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zhieThe first half of the last part is done; since I must sleep, then work, then run errands, I am posting this first half of the last part now before I run away... because I'm noticing a restlessness of the natives...
After comfortably draping his arm over Erestor, Glorfindel snuggled himself up so that his chest was against Erestor’s back. He could feel how tense the slighter ellon was, so he nuzzled his neck and asked, “How was your day?”
“How... was... my day?”
Glorfindel placed a chaste kiss on Erestor’s jaw, missing his cheek. “Yes. Was it good, was it bad, do I need to go into council tomorrow and punch someone for you?”
“Only if you are going to punch your fist through their head,” answered Erestor mischievously, thinking back to the words Glorfindel had said to Rumil. “Because that, I would like to see.”
“Really? Depending on who it is, it can be arranged.” A moment later, Glorfindel was laughing, and Erestor then joined him. “You know, I would never really punch my fist through someone’s head, right? I meant I would punch him; I have no idea how I came to say that- ye valar, I thought that little warden was going to piss himself!”
When Erestor let out a snort, it only served to make Glorfindel laugh harder. “Honestly, how was your day, my dear?”
The term of endearment made Erestor stifle his laughter into an uncomfortable silence. Finally he shrugged the shoulder that was pointed to the ceiling and mumbled, “It was alright. Just the usual- without you in the council, everyone was fighting with everyone else.”
“Really? I always wonder why the others become civil when I am around,” said Glorfindel, repositioning one of his legs over one of Erestor’s beneath the covers.
“Probably because you have that certain something that makes everyone submit to your will.” Erestor relaxed a little, expecting the inevitable.
“Maybe.” Nestling his head down onto his pillow, Glorfindel allowed a yawn to escape from his lips. “Well, tomorrow they shall be polite and congenial when I get there. Else, I shall have to threaten them with a fist through the head.” He chuckled softly, and stretched his neck to kiss the top of Erestor’s head. “Eru bless you, sweetheart. Good night.”
Erestor stared across the room in confusion for the next ten minutes, until he heard light snoring behind him. He managed to look over his shoulder to see that the blond’s head had lolled back so that his blank gaze was directed toward the ceiling.
His first thought was to wake Glorfindel, for surely he drifted into reverie unknowingly. But he had said good night, so perhaps his plan was for them to have sex in the morning instead. It certainly made more sense, for Glorfindel was likely tired from his travel that morning.
The even breathing against his back vibrated gently throughout his body, and Erestor decided to close his eyes and sleep without fear of someone suddenly entering his bedchamber in the middle of the night.
---
“Tomorrow I will be leaving for the borders,” Glorfindel informed Erestor over breakfast, a meal they now shared together in Erestor’s rooms, which had slowly become their rooms. Glorfindel slept there, eventually brought his possessions into the room over time, and over the past six months had moved everything that had once been in his rooms to mingle with the items in Erestor’s. The smell of fresh air and the sea was now joined by grass, earth, and occasionally the smoky scent of the Hall of Fire on nights when Glorfindel passed through the hall on his way home.
Erestor nodded. “You will return in a month,” he assumed, but Glorfindel shook his head.
“Two months.”
“Two months?!”
“Two months,” repeated Glorfindel as he peeled the rind from an orange.
Holding his mug of coffee between his hands, Erestor shook his head to clear it. “Why two months?”
“It is what Elrond decided upon,” Glorfindel said carefully. The truth of the matter was that he had requested some time off after his tour, to be spent away from Imladris. So, Elrond had decided that Glorfindel should take a month; however, his reason for this short holiday was something he wished to keep secret from Erestor.
Erestor slumped in his chair. “I will see you in two months then.” Suddenly realizing that with Glorfindel leaving that the blond might finally take the initiative to do something in bed other than sleep, Erestor straightened back up. “Is there anything I can do to help you get ready, then?”
“Impatient to be rid of me?” asked Glorfindel with a smile and a wink.
“No, I just thought-“ Erestor was interrupted by a sharp knock on the door. He looked to it with confusion as Glorfindel stood up and walked briskly over to open it. Although it had been months since anyone had come by looking for late night companionship, Glorfindel had still insisted upon opening the door whenever anyone called.
“Lord Glorfindel.” The page at the door bowed, looking out of breath. “Your horse has been readied and the rest of the party leaving for the borders has been assembled for more than an hour. I was sent to see if anything was the matter.”
“Oh, damn.” Glorfindel drummed his fingers on the side of the door. “Tell them I will be right there.” The page nodded emphatically and ran down the hallway as Glorfindel closed the door. “I miscalculated. I thought it was tomorrow that I left,” apologized Glorfindel as he began to gather what he needed as quickly as possible. “Can you find my other cloak, the heavy one?” he asked as he shoved this and that into a leather sack and slung it over his shoulder.
