, Hephaistion?"
"I am."
Hephaistion ate an orange slice and his fingers quickly caught the juice that
dripped from his chin. "I did not think most of the Elves would welcome me
with open arms, but they did."
"The fact that Vairë
herself saw to it that you traveled to Imladris to live your second life here
impressed many of us. It is not common for one of the Valar to intervene in the
lives of
"My position at
Alexander's court was so very different." Hephaistion's voice became
distant, as did the expression in his eyes. "I was the King's lover and
many envied me because I had his love. They were jealous." Hephaistion
lowered his gaze. "I did not have any friends and I was afraid the same
thing would happen here in Imladris."
Melpomaen gave Hephaistion
a look filled with sympathy. "You must have led a lonely life then."
"Not at first,
because I still had Alexander's love at that point. But once I lost it… I held
a position similar to Erestor's, but another advisor called Eumenes undermined
my position and, instead of supporting me, Alexander chose Eumenes' side."
Reaching out in sympathy,
Melpomaen rested a hand atop of Hephaistion's. "Then your lover did not
really love you."
Hephaistion raised his
gaze and shyly met Melpomaen's eyes. "I know that now. I see the truth
each time I look upon Erestor and Elrond and the way they interact."
Melpomaen briefly rubbed
Hephaistion's fingers. "Let go of the past. You no longer live that life.
Glorfindel is your lover now – your future. And believe me when I say that many
Elves envy you for having his love." Melpomaen saw the sudden concern in
Hephaistion's eyes and realized his new friend had taken his words the wrong
way. "Nay, not like that. They want Glorfindel to be happy and they accept
that he has chosen you as his lover. No one will shun you or act jealously
toward you."
"I hope you are
right. Until now I did not realize that Glorfindel had suitors, which…"
"Hephaistion? Glorfindel makes his own decisions and he chose
you." Melpomaen interrupted Hephaistion before the man could finish his
sentence. "And the Elves respect his decision."
Melpomaen's answer
reassured Hephaistion somewhat, but unwittingly the young Advisor had given him
another thing to worry about. Had he made enemies because he had Glorfindel's
love? Was history going to repeat itself after all? Would he become isolated
because they envied him for having Glorfindel as his lover?
"I do not know what
you are thinking, but it strikes me as something hugely unpleasant, judging by
the worried expression on your face." Melpomaen regretted having brought
up their topic. "You are well liked, Hephaistion. No one will hate you for
having Glorfindel's love and devotion. We Elves are not like that. We accept
what happens and we move on." He was trying hard to reassure Hephaistion,
but could tell by looking at the worried look in the clouded eyes that he
hadn't succeeded. Maybe he should seek out Glorfindel and tell him what had
happened. Maybe the blond warrior could undo the damage he had accidentally done.
~~~
Glorfindel returned to
their rooms to tidy up before dinner. He had spent most of the day putting
together new duty rosters and establishing who was going to lead which patrol.
He preferred physical work over that kind of paperwork, but sometimes he had no
choice. The rosters had to be ready in time. And just when he had thought his
day could only become better, a distressed Melpomaen had entered his office,
telling him guiltily that he had unintentionally managed to upset Hephaistion.
Speaking of Hephaistion…
His lover was standing on the balcony and was looking out over Imladris.
Hephaistion seemed to be particularly fond of the waterfall and he had found
his lover staring at the water before. Wrapping his arms around Hephaistion's
frame, Glorfindel pulled him close to his chest. The fact that Hephaistion
easily gave in and pressed back reassured him. "Melpomaen visited with me
a moment ago. He believes he upset you and feels badly because of it."
"It is not
Melpomaen's fault. It was just something he said which worried me."
Hephaistion placed his hands atop of Glorfindel's wrists and closed his eyes,
savoring the feel of the warrior's body supporting his. It was getting easier
to tell Glorfindel about his fears. With Alexander, he had never felt safe
enough. Alexander had always maintained they had to be strong and should not
discuss their weaknesses.
"Was it the fact that
he pointed out to you that I had suitors in the past? Did he also tell you that
I rejected them? I only settle for true love, Hephaistion, and I found that in
your arms." He began to turn Hephaistion in the embrace and once they were
face to face, he placed a finger beneath Hephaistion's chin and raised his
lover's face so Hephaistion's blue eyes had to meet his. "Imladris is
different from the court you lived at, Hephaistion."
Hephaistion drew in a
shuddering breath. "I am beginning to see a pattern here. I am so afraid
history will repeat itself that I feel insecure about everything."
Glorfindel nodded once.
