Title: Erestor's Lamb
Author: Aprilmoon
Email: Aprilmoon08@yahoo.com
Pairing: Glorfindel/Erestor
Rating: NC-17
Warnings: Get ready to laugh your behind off, and do not drink or eat
anything with this chapter. Not responsible for choking if you do not
heed warnings.
Disclaimer: They all belong to Tolkien.
Summary: What things can do for your sex life?
Beta's: Vesta
A/N: Any last mistakes are mine.


It had been a very hot day and the only thing Glorfindel wanted to do
was to take a hot bath and fall asleep for about a hundred years or so.
Besides being hot, he had had two soldiers hurt during training, and
had caught Elladan trying to drown his sister for the second time of
the day with his twin egging him on with a chant. He had been happy
when Elrond had finally come out and had taken charge of the three
feisty little tikes. He had another word for them, but they were his
Lord's children after all.

He slowly but surely made his way towards his chambers, hoping beyond
hope, that he would be able to get some sleep tonight. He felt that if
he could make it his chambers before Erestor, he would be all right.
It was not that he feared running into the counselor, but that Erestor
would find him. He was tired and all he wanted to do right now was
sleep. Was that really too much to ask for? No it wasn't, and he felt
that as the protector of Imladris and Captain of her guard he
should be given certain rights and privileges. Unfortunately not
everyone would see it that way, and that one person was his beloved
Erestor.

Glorfindel went up the steps of the Last Homely House and peeked inside to
see if anyone was about. He looked left. He looked right. He saw no
one in sight. He entered the house and quickly made a mad dash towards
the living chambers of the house. He let out a sigh of relief knowing
that he had not been caught. He looked down the corridor leading to
his chambers, and seeing no one about swiftly walked down the corridor
until he reached his chambers. Glad that he had made it this far
without being noticed he opened his chamber door and walked in,
slamming and locking the door behind him.

He knew that his victory was short lived when he turned around and
there sitting before him was his beloved Erestor waiting patiently for
him. Glorfindel let out a small groan when he came to the realization
that all was lost and there would be no sleeping until Erestor said
so. He looked up and decided his only option was to plead his case to
his beloved to see if he could gain some mercy from him.

Unfortunately, Glorfindel knew that no matter how much begging or
pleading he tried, he would not get what he felt he deserved.
Glorfindel just knew by the way that Erestor was looking at him that
all was lost. Hanging his head in defeat he made his way over to
Erestor, who gave him a loving kiss and then pointed to the bathing
chamber with a gleam in his eyes. Glorfindel looked at him once more
before stopping and saying,"Can I at least bathe first?" Erestor
cocked his head to the side and without saying words nodded a yes, but
with a look that said `make it quick.'

Erestor went back to finishing up with what he was doing before
Glorfindel had returned to the rooms. He had not finished getting
ready when Glorfindel had appeared. He wondered if he had been trying
to avoid him, and if that was why he seemed to be sneaking into their
rooms. Erestor decided not to think about it. He would not dwell on
something as trivial as Glorfindel sneaking into the rooms, for he had
an idea that was the case.

Glorfindel sat in the warm water letting it caress him. He just wanted
to soak a little bit, clean himself, and then get some rest. But by
the looks of it, it looked as if Erestor had other ideas on his mind.
He could just tell what Erestor wanted, and by what Erestor was
wearing he knew it was that time once again. Glorfindel knew that
Erestor would see to it that the proper attire was laid out for him,
and that everything would be taken care of for the evening.

Glorfindel washed his hair and body, and then soaked in the water for
just a few minutes more before climbing out of the bathing pool. He
picked up the towel and started to dry himself off. The last thing he
did after drying his hair was to add some oil to get the tangles out.
He wanted to make sure that when he pulled it back into a ponytail,
that all the hair would stay put. Erestor would not be happy if any of
his hair was sticking out. Erestor seemed to be a little more intense
when it came things like this. When he was set on something, it had to
be perfect. He would not condone anything that was less than perfect.

Glorfindel took one last look into the mirror before he started to
dress. He made sure that none of his hair had escaped captivity, and
that each strand was oiled and slicked down well. He grabbed the first
item and started to clothe himself. He made sure that each piece was
put on correctly and that it was fitted securely to his body. He
checked once again to make sure that everything was securely fitted
before he left the bathroom. Then he opened the door to see his sweet
faced mate sitting on the bed in all of his glory.

