Title: His Temptation
Author: Vesta
Pairing: Glorfindel/Erestor
Rating: NC-17
Disclaimer: Not mine unfortunately. If they were I would not be
writing, I'd be too busy watching. *evil grin*
Warnings: Sex, Masturbation, Sex, Rimming, Sex (you get the picture)
Author's Note: Inspired by Nemesi's beautiful pic and description
called Tempter.


Glorfindel groaned, coming out of reverie when he felt a warm body
rub against his. The soft purr in his ear and the hardness pressed
against his hip, told him what his lover was desiring. He blinked
and turned his head to his husband, smiling softly at the passion
glazed chocolate eyes that met his.

"Good morning."

Erestor purred again and arched against him, sending waves of heat
through his body. "Good morning."

His hands roamed hotly over Erestor's body, his tongue delving into
his willing mouth. Soon though, he pulled away with regret.

"I must meet with Legolas and the Mirkwood guards in less than an
hour, my love. This, unfortunately, will have to wait."

Erestor pouted and tried to grasp at him as he climbed from bed to
make ready. He glanced back at Erestor who had a mischievious look
in his eyes. With great reluctance he tore his eyes away from the
beautiful picture his little husband made, spread decadently across
their bed.

After taking care of his absolutions within the bathing chamber, he
came back out to find Erestor still panting and hard upon the
coverlet. With a dry mouth and fast beating heart, he moved to the
dressing table and sat down to brush and braid his hair.

Soft moans and whispered words drew his attention, through the
mirror, to the bed once again. Erestor had moved to sit on its
edge and watch him. His brown eyes were still half mast with lust,
his lips parted and begging to be tasted. Glorfindel quickly got up
and donned a pair of leggings, the lacing of them hard to do with
his raging heat not cooperating.

"Aye Glorfindel, I wish for you to touch me."

Erestor's panting was becoming louder within the room and
Glorfindel's eyes were drawn to him in time to see a small, white
hand ghost over a pale, slender neck. He licked his lips as he
watched it slowly travel down to a nipple and pinch, causing his
lover to arch into his own hand.

"Erestor, please." Glorfindel groaned. "I must meet with the
Mirkwood delegation."

Erestor cried out as he pinched his other nipple. "Aye, and I do
not stop you, my love." He whispered with a husky voice.

Glorfindel tried to rein in his lust and slipped on a tunic, and yet
his eyes were drawn back to Erestor once again. He growled deep in
his throat, a growl that was met by Erestor's wanton purr.

"I can feel your hands on me, my love. I burn as they possess my
body, as they teach me once again, who I belong to." Erestor was
writhing.

Erestor's hand was now ghosting over the flat of his stomach, intent
on reaching its destination. His black mane was tossed, as his
head fell back. That small hand wrapped around Erestor's hard shaft
and started to stroke.

"Oh yes! I love the way you are touching me Glorfindel. I need...I
need more...please!"

Glorfindel's own breath was ragged as he watched his lover make
himself come undone. He moaned as his own hand slid down to stroke
over his legging clad arousal.

"I love to feel you in me, my love... Taking me hard...making me
cry...your name." Erestor gasped out.

Glorfindel licked across his dry lips once again. "Erestor,
please. I must...I must meet the delegation." He whispered
hoarsely.

Erestor turned his lust filled eyes to his husband, "And I do
not...stop you from this." He arched and cried out, his head
falling back once again. He was slowly undoing Glorfindel with his
lasciviousness.

Glorfindel's love continued to stroke himself, his heat harder than
Glorfindel had ever seen it before. With a growl low in his throat,
Glorfindel quickly shed his clothes once more. Erestor not aware of
this, yelped in heated surprise when suddenly, he found himself
tipped back onto the bed. Glorfindel quickly pushed his legs up and
open, revealing his husband's pink opening to his hungry gaze.

