Title: An Act Of Love
Author(s): marchwarden23
Fandom: LOTR/Middle Earth/AU
Rating: NC-bloody-17
Disclaimer: I don't own these darlings, but I do enjoy borrowing them. Don't sue, all I have is bus money and pocket lint.
Betas: Not this time. Have the fear.
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Archive: Take me, but tell me where.
Cast: Erestor/Glorfindel
Summary: Our favourite advisor gets a big surprise. PWP, BDSM lite
Notes: This is mental masturbation, pure and simple. Oh, and the stuff between the / / are thoughts.

After what was quite possibly the most boring meeting of the past month, Erestor wanted nothing more than to relax in a hot bath with scented oils and a nice glass of miruvor at his side. Hours upon hours of pouring over documents and records was his element, but tonight he was unaccountably restless and just wanted to soothe his mind and body. He knew Glorfindel would be more than happy to help get his mind off this odd mood, but he didn't think that having a tumble would be the answer.

As he entered their chambers, he started to unbutton his velvet robes, noticing that the chambers were dark except for the low burning fire in the main room. He figured that either Glorfindel had turned in early or was still having dinner in the dining hall.

Erestor lit a candle which he carried with him to the bathing chamber. He placed his robe and the candle on a nearby table and was about to take off his shirt when he felt a hand clamp over his mouth and another hand grab a wrist only to wrench it behind his back.

The body that pressed up behind him captured the other arm between them and crushed in closer until Erestor could feel his captor's hot breath against his neck. He struggled to try and break free from the grip but to no avail. Despite his warrior's training from years past, he knew his captor had the advantage here and gave up his struggle in an effort to hopefully make things easier on himself. Tears welled up in his eyes as desperation and fear overcame his initial urge to fight, wondering where his Glorfindel was so that he could.....

"You're going to do everything I tell you."

/Glorfindel?/

"You won't question me. I'm going to remove my hand from your mouth and you will not make a sound."

Erestor couldn't believe his ears. This was Glorfindel saying and doing these things to him. The hand was removed from his mouth and he was pushed forward, the grip released on his wrist as well. He swivelled quickly around and stared at his lover. Glorfindel stood there, looking back at him with concern in his eyes. Quietly, Glorfindel asked "This is what you want, right? I don't want to hurt you, ever. Say the word and it ends here."

Erestor understood immediately when he saw the look in his partner's eyes. It took him back to the conversation they had a few nights ago that left Erestor feeling as if he had hurt Glorfindel, or worse, made him feel that he was an inadequate lover.

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"You come back from training with you troops, we kiss, we cuddle, we have nice slow sex, and go to sleep. I want...something else." Erestor blushed furiously and sought composure as he tilted his head down, using his long raven hair as a shield from his lover's awestruck gaze. "I want you to be forceful, rough. Cruel. I want you to take me, use me, posess me. Make me feel like I'm yours and claim me completely." Erestor felt fat, hot tears of shame roll down his cheeks, expecting rejection and anger from his bonded mate.

Glorfindel could only sit there and blink, not knowing what to say or how to let Erestor know that he loved him more than anything else. He saw a darkening splotch on the silk quilt and realised that Erestor was crying.

"My beloved, I will never, ever do anything to hurt you or make you feel uncomfortable. I love you so very much...and I'm not sure what you ask of me. I show you my love every way I can....how is it that being cruel to you will be an act of love?" He reached out and tilted Erestor's chin up, noticing the wet trails down his cheeks and his eyes tightly shut. "Look at me, love. Please help me understand? If I'm not making you happy, you must tell me."

Erestor swallowed the lump in his throat and looked at his lover, eyes meeting in the firelight. He was so beautiful, so graceful, so strong. Glorfindel was named perfectly, his golden blonde hair glowing with an inner light borrowed from the sun. He had eyes the colour of a summer sky, perfect clear blue and shining with radiance from a flawless face, creamy pale skin, a strong jaw, delicately arched eyebrows, perfect ruby lips. Erestor shivered under the gaze and wondered how to say what he needed to say tactfully so as to avoid insult.

"I have never been happier than when I am in your arms and you are in my heart always. I know that you love me and would never hurt me, but what I ask of you will not cause me any harm. I have never told you of my desires before because I didn't want to scare you or alienate you....I wanted to wait until I felt comfortable brining it up at a point when I knew that our trust and love in each other could withstand anything. Please, don't think of it as inadequacy, but as a different level of how we can express our love for each other." Erestor hung his head again, hoping for the best and expecting the worst.

Glorfindel stared, enraptured by the deep mahogany eyes that poured out so much emotion with his speech. He would never tire of looking at his lover, the silky jet black hair that hung to his hips, the smooth alabaster skin, the deep pink of his sweet lips, the slender fingers that toyed with his hair when he was nervous. Glorfindel wanted nothing more than to make his partner happy, and would be willing to do this....thing he asked.