"It is normal for you to feel that way." What Hephaistion needed was
time…and maybe a distraction. "Elrond asked me to test the waters with you
where organizing the upcoming festivities are concerned. Imladris is famous for
her summer festival and that time is approaching fast. Erestor will be
stressed, Elrond distracted, and Melpomaen overworked."
"And they want me to
help?" Hephaistion appreciated the lengths to which everyone was going to
in order to make him feel welcome and needed.
"It is my guess that
Erestor is already counting on you to assist him. Erestor works hard,
Hephaistion...maybe a bit too hard. Elrond is an excellent ruler, but enjoys
distracting Erestor with their bickering, which results in Erestor getting less
work done than he should."
"So Elrond is to
blame?" Hephaistion chuckled.
"Aye, he is, but
Erestor will never call him on it. Erestor loves Elrond too much to end their
bickering. All Erestor needs is an assistant." Glorfindel frowned.
"That is, if you do not think that is below your standing. I know you
answered to no one but your King in your first life
and now you would answer to Erestor and…"
"Who is worrying
now?"
The radiant smile
Hephaistion gave him told Glorfindel that his lover had put his worries aside
for now. "Are you ready to join our friends in the Hall of Fire for
dinner?"
Hephaistion nodded once.
"And tell me more about the upcoming festival. If I am to help Erestor
prepare for it, I need to learn more about it."
Glorfindel raised
Hephaistion's hand and pressed a kiss against the palm. "I will tell you
everything you need to know, including all the rumors and this year's gossip."
~~~
That evening, Hephaistion
felt much more comfortable sharing jokes and he even briefly took part in
Elrond and Erestor's banter. Glorfindel encouraged him and the blond Elf even held
his hand for everyone to see.
One thing that had been
lacking from his relationship with Alexander had been a public display of
affection. Alexander had always done his best to keep their relationship out of
the public eye, even when most people had known they were lovers. Things were
different with Glorfindel, who seemed proud to show him off as his lover and
Hephaistion drank in all the attention the fair Elf was bestowing on him.
"So it is agreed? You
will assist Erestor in organizing the summer festival?" Elrond wiggled an
eyebrow.
"You are eager to put
him to work!" Glorfindel observed.
"If Hephaistion
agrees, it means Elrond can hog Erestor for a longer period of time. He is
being selfish," Melpomaen deadpanned. "I am surprised you did not see
his hidden agenda."
"My,
my Melpomaen!" Elrond
exclaimed. "If I did not know any better I would think you are trying to
start an argument with me!"
Elrohir and Elladan
exchanged grins. It had taken Melpomaen some time to build the confidence to
challenge their father in a verbal duel and they were now looking forward to
seeing Elrond and Erestor team up against 'poor' Melpomaen. But they were
wrong. Instead of teaming up against Melpomaen, Erestor took Melpomaen's side
in the argument and the bickering renewed all over again.
Hephaistion, who had been
listening to their bantering, now shook his head. Elrond didn't stand a chance
against the two advisors and he decided he needed a break from their arguments.
Leaning in closer, he whispered into Glorfindel's ear, "Will you join me
for a walk along the Bruinen? I do not wish to be cooped up in here all
evening. I want to draw in some fresh air."
Glorfindel instantly liked
the idea. "And as it is still rather warm, we might even go for a
swim." Much was still left unclear about Hephaistion's life there on
Middle Earth. Glorfindel was fairly certain that Hephaistion was immortal. After
all, Vairë had said so, but he didn't know if the man was susceptible to the
cold. Glorfindel felt it was time to find out where they stood. Rising from his
chair, he pulled Hephaistion to his feet as well. He laughed at Elrond and
said, "Please excuse us, but I doubt you will even notice our absence since
you are so busy arguing."
"You are
excused," Elrond answered while bringing Erestor's fingers to lips so he
could brush them over the fingertips. The moan that floated from Erestor's lips
made him hard and he gave Erestor a look that warned his lover to stop acting
cheeky or the Chief Advisor would feel even sorer in the morning.
Realizing it might be wise
to stop challenging Elrond, Erestor gave in and
settled for leaning against his lover. He rested his head on Elrond's shoulder
and enjoyed the quiet of the moment, hoping it would last a bit longer.
Glorfindel fell into step
beside his lover and they exited the Hall. "Come this way…"
Glorfindel pulled Hephaistion down the corridor, having just thought of
something. "Would you mind going there on horseback? I have been
neglecting Asfaloth and he would welcome the exercise. He is strong enough to
carry us both."
Hephaistion didn't mind.
"Let us head for the stables then." They actually giggled and
chuckled as they broke out into a run. Hephaistion loved feeling this carefree.
It reminded him of the early years in which Alexander had truly loved him.