Pulling the requested garment from the closet, Erestor abandoned their breakfast to join Glorfindel as he hurried down the hall. “Two months and I will return. I am sure with the treaties the council is arguing over, you will not miss me for a moment.”
“You know that is not true,” said Erestor, rushing to keep up with Glorfindel’s pace. “Is there anything I should do while you are away?”
Pausing at the main door that led out to the courtyard, Glorfindel gave Erestor an adoring smile. “Nothing in particular that I can think of. Whatever you like- I trust you.” He pushed the door open, holding it for the dark elf before exiting himself.
“There you are. You had us worried.” Elrond, whose schedule had been free for the morning, had decided to see off the guards who would be swapping places with those finishing their tours of duty.
Elrohir, who had been standing alongside Asfaloth, handed the reigns to Glorfindel. “Stay safe, Uncle Fin,” he said, giving the older elf a quick hug before Elladan stepped over and did the same.
“Thank you. Take care of yourselves and your sister,” he answered back. Glorfindel waited until the twins wandered back to their father near the stairs and then glanced over at Erestor. All it took was a little frown to get the other ellon to come to his side. “Take care, Erestor. I am going to miss you while I am away.”
“I will miss you, too,” admitted Erestor. His bottom lip quivered as it hit him how long two months was going to be. “Eru bless you, Glorfindel, and keep you safe.”
“Thank you, sweetheart. And the same to you.” Ignoring everyone else in the courtyard, Glorfindel stepped closer and placed his hand on Erestor’s cheek, smiling as the touch was accepted and leaned into. “I love you.” Leaning in, his lips brushed Erestor’s, and he deepened the kiss when he was sure Erestor would not pull back. A second kiss graced Erestor’s forehead before Glorfindel broke their contact and mounted his horse.
As the party rode away, Erestor stood away from the other elves on the steps, watching the group of warriors disappear past the gate with a mix of emotions on his face. “Erestor? Are you alright?”
The counselor turned to find Elrond next to him, a look of concern on his face. “It was... just unexpected,” he said softly.
“What was? His departure?” asked Elrond in confusion.
“No, I knew he was leaving.” Erestor looked again in the direction of gate. “He just... never kissed me like that before.”
After comfortably draping his arm over Erestor, Glorfindel snuggled himself up so that his chest was against Erestor’s back. He could feel how tense the slighter ellon was, so he nuzzled his neck and asked, “How was your day?”
“How... was... my day?”
Glorfindel placed a chaste kiss on Erestor’s jaw, missing his cheek. “Yes. Was it good, was it bad, do I need to go into council tomorrow and punch someone for you?”
“Only if you are going to punch your fist through their head,” answered Erestor mischievously, thinking back to the words Glorfindel had said to Rumil. “Because that, I would like to see.”
“Really? Depending on who it is, it can be arranged.” A moment later, Glorfindel was laughing, and Erestor then joined him. “You know, I would never really punch my fist through someone’s head, right? I meant I would punch him; I have no idea how I came to say that- ye valar, I thought that little warden was going to piss himself!”
When Erestor let out a snort, it only served to make Glorfindel laugh harder. “Honestly, how was your day, my dear?”
The term of endearment made Erestor stifle his laughter into an uncomfortable silence. Finally he shrugged the shoulder that was pointed to the ceiling and mumbled, “It was alright. Just the usual- without you in the council, everyone was fighting with everyone else.”
“Really? I always wonder why the others become civil when I am around,” said Glorfindel, repositioning one of his legs over one of Erestor’s beneath the covers.
“Probably because you have that certain something that makes everyone submit to your will.” Erestor relaxed a little, expecting the inevitable.
“Maybe.” Nestling his head down onto his pillow, Glorfindel allowed a yawn to escape from his lips. “Well, tomorrow they shall be polite and congenial when I get there. Else, I shall have to threaten them with a fist through the head.” He chuckled softly, and stretched his neck to kiss the top of Erestor’s head. “Eru bless you, sweetheart. Good night.”
Erestor stared across the room in confusion for the next ten minutes, until he heard light snoring behind him. He managed to look over his shoulder to see that the blond’s head had lolled back so that his blank gaze was directed toward the ceiling.
His first thought was to wake Glorfindel, for surely he drifted into reverie unknowingly. But he had said good night, so perhaps his plan was for them to have sex in the morning instead. It certainly made more sense, for Glorfindel was likely tired from his travel that morning.
The even breathing against his back vibrated gently throughout his body, and Erestor decided to close his eyes and sleep without fear of someone suddenly entering his bedchamber in the middle of the night.
---
“Tomorrow I will be leaving for the borders,” Glorfindel informed Erestor over breakfast, a meal they now shared together in Erestor’s rooms, which had slowly become their rooms. Glorfindel slept there, eventually brought his possessions into the room over time, and over the past six months had moved everything that had once been in his rooms to mingle with the items in Erestor’s. The smell of fresh air and the sea was now joined by grass, earth, and occasionally the smoky scent of the Hall of Fire on nights when Glorfindel passed through the hall on his way home.
