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FIC: Unforgettable - Book 4, Chapter 2
Jan. 22nd, 2009 01:29 amUnforgettable
by Zhie
Rated NC17 for the entire thing
Book 4; Chapter 2 of bunches
Overall part 91
All about Glorfindel and Erestor, and lots of other Gondolin folk
But, mostly them
Archived at Phoenix - http://phoenix.zhie.us & LOTR FanFiction - http://www.lotrfanfiction.com
No explanation was asked for, and so, none was given. Tauniel was nowhere to be seen, but faintly Glorfindel could hear her in the tiny kitchen, humming to herself. A few minutes were spent in a relaxed embrace, until Faelion snuck his way under the blanket to join Glorfindel. Faelion snuggled up with his chest to Glorfindel’s back and rested his chin upon the blond’s shoulder. “I adore your wife. She actually helped me strip off my clothing when we noticed you stirring so that you would awaken to beautifully bare me instead of me hopping around with one foot in my pants.”
“Very generous of her, as always,” remarked Glorfindel. One of his arms was draped back around his waist in order to make further contact with Faelion. “I suppose she is making supper?”
“Aye,” mumbled Faelion. He reached over and poked at the pillows that were left unused on the other side of the bed. “I think I saw someone put something under there for you to find.”
“Oh?”
“I know someone did, because I was the one who did it,” whispered Faelion to Glorfindel secretively.
( The rest is under here, too hot not to get LJ cutted )
by Zhie
Rated NC17 for the entire thing
Book 4; Chapter 2 of bunches
Overall part 91
All about Glorfindel and Erestor, and lots of other Gondolin folk
But, mostly them
Archived at Phoenix - http://phoenix.zhie.us & LOTR FanFiction - http://www.lotrfanfiction.com
No explanation was asked for, and so, none was given. Tauniel was nowhere to be seen, but faintly Glorfindel could hear her in the tiny kitchen, humming to herself. A few minutes were spent in a relaxed embrace, until Faelion snuck his way under the blanket to join Glorfindel. Faelion snuggled up with his chest to Glorfindel’s back and rested his chin upon the blond’s shoulder. “I adore your wife. She actually helped me strip off my clothing when we noticed you stirring so that you would awaken to beautifully bare me instead of me hopping around with one foot in my pants.”
“Very generous of her, as always,” remarked Glorfindel. One of his arms was draped back around his waist in order to make further contact with Faelion. “I suppose she is making supper?”
“Aye,” mumbled Faelion. He reached over and poked at the pillows that were left unused on the other side of the bed. “I think I saw someone put something under there for you to find.”
“Oh?”
“I know someone did, because I was the one who did it,” whispered Faelion to Glorfindel secretively.
( The rest is under here, too hot not to get LJ cutted )
