Title: Garden of Delight
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 and letting them screw themselves
crosseyed. Don't sue, all I have is absinthe and a
plethora of Post-It notes.
Betas: Not this time. Errors aplenty, beware.
Feedback: If you would be so kind?
Archive: http://www.livejournal.com/userinfo.bml?user=marchwarden23
Cast: Glorfindel/Erestor
Summary: Blame Fimbrethiel for this. Well, it's really
*my* fault...but she fed the bunnies! Maybe Erestor
should go for a stroll in the gardens more
often...bunnies aren't the only ones who like carrots.
;) Extra props to Ed Thecactus for the apple hawtness.



It was a beautiful summer day and Erestor decided that
he had enough of the stuffy library as he looked
through the open window at the brilliant colours
outside. The sky was the same bright blue of his
lover's eyes, the trees in hundreds of shades of
green, multitudes of flowers in a million colours,
vines and bushes heavy with plump fruits and
vegetables, the mists of the falls sparkling in
dewdrop rainbows as the sunlight flashed through them.

Placing the scrolls in his desk, he stood to walk out
and as an afterthought shed his velvet robes and short
boots in favour of just his charcoal grey tunic of
light silk and black suede leggings. There would be
nobody in the vegetable gardens at this hour, most of
the food collection having been done early in the
morning, so he wasn't too self concious about being
underdressed for outdoors.

Once outside, he sank his bare feet into the cool
grass, content to just stand there and *feel*. The
warm sun on his upturned face, the soft green blades
between his toes, the soothing breeze drifting through
his transparent silk tunic, the smell of ripe fruits
causing his stomach to growl slightly, reminding him
that he got caught up with research and forgot to have
lunch again.

He walked through the rows of fruit trees in the
orchard, plucking a ripe apple and taking delicate
bites, savouring the sweet tangyness that spread
across his tongue. He consumed it leisurely, the
sticky juice running down his chin and trickling over
his chest. He unbuttoned the sheer top and wiped up
the juice with a finger, then licking it clean. The
breeze cooling the damp trails on his chest felt good
so he decided to keep his top open, fearless of
witnesses to his uncharacteristically casual state.

The orchard was cool and shadowy as he walked through,
listening to the birdsong and wishing his lover was
back from patrols. Glorfindel had been away
patrolling the borders for the past week and Erestor
missed him dearly. He knew his golden warrior would be
back the following afternoon and he was anxious for
his return. He felt his groin stir as he thought about
how he would welcome Glorfindel back home.

Erestor spotted a basket out of the corner of his eye,
the handle peeking out from behind a tree trunk.
/Someone must have forgotten to bring it back to the
kitchens with them/ he thought to himself, grabbing
the handles and intending to bring it with him. The
basket was overflowing with fruits and vegetables and
he decided to have another bite to eat since he was
still hungry. A handful of berries went into his
mouth, followed by a small, sweet peach. It was a very
juicy peach and he found more sticky liquids dripping
down his chin and dampening the waist of his leggings.

He imagined Glorfindel licking the sweetness away and
was instantly aroused, having not had relief for the
entire week. He sank down to his knees, leaning
against the apple tree, momentarily dizzy from the
intensity of the sensation. He was surprised at the
suddenness of his body's demands as he adjusted
himself and tried to think of other things. His eyes
went to the basket next to him and he spied a bright
orange carrot nestled next to a small cantaloupe, his
arousal lurched painfully in his leggings as his brain
formulated an image that caused him to blush deeply.
/No! I can't do that...it's...obscene!/ he tried to
banish the thought from his mind but it only got more
involved, his erection becoming more insistent on
release. Sweat beaded his brow as he fought back the
urge to unlace his leggings and find relief under the
tree. /Mustn't lose control...wait until Glorfindel
gets home...wait.../

Erestor, the master of composed self control and
unwavering discipline found himself kneeling, his
shoulders pressed back against the tree with his
leggings pushed down around his thighs, running his
fingertips over the sensitive shaft of his member,
enjoying the feel of his touch and the cool air that
wafted through the orchard caressing his exposed
flesh. He moaned quietly as he drew his fingers up and
circled the head of his erection, dipping into the
clear fluids that collected at the tip and bringing it
to his mouth, tasting the salty sweet flavour. He
pushed his fingers in further, licking and dampening
them, then returning them to swirl against his
arousal, the strings of saliva glossing his lips,
fingers, and shaft. With his other hand he reached
underneath his arousal and tight sack to lightly
caress his tight opening, feeling it contract at his
touch, wanting to be penetrated.