/Nay, I cannot think about that now… Glorfindel is my love now./
~~~
While Asfaloth took to
grazing, Glorfindel and Hephaistion removed their clothes and waded into the
river. The water was cool, but not cold and Hephaistion determined he would
stay warm at any rate since Glorfindel had begun chasing him. The two males fooled
around, dunking and splashing each other while merry laughter and so-called
shocked gasps filled the air around them. Hephaistion felt light-headed, maybe
even drunk on love.
In the end, Glorfindel
pulled a struggling Hephaistion onto the shore with him. They ended up entwined
with each other, laughing, tickling, and kissing. Ithil was full that night and
the silver rays easily pierced the thin, spare clouds in the sky.
Glorfindel ended up atop
of Hephaistion and he grinned as he looked into Hephaistion's laughing eyes. The
auburn hair was still wet and clung to his lover's throat and shoulders.
Droplets of water slid down the handsome face and the skin beneath his
fingertips was moist.
Hephaistion felt utterly
relaxed and comfortable with Glorfindel sprawled on top of him. He placed his
hands on either side of the Elf's head and ran his fingertips along the pointed
ears. "I always wanted to do that."
Glorfindel quivered at the
sensual touch and grew hard within seconds. "Oh, that is the spot…"
Hephaistion's eyes gained
a curious quality as he watched Glorfindel close his in bliss. "You like
that?" Until now, he hadn't considered the possibility that the pointed
ears might be one of Glorfindel's most erogenous zones. So he repeated the motion
and the fair Elf started to thrust against him.
"Oh, you undo
me!" Frustrated because they had brought no oil, Glorfindel opened his
eyes and gave Hephaistion a needy look. "You make me hard and then…" They
couldn't make love for he refused to proceed without some sort of lubricant.
"I do not mind… You
can take me." It had happened more than once that Alexander had had no oil
handy. "Use your saliva."
But Glorfindel remained
adamant. "Nay, I refuse to take you that way. I will not hurt you." Hephaistion's
eyes suddenly changed color – they deepened, and then turned violet. The change
worried Glorfindel, who hoped he hadn't made a grave mistake in judgment.
"You must understand… I do not want to see you in pain…certainly not from
what I had inflicted upon you." Oh...Hephaistion began caressing his ears once
more and his lover used his strength to pull him close.
Hephaistion understood
Glorfindel's reason for not claiming him and approved. The fact that Glorfindel
would set aside his needs in order to keep him from injury meant a lot to him.
"Let me," he whispered, bent on pleasuring Glorfindel.
Glorfindel had turned to
putty in Hephaistion's cunning hands and moaned needily. He lowered himself
onto Hephaistion and rubbed his lower body against his lover's groin, creating
a lovely friction between them. Their erections slithered alongside each other,
while all the while Hephaistion's fingers continued to lightly stroke the tips
of his ears.
Hephaistion arched beneath
Glorfindel and managed to capture an earlobe between his teeth. Sucking on the
delicate flesh, he stole one hand lower toward their groins and caught their
erections in a firm grip. Pumping them simultaneously, he focused on running
the tip of his tongue along the arc of Glorfindel's right ear. Unwilling to
neglect Glorfindel's other ear he rubbed the lobe gently between his
fingertips.
Glorfindel came
surprisingly fast. With Hephaistion caressing his ears and his lover's hand fisting
their members, he failed to keep back his orgasm. It was one of the most
intense climaxes he had ever had and, while the semen sprung from the slit, he
quivered fiercely against Hephaistion.
Hephaistion couldn't help
it: he chuckled softly at feeling Glorfindel spend in his hand. "I will
use this knowledge to my advantage now that I know how sensitive your ears
are."
Glorfindel trembled in the
aftermath and small amounts of fluid still leaked from the head of his organ.
"You learn… quickly…" The way he had reacted to the caresses which
Hephaistion had bestowed onto his ears had surprised him as well. It was a well
known fact that an Elf's ears were sensitive, but Hephaistion touching them had
been enough to bring him to orgasm! "I will find your sensitive spots as
well, I promise," he purred, needing a moment to catch his breath.
Hephaistion hadn't come yet and he fully intended to return the favor once he
had found his lover's most erogenous spot!
"You do not have to.
Just enjoy the feeling coursing through you right now."
Glorfindel raised his head
and studied Hephaistion's eyes. His lover was honest. Hephaistion didn't expect
him to return the favor at the moment. "I will not leave you hard and in
need of release." Oh no...he planned on taking
his time to explore and map his lover's mouth-watering body. "Turn around
for me." He raised himself long enough for Hephaistion to turn onto his
stomach and then straddled his lover's impressive thighs. "I will wrestle
you any time, but right now, I want to do more delicious things to you."