Erestor screamed when Glorfindel plunged his tongue into that sweet
opening, and would have completely come up off the bed if Glorfindel
had not held him down. He started thrashing, his hand moving faster
upon his arousal until Glorfindel stopped him.

"You wanted me to stay...then you will not have release until *I*
give you leave." Glorfindel growled.

Erestor writhed more, his burgeoning arousal dripping his need onto
his flat stomach. He cried out once again and tried to arch, when
Glorfindel continued where he left off.

"Aye...Glor...please, my...love...yes...I need..."

Glorfindel's ears drank in the sounds of his shy lover turned
wanton. He looked up Erestor's body and almost spilled himself.
Erestor was licking on his own fingers, his eyes closed, his hair
splayed across the red satin coverlet.

"Glorfindel...please...now...I need you...now..." Erestor was now
grasping the coverlet with his hands, trying to keep himself
grounded onto the world, even as his soul took flight.

Glorfindel swiped a hand in the slick pool on Erestor's belly and
coated himself, moaning as their juices mingled. He thrust two
fingers into Erestor's slightly loosened opening and immediately
sought his sweet spot. Once again Erestor screamed.

"Now...now Glorfindel...oh, please now..." Tears of need flowed
from Erestor's eyes, to slide down the sides of his face and be
absorbed into his raven tresses.

Glorfindel surged up, taking himself in hand and placed himself at
his lover's opening. He looked down into that pleading face, those
moist eyes. Listened to the whimpering moans and thrust. He slid
in slowly but firmly, not stopping until he was fully seated.

He had to fight spilling himself as Erestor writhed upon him.
Begging him and trying to take him deeper.

Erestor looked up at him with those beautiful brown eyes, now filled
with not only lust, but anger.

"Now, Glorfindel!"

Glorfindel surged up, pulling almost all the way out before
thrusting back in again. And stopped. Erestor cried out and clung
to him.

"Please...do not do this to me...Glorfindel...I
need...now...please..." He started to talk almost incoherently, the
anger in his eyes earlier, now replaced by pleading heat.

Glorfindel could not fight it anymore.

He started to thrust, riding Erestor hard. Giving him what he had
been begging for. Showing him who it was that possessed his body.

Glorfindel hissed as Erestor's fingernails raked down his back,
causing him to growl and the heat to pool within him further. He
twisted his fingers into Erestor's thick locks and pulled his head
back.

"Mine!" He growled, before latching on and sucking harshly on
Erestor's neck.

Erestor screamed, "Yes!" and spilled himself.

Glorfindel threw back his head with a roar, Erestor's passage
milking him of all he had to give. He collapsed onto his lover,
both panting harshly and covered in sweat. Glorfindel panted into
Erestor's neck, but soon lifted his head to plant soft butterfly
kisses all over his face.

He slowly pulled himself from Erestor's passage and collapsed beside
him. He frowned when he tried to pull Erestor into his arms, and
turned his head to face his husband. Erestor's eyes were filled
with mirth, his lips turned up into a smirk.

"Nay, my love. You are late for your meeting with Legolas and the
Mirkwood guard."

Glorfindel groaned.

"Aye, and my limbs feel like jelly." He raised an eyebrow at
Erestor. "And `tis all your fault."

Erestor batted his eyelashes innocently, "I told you, you did not
have to stay. You made that choice yourself conciously, my love."
He laughed when Glorfindel playfully growled at him and pounced. He
melted into the loving kiss Glorfindel bestowed upon him, and then
snuggled down under the covers to watch Glorfindel quickly make
ready once more.

Glorfindel now ready, quickly made his way to Erestor once more,
kissing him deeply.

"I will be back in time for midday meal." he whispered softly.
Erestor nodded and started to fall back into reverie.

"I love you." Erestor whispered tiredly.

"And I love you, Erestor." Glorfindel answered, placing a kiss on
his sleeping husband's forehead.

He closed the door quietly behind him, his heart as light as his
footsteps.

~the end~