Erestor could not have done a better job even if he tried. There he
was sitting on the bed with the most innocent look Glorfindel had ever
seen. He looked Erestor over thinking how nicely the clothes he wore
made him look. If Glorfindel did not know better, he would have
thought Erestor a female. Glorfindel could not believe it. His cold
and sharp tongued advisor looked like someone who tended to sheep on a
daily basis.

The dress was a rich blue with a tight bodice, which fell to his
mid-calf. The skirt was big and fluffy, due to the many petticoats
that were under it, and skin tight white stockings, that he could
clearly see due to the fact that the dress had ridden up some for
Glorfindel to see some of the Promised Land. On Erestor's feet were
black leather shoes with a strap that went across the top of the foot,
and buckled at the other side. And for the final piece, there was the
large Shepherd's Cane that was resting against the bed with a large
blue bow around the top of it.

His hair was fixed in black ringlet curls, and pulled back with a
clasp with a big blue-gray bow on the top of his head. Erestor had
make-up on his face, which seemed to add a little color to his
features. And to top it all off, he had on a shade of red lipstick
that gave his lips an even more pouty look than they already were. The
entire look made Glorfindel go hard in an instant. No longer was he
tired. He wanted to ravage his sweet, innocent looking Advisor right
on the bed he sat on.

Erestor knew what he was doing. He just had to lean back the right
way, and give the right look, and he would have Glorfindel on his
knees in an instant. But the outfit Glorfindel wore gave little to the
imagination. For there he stood in all his own glory. His lamb. He
wore an outfit that made him look like a very large lamb, which
included black stockings that went up to his thighs, and long silky
gloves that went almost to his shoulders. And on top of his head was a
hood with little black ears and curved horns. There was one thing
that Erestor loved about this outfit, and it was that he had made sure
that there was no covering of the groin area. The outfit had been made
so that Erestor would be able to take Glorfindel into his mouth
without removing any clothing. Also, if Glorfindel wanted to ravage
him there would be nothing in the way to stop him.

Erestor got up from the bed and started to move towards his mate. In
the sultriest voice he could muster up he said, "Has my lamb been a
good boy?"

All Glorfindel could do was nod his head, and hope Erestor was going
to put him out of his misery soon. He was hot, aroused, and the
thought of anyone seeing him in such an outfit didn't help matters
much. But that voice of Erestor's just made his blood boil, and made
him harder than he was before. The very sound made the temperature of
the room go up several degrees. He could not help with what he was
about to do next. He grabbed Erestor, and pulled him against his body
and crushed their lips together. Erestor pushed away, and ran towards
the opposite side of the room.

"If my lamb wants me, he is going to have to catch me. What does my
lamb say to that?" the sultry voice said again.

Glorfindel smiled and did what any self loving lamb would do. He
answered with a bleat. Erestor gave the biggest smile he ever had to
Glorfindel, or to anyone in that manner. Glorfindel was happy to know
that he had been the one to make him smile like that. Erestor hardly
ever smiled, and when he did it seemed like it was forced. But when
the two of them were alone together, Erestor seemed to smile and just
be happy. It was something he felt honored to have been able to witness.

He took one look at Erestor, and with the stealth of a warrior started
to chase Erestor around their rooms, while making "baaaaa" sounds.
Erestor just laughed and squealed and kept dodging Glorfindel's attempts
at capturing him. When Glorfindel had finally captured his elusive
lover, he picked Erestor up, petticoats and all, and sat him down on
the desk that just so happened to be in front of their window.
Glorfindel saw no harm in this, because hardly anyone passed by this
side of the house during the day.

After he sat down his laughing lover, he made quick work of spreading
his legs, and positioning himself between them. Glorfindel pushed up
the skirt and the petticoats, and began to touch the cool, creamy
stocking clad skin beneath his fingertips. The higher his fingers rose
the more skin he came into contact with. Glorfindel looked into
Erestor's silver gray eyes, and saw the longing in the depths that
possessed him. Glorfindel kept letting his hands go higher and higher
until he came up to Erestor's hips, and with a grin realized that his
love wore no undergarments.