Hephaistion drew in a deep
breath, closed his eyes, and relaxed as Glorfindel's hands moved down his broad
back. The long fingers trailed down his spine and ended up cupping and
massaging his buttocks. A moan tumbled from his lips and he tried to push
closer to Glorfindel's hands.
"Nay let me do
this." Glorfindel took his time massaging the firm mounds of flesh. He
then let his fingertips slide down Hephaistion's cleft, but since he didn't
have any oil handy he deserted the idea of pleasuring his lover in that way. He
moved his fingers down Hephaistion's inner thighs and his lover eagerly parted
his legs. Glorfindel leaned in closer and kissed along the thighs until he
encountered the back of the knee. Letting the tip of his tongue pop out, he
licked there.
Hephaistion squirmed
beneath Glorfindel, but it still wasn't the passionate response the blond Elf
had been hoping for. Maybe he would have more luck if he moved up Hephaistion's
waistline. Gently, he kissed his way from the small of Hephaistion's back to a
shoulder and then licked along the nape of his lover's neck.
Hephaistion's reaction was
instant. He quivered beneath his lover while his fingers clawed at the grass
and pulled the roots from the earth. Panting softly, he pushed himself away
from the ground and managed to prop himself up on all fours.
Glorfindel smirked when he
had found *the* spot. "Did I find it?" he asked teasingly. He moved
until he was kneeling behind Hephaistion and then wrapped an arm around his
lover's waist, pulling him into an upright position.
But Hephaistion was long
past forming a coherent response and instead flexed his hips.
Glorfindel quickly curled
his fingers around his lover's weeping member, giving Hephaistion a chance to
create the friction he so desperately needed in order to find release. At the
same time, his lips attached themselves to Hephaistion's neck. First, he
suckled the skin, but then also started to push the tip of his tongue against
the now sensitive skin.
Hephaistion turned his
head, giving Glorfindel even easier access to that little spot on his neck that
made his world spin.
Glorfindel, still suckling
the soft skin between his lips, hummed against Hephaistion's neck. His lover
was beautiful moving like this. Hephaistion thrust violently into his hand and
at the same time swayed against him, clearly on the edge of reaching climax.
Hephaistion's breath came
in short and violent gasps. Feeling Glorfindel's tongue, lips, and even teeth
against his neck, seemed to increase his sensations tenfold. Tumbling over the edge,
he thrust into Glorfindel's hand the moment his lover nipped his skin. It was a
shallow bite, one that didn't even break the skin, but it was enough to make
him scream out his pleasure.
Awed at the reaction he
had managed to draw from Hephaistion, Glorfindel gently licked up the column of
his lover's neck. At the same time, warm cream landed on his hand and dripped
down his wrist. His lover had finally found release. "You are quite
amazing, Hephaistion," Glorfindel whispered into his lover's ear after
dragging the tip of his tongue from Hephaistion's neck to just below his right
ear. How was it possible that Alexander had grown tired of having someone as
passionate and willing as Hephaistion in his bed? Glorfindel was at a loss to
explain it. "So very amazing."
Hephaistion slumped
against Glorfindel and two strong arms locked around him, keeping him upright. "I
did not know…did not know I would…react like that."
"It is never too late
to learn." After saying that, Glorfindel indulged himself by sucking
lightly on Hephaistion's earlobe. That only served to send more spikes of
pleasure through Hephaistion's body and Glorfindel felt extremely pleased with
his newly-found way of bringing his lover to orgasm. "I wonder what else I
will discover about you. I will learn to play your body like Lindir plays his
flute, Hephaistion. I will find out what touch makes you squirm, what touch
will prolong your pleasure, and what position will make you scream out my name
in ecstasy."
Hephaistion groaned. If he
hadn't come a moment ago, he would have come from listening to Glorfindel's
seductive words. "Have mercy on me."
"I will…for
now." Glorfindel slowly lowered Hephaistion back onto the grass. "The
water of the Bruinen is still warm. We should use it to clean ourselves up and
this time I promise you that I will behave. I will not splash or submerge
you."
Hephaistion felt utterly
sated and relaxed as he fingered a lock of Glorfindel's still damp hair. He
gave his lover a long, thoughtful look and then smiled. "Maybe *I* will
misbehave for a change." He had never had the luxury of being able to
misbehave in his life with Alexander. Alexander had always needed him composed
and well-behaved.
"Oh, now you made me
curious!" Glorfindel, energized, jumped to his feet and pulled Hephaistion
along with him.
Hephaistion was still
smiling when he followed Glorfindel into the water. The first thing Hephaistion
did was to dunk Glorfindel and then to kiss him beneath the surface of the
water.
The end
(TBC in time)