He looked at the carrot again, half his mind eyeing it
with ill intent, the other half reminding himself of
how obscene that would be. His member twitched even
harder, almost demanding he be obscene in his desires.
He was also slightly worried that someone might be
back for the basket and how scandalised they'd be if
they saw....

His erection hardened even further at the thought of
being observed and he gripped it firmly and started
pumping, eyes drifting shut in a consuming pleasure
that caused his entire body to quiver. His other had
blindly groped for the carrot, beyond caring what the
prudish part of his mind thought, only thinking of
this moment, thinking of how good it felt to thrust
into his hand, imagining what it would be like to have
his Glorfindel watch him do this to himself.

Erestor sank down on his back in the cool grass,
arching his neck in desire, bringing the blunt end of
the carrot into his mouth, his tongue laving the thick
top, moving it in and out slowly, imagining it to be
his lover's member. He brought it from his mouth and
lowered it, strands of spit coating it and dripping
along the way downwards, causing goosebumps to rise on
his sensitised flesh. He gently traced circles around
his passage which sent shivers up his spine and forced
another moan from his lips. Pushing firmly, he
breached the tight ring and slid the carrot deep,
going right for the sensitive gland inside. His aim
was infallible and he writhed in ecstacy as he twisted
his wrist just right and moved it in and out.

He pumped his erection, stopping on the occaisional
upstroke to swirl the clear fluids around for added
lubrication, wishing Glorfindel was there watching
him, driven to lust by Erestor's actions. He pushed
the orange vegetable in and out faster, bumping the
sweet spot over and over, whimpering with need and
lust, craving the touch of his lover. Soon his
whimpers turned to moans, loud and frequent as he
fisted his arousal brutally and slammed the carrot
deeper, arching his back up until he was balanced on
only his toes and shoulders, his spread knees in the
air.

"Ai! Glorfindel, pleasepleaseplease...want you...take
me...." He moaned loudly as his body thrust and
bucked, his release imminent. His eyes flew open in
shock as he felt hot, demanding lips on his, a tongue
ramming into his mouth and roughly kissing him.

Erestor responded immediately, his body convulsing and
shuddering with his orgasm as his mind registered the
long blonde hair and heady scent of his beautiful
Glorfindel claiming his lips, his seed mingling with
Erestor's as it coated his belly and chest.

Erestor collapsed back into the grass as his eyes
focused on his lover who sat next to him, wiping
himself dry with his shirt and then reaching over to
do the same for him, both catching their breath and
recovering.

"Wha...? When...? You saw what I was doing....."
Erestor blushed furiously as he tugged his leggings
back up. "Please don't be angry...."

"Angry? You silly elf! Didn't you see the effect that
*had* on me?" Glorfindel's smile could rival the sun
as he reached over and pulled Erestor into a big hug.
"And to answer your other questions, we came back
early after securing the perimeter. Yes, I saw what
you were doing and that's why I had to let you
continue. You were so lost you didn't even know I was
here, beautiful one." Glorfindel stroked his lover's
silky black hair and traced a fingertip over the
delicate point of his ear. "You are magnificent to
look upon in your lust, Erestor. It had a very strong
effect on me. I want to see you do it again for me."
It was Glorfindel's turn to blush, hoping that his
dark elf wouldn't be offended.

Erestor turned in the embrace and knocked the blonde
warrior to the ground, covering his lips in a
passionate kiss. "Thinking of you watching me is what
got me in that state you saw me in, 'Fin. Imagining
you getting so turned on watching me pleasure myself
that you can't control yourself is what made me lose
it. I love you, Glorfindel. I can't get enough of
you." Erestor kissed him again, feeling himself
growing hard again.

Glorfindel looked up at Erestor, the dark curtain of
hair veiling the world around them, and whispered
huskily as he ground his own persistent erection
against Erestor's.

"I want to be inside you. Now."

"Let's go back to our chambers so I can welcome you
home properly, my love." Erestor grabbed Glorfindel's
hand and tugged him up as he stood, matching smiles
and loving looks exchanged as they ran back to their
chambers, eager to be in each other's arms again.


END