"Yes."

Erestor looked up at Glorfindel, in shock over the single word that left his lover's mouth. He shivered again in anticipation of this agreement and added one final request.

"You mustn't let me know when. Just...take me. Claim me."

"Anything for you, sweet one. Kiss me."

They fell against each other, kissing deeply and holding on tightly, and laid back against soft pillows which soon cradled them to sleep.

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Erestor looked at Glorfindel who waited for an answer before continuing. The light of the single candle glinted off sky blue eyes and slightly parted lips, the hesitant look on his face belying his eagerness to see where this takes them. Erestor looked intently at his lover and nodded his assent. The trembling that overtook him at that moment was quickly replaced by instantaneous lust as Glorfindel closed the space between the two of them.

Glorfindel was having a hard time doing this, being rough and forceful to his love, but he knew this is what Erestor wanted and craved. A small part of him was also intrigued and felt that he could enjoy it as well...which is why he agreed. Closing his eyes and allowing himself to hurt the one he loved, he grabbed his lover by the upper arm and dragged him into their sleeping chamber.

Glorfindel threw Erestor on the bed and saw those beautiful chocolate eyes widen and darken with lust. Glorfindel reached for the small knife he kept in his belt and unsheathed it, the blade gleaming in the dim light.

"Get your clothes off."

Erestor obeyed, unbuttoning his shirt and slipping it off. He kicked off his boots and started to unlace his leggings. Suddenly the blade was touching his chin, causing him to look up and meet his lover's eyes, a tremour of fear running through him.

"You take too long. I grow impatient."

Glorfindel lowered the knife to Erestor's lacings and slipped the tip underneath, drawing it up swiftly and slicing through the leather cording. The soft suede it was holding together parted and fell away, revealing Erestor's rapidly hardening shaft.

"Take it off or I cut them off the rest of the way."

Erestor pulled his leggings off quickly and lay back on the bed, sprawled and inviting his lover to take him. He watched as Glorfindel lit a few more candles and brought one over to the bedside table.

He felt his entire body shivering with anticipation and need.

"I want you to see what I'm doing to you. Watch."

Glorfindel still standing next to the bed, brought the knife down and let the blade rest against Erestor's inner thigh. He dragged it up slowly, pressing it slightly into the skin so it left a pale pink trail up his leg. He could see that Erestor's body was trembling and that his arousal was completely hard. He met his lover's gaze and brought the knife to the base of his shaft, resting it there.

Erestor was helpless against this onslaught of sensation, trying not to move to avoid injury, but unable to keep from shivering. He watched the blade creeping up his leg, deadly and cold and so very sharp. He watched his lover lay the knife against his erection and desperately fought the urge to thrust as contact was made. Their eyes met and Erestor gave a brief nod for him to continue.

Glorfindel brought the tip up and up until it was resting on the head of his lover's arousal.

"Mine."

Erestor's eyes fluttered shut and his head fell back as he gave breath to a quiet moan. He could feel beads of sweat begin to form on his forehead with the strain of keeping still. Then the sensation of cold steel was gone. He looked back to Glorfindel who had moved to the top of the bed and was staring down, eyes dark and full of need.

"Undress me. And don't take forever. I may have to correct you."

Erestor whimpered softly and sat up, one leg on each side of Glorfindel. His eyes were at the level of Glorfindel's chest which was quickly revealed after robes and shirt were done away with. He worshipped his lover's well muscled chest and arms, the warrior's body was perfect and strong. Glorfindel placed his booted foot between Erestor's legs and he felt the tip of the boot lightly stroke the underside of his erection as he reached down to remove the boot. The second one came off soon after and he was left with disposing of Glorfindel's leggings. It was apparent that the activities were having a very positive effect on a previously reluctant Glorfindel as determined by the erection that was straining behind the lacings the were mere inches away from Erestor's hungry gaze.

Glorfindel almost reeled at the sensation of Erestor's fingers coming into contact with his arousal even with the soft leather still separating them. All day he had planned to do this and all day he was in a state of arousal, half hard and wanting to find relief but knowing he'd wait until that night. He stepped out of his leggings as Erestor finished his task, standing there naked and hard as stone.

"Suck it."

Glorfindel grabbed Erestor's silky hair and forced him closer. Erestor complied willingly, opening his mouth and taking all of his lover deep into his throat, relaxing the muscles and letting Glorfindel force his head forward. Erestor gripped his lover's hips and started sucking deep, moving back and forth. He noticed the grip on his hair tighten and realised that Glorfindel wanted to set the pace.

He relaxed slightly in his grip and was treated to much more force than ever before. Glorfindel rammed into Erestor's throat again and again, causing them both to groan.