Erestor nodded. “You will return in a month,” he assumed, but Glorfindel shook his head.
“Two months.”
“Two months?!”
“Two months,” repeated Glorfindel as he peeled the rind from an orange.
Holding his mug of coffee between his hands, Erestor shook his head to clear it. “Why two months?”
“It is what Elrond decided upon,” Glorfindel said carefully. The truth of the matter was that he had requested some time off after his tour, to be spent away from Imladris. So, Elrond had decided that Glorfindel should take a month; however, his reason for this short holiday was something he wished to keep secret from Erestor.
Erestor slumped in his chair. “I will see you in two months then.” Suddenly realizing that with Glorfindel leaving that the blond might finally take the initiative to do something in bed other than sleep, Erestor straightened back up. “Is there anything I can do to help you get ready, then?”
“Impatient to be rid of me?” asked Glorfindel with a smile and a wink.
“No, I just thought-“ Erestor was interrupted by a sharp knock on the door. He looked to it with confusion as Glorfindel stood up and walked briskly over to open it. Although it had been months since anyone had come by looking for late night companionship, Glorfindel had still insisted upon opening the door whenever anyone called.
“Lord Glorfindel.” The page at the door bowed, looking out of breath. “Your horse has been readied and the rest of the party leaving for the borders has been assembled for more than an hour. I was sent to see if anything was the matter.”
“Oh, damn.” Glorfindel drummed his fingers on the side of the door. “Tell them I will be right there.” The page nodded emphatically and ran down the hallway as Glorfindel closed the door. “I miscalculated. I thought it was tomorrow that I left,” apologized Glorfindel as he began to gather what he needed as quickly as possible. “Can you find my other cloak, the heavy one?” he asked as he shoved this and that into a leather sack and slung it over his shoulder.
Pulling the requested garment from the closet, Erestor abandoned their breakfast to join Glorfindel as he hurried down the hall. “Two months and I will return. I am sure with the treaties the council is arguing over, you will not miss me for a moment.”
“You know that is not true,” said Erestor, rushing to keep up with Glorfindel’s pace. “Is there anything I should do while you are away?”
Pausing at the main door that led out to the courtyard, Glorfindel gave Erestor an adoring smile. “Nothing in particular that I can think of. Whatever you like- I trust you.” He pushed the door open, holding it for the dark elf before exiting himself.
“There you are. You had us worried.” Elrond, whose schedule had been free for the morning, had decided to see off the guards who would be swapping places with those finishing their tours of duty.
Elrohir, who had been standing alongside Asfaloth, handed the reigns to Glorfindel. “Stay safe, Uncle Fin,” he said, giving the older elf a quick hug before Elladan stepped over and did the same.
“Thank you. Take care of yourselves and your sister,” he answered back. Glorfindel waited until the twins wandered back to their father near the stairs and then glanced over at Erestor. All it took was a little frown to get the other ellon to come to his side. “Take care, Erestor. I am going to miss you while I am away.”
“I will miss you, too,” admitted Erestor. His bottom lip quivered as it hit him how long two months was going to be. “Eru bless you, Glorfindel, and keep you safe.”
“Thank you, sweetheart. And the same to you.” Ignoring everyone else in the courtyard, Glorfindel stepped closer and placed his hand on Erestor’s cheek, smiling as the touch was accepted and leaned into. “I love you.” Leaning in, his lips brushed Erestor’s, and he deepened the kiss when he was sure Erestor would not pull back. A second kiss graced Erestor’s forehead before Glorfindel broke their contact and mounted his horse.
As the party rode away, Erestor stood away from the other elves on the steps, watching the group of warriors disappear past the gate with a mix of emotions on his face. “Erestor? Are you alright?”
The counselor turned to find Elrond next to him, a look of concern on his face. “It was... just unexpected,” he said softly.
“What was? His departure?” asked Elrond in confusion.
“No, I knew he was leaving.” Erestor looked again in the direction of gate. “He just... never kissed me like that before.”
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Date: 2006-05-15 05:42 am (UTC)*hugs*
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Date: 2006-05-15 07:47 am (UTC)*phew*
I was almost going to cry!
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Date: 2006-05-15 11:41 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2006-05-15 12:43 pm (UTC)Angelfire
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Date: 2006-05-15 04:08 pm (UTC)Heheheh I love how Erestor is all confused about how Glorfindel aint bangin him! HA!
More woman! We just got a little habachi grill so camping on your doorstep wont be to hard!
~DarkDreamer
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Date: 2006-05-15 06:40 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2006-05-15 07:25 pm (UTC)YOu evil, evil Zhie!
Must...have...more!Please??
**huggles**