"Now, now my Shepardess where are your undergarments?" Glorfindel said
with a cheeky grin.

Erestor lowered his eyes like an elfling would caught stealing a
cookie. "I forgot them in my haste this morning. I forgot where I put
them, so I just dressed without them. And anyhow, I enjoy feeling the
cool breeze between my legs. It reminds me of your touch."

Glorfindel just looked at him, and without notice sheathed himself
fully into Erestor. He could feel himself glide smoothly into him, for
Erestor always made sure to prepare himself before their little games.
Erestor wrapped his legs around Glorfindel, letting the feeling of the
silk stockings caress some of the exposed skin, and pulling him closer
to his lover. He enjoyed doing these things with Glorfindel. He loved
Glorfindel, and he couldn't get enough of him.

Glorfindel pulled Erestor closer to him, so he could establish better
contact with him. As soon as he knew Erestor was ready he started to
thrust into the yielding body. He started off with slow shallow
thrusts, then started to thrust deeper and harder. He could hear
Erestor start to moan louder and louder, as he pushed himself further
and harder into his body. Soon Glorfindel was laying Erestor on the
desk and laying his legs over his shoulders to gain better access to
Erestor's passage. The skirts flew over Erestor's head obscuring his
face, while the petticoats obscured Glorfindel's.

"Glorfindel harder please. Touch me. Make me come," Erestor begged.

"Your wish is my command my love," Glorfindel said between moans of
pleasure.

Glorfindel started pounding harder and harder, and the desk started to
rock and make strange sounds. Glorfindel worried that the desk would
break, and decided to move Erestor to the bed for safety's sake. He
grabbed the advisor, without disconnecting them and then pulling from
him momentarily flipped him onto his belly so he could pound into him
from behind. He entered him and started thrusting harder and harder,
deeper and deeper, and started to stroke Erestor's hardness in tandem
with his thrusts. In but a few short moments both he and Erestor were
climaxing. Glorfindel just slumped over his lover, and kissed the back
of his neck.

"We need a bath my love," he said between him panting for air.

All Erestor could do was nod his head in agreement with him.
Glorfindel removed himself from inside Erestor, and moved off of him.
He made quick work of removing his little costume, and then started to
help Erestor remove his clothing. As Glorfindel was taking off the
clothing he noticed that Erestor was still a little erect.

"Did I not satisfy you enough my love?" Glorfindel asked.

"It isn't that. You know I need more sometimes." Erestor said in a
small voice.

Glorfindel took it upon himself to make sure his lover was satisfied.
He kneeled in front of Erestor and took Erestor's length into his
mouth. He loved Erestor's taste. It was one of the most wonderful
things about him, not to mention his scent. Glorfindel worked at
sucking the length. He knew Erestor was close by the way he grabbed at
Glorfindel's hair, and pulled at him to come closer and suck harder.
He felt Erestor shudder, and then his mouth was filled with Erestor's
seed. He loved it. He made sure to drink every drop of the sweet
elixir. When he was through, Glorfindel got up and pulled his lover
close. He held him for a moment before he gathered Erestor in his
arms, and pulled him towards the bathroom for the two of them to bathe.

Young Rúmil had been watching everything take place. He was only
thirty and had wondered what had been going on. He ran to his two
brothers, who were talking to some other elves he didn't know. When he
had come upon his brothers he was going to tell them what he had seen.
He might only be an elfling, but he knew sex when he saw it, for he
would watch his brothers when they had elleths over to their home. But
before he could say anything, one of the new recruits, who had been on
patrol duty for over three weeks, had shown up at the same time that
Rúmil had, and decided to tell the other elves what he had seen.
"I will tell you something. I must need sleep badly, because I could
have sworn I saw the largest sheep bedding a young maid in the
strangest position," he said with a look of confusion to his face
while rubbing his tired eyes.

Haldir just looked at him for a moment, and thought about his first
time on patrol. "I completely understand. My first time I came back
from a patrol, I could have sworn I saw a horse bedding what looked
like a chambermaid."

All the elves told related stories, but Rúmil knew it was no
coincidence. All those other times must have been the two lovers he
watched from his hidden spot within the trees.

The End.