The vibrations coming from Erestor's throat almost caused Glorfindel's undoing, but he pulled back and out, strands of saliva dripping off the end. Erestor's bruised lips were so inviting and talented, so red and swollen, spit leaking off them and down his chin. Glorfindel was enraptured by his sweet Erestor, looking up at him, totally trusting and submissive. He moaned loudly when Erestor reached up and ran a fingertip over the head of his erection, swirling in the fluids there and taking the finger into his mouth.

Unable to hold back, he grabbed Erestor's shoulders and pushed him roughly back down, parting his legs quickly with a knee. Glorfindel thrust two of his fingers into Erestor's mouth and felt that wicked tongue sweeping up and down them, watching him bob his head up and down, lips gripping him. With his other hand, Glorfindel held Erestor down and removed his now slick fingers.

"Lift your legs up."

Erestor complied, resting his thighs against his chest, knees bent, knowing he was spread wide for his lover. He watched as Glorfindel's fingers disappeared from sight and then felt them breach his passage. He was in utter heaven as they slid in and out quickly, forcefully, hard. Just as quickly, they were removed and replaced with hard, hot flesh.

Glorfindel took him hard, sheathing himself to the hilt in one thrust. Erestor arched his back and screamed, feeling filled and posessed completely. He squirmed, silently begging for more and was rewarded with exactly what he wanted. The pounding he got was going to leave him sore, but he didn't care. He wanted this moment more than anything and was enjoying it, hoping his lover enjoyed it as well.

Glorfindel grabbed Erestor's legs and wrapped them around his waist, holding on to his thighs as he pounded hard into his lover. He set a furious pace, pulling almost all the way out and slamming deep, relentless and brutal.

"I want to hear you. Tell me how much you want this."

Erestor was beyond the ability to deny his lover anything, his body shaking with the force of the pounding he was getting. He was twisting his hands into the sheets, his head thrown back and managed to moan out what Glorfindel wanted to hear.

"Please, Glorfindel...take me hard...make me...yours..."

Hearing those words come from his lover's lips made Glorfindel thrust harder, pushing Erestor back across the bed.

"Make me come..Glorfindel...I want you...so badly..."

Glorfindel climbed up onto the bed and angled Erestor so that he was thrusting downward and deeper. Erestor gripped him with his legs even tighter and grabbed his shoulders. Glorfindel leaned forward and captured those swollen lips in a frenzied kiss, tongues and lips and teeth covering each other.

Bracing himself with his hands on either side of Erestor's hips, Glorfindel adjusted his position slightly and pounded hard, hitting Erestor's sweet spot and causing another scream to erupt from those lips. He watched as Erestor twisted and arch his back again, his skin flushed and covered in a shimmer of sweat.

"Please....Glorfindel...let me come...I...can't...."

Erestor was at the brink of orgasm, the punishing rhythm that was being set and the relentless thrusts against his prostate causing him to unravel. All he needed was permission to get off.

"Do it. Touch yourself. Look at me while you do it, I want to see your pretty face when you come for me. I want to hear you scream my name."

Erestor grasped his long denied flesh and started pumping it hard, clear strings of fluid dripping from the tip lubricating his way. Their eyes locked as Erestor's moans grew louder, his breath quick and shallow.

"Ai, Glorfindel...I'm so close..." Erestor fisted his erection in time to Glorfindel's thrusts, keeping his eyes on his lover's. He could feel the orgasm ready to erupt from him, revelling in the feel of his partner's thick shaft driving him to heights of pleasure.

"Come for me, sweet one. Now."

"Oh...Glorfindel!"

Glorfindel was rewarded with the sight of hot white cream shooting across Erestor's belly and chest, his partner's eyes half closed with his release, mouth parted to voice loud groans of pleasure.

Glorfindel's orgasm soon followed, his completion milked from him by Erestor's muscle spasms.

Glorfindel collapsed on top of Erestor, both breathing heavily and covered in sweat and semen. After their breathing returned to normal, they parted, sticky and smiling, facing each other on the bed.

"Is that what you wanted? Did I do it right?" Glorfindel looked imploringly into deep sable eyes, hoping he did his task well.

"You were perfect. That is exactly what I wanted, my beautiful one. I love you." Erestor reached up and stroked Glorfindel's cheek. "Thank you for giving me this."

"My sweet Erestor, you can ask anything of me and you'll get it. I love you more than anything." Glorfindel placed his hand on Erestor's nape, bringing him close for a tender kiss. "Now let's see about having that bath you were about to start."

Erestor's mouth curved into a smirk as he ran a hand down Glorfindel's chest, slipping through the still damp spots. "It might have to be a long bath...I intend to get you sticky again before we are through with it."

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