Title: Threads
Author: Vesta
Email: lisa@1witch.com
Website: www.hithanaur.net/vesta/
LiveJournal: martonsmistress (personal, friends only), VestasInferno
(fic only, public)
Pairing: Glorfindel/Erestor
Rating: NC-17
Disclaimer: Not mine, just playing.
Summary: Our Seneschal and our Councilor can't find time alone.
Glorfindel is getting VERY frustrated.
A/N: As many of you know, I have gone through a major personal
problem and then got very ill. On top of this all of my Muses went
bye bye...Well, I think they are coming back and here is my first
attempt in getting back into the swing of things. Thank you, Mare,
for the title. This is dedicated to you.
Beta: My beloved Mike



Three weeks.

It had been three long, frustrating weeks while Erestor headed up
the yearly inventory of the Last Homely House. Glorfindel ground his
teeth. He could not take Erestor ignoring him anymore.

So he watched.

He waited.

Until the right opportunity came along for him to `talk' with the
Councilor.

Glorfindel came in from a day patrol, his frustrations growing in
having no contact with Erestor. It was now three weeks, four days
and seven hours. He quickly made his way to his rooms and bathed,
taking himself in hand to alleviate his frustrations and groaning
when it only inflamed him more.

"Enough!" he growled to himself.

He threw on some loose leggings and a long tunic, grabbed something
off the vanity, stuffed it in his pocket and left his rooms, not
even bothering with braiding his hair or putting on house shoes.
This had definitely gone on long enough.

He searched the halls, the Elves he passed avoiding him after seeing
the look on his face. Glorfindel continued his search until he saw
him. He was coming towards him from down the long hallway, his face
in a parchment. Grinning, Glorfindel stepped into an alcove that was
covered by a tapestry depicting the Battle of the Last Alliance.

Erestor yelped behind the hand that covered his mouth, dropping the
inventory list he had been perusing. He struggled against the arm of
steel as he was pulled behind one of the tapestries, his heart
beating rapidly in fear.

"Cease!" Erestor heard hissed into his ear.

His struggles renewed as he felt hard heat pressing against his
bottom. 'This cannot be happening. Not here in my own home.' Erestor
thought to himself.

He began to panic, hot tears of fright and shame filling his eyes as
the hand holding him so tightly found its way inside of his robes,
stroking his skin softly. His struggles renewed, but the arm around
him was too strong. Suddenly he slumped against the body behind him,
preparing himself for the inevitable, preparing to release his soul
to Mandos.

"If I let go of your mouth, you must agree to stay quiet. Do you
understand?" came a hot whisper in his ear.

Erestor's eyes closed once again, tears slipping from underneath
his lashes as he nodded.

Both hands now started to run over his body as he continued to
tremble, his eyes clenched.

"You need to relax for me, my beauty." The voice whispered and then
one of the hands swept his long hair aside exposing his neck. He
shivered when a wet tongue lapped at his neck.

"Please don't do this." he choked out.

"I will be denied no longer, Erestor. I have been aching for you too
long. You belong to me and I will have what is mine." the voice
whispered harshly.

Suddenly Erestor froze and his eyes flew open.

"Glorfindel?"

Erestor turned his head, his eyes meeting the blue of his husband's.

Glorfindel grinned down at him. "Of course! Who did you think it
was?"

Erestor's eyes filled with tears again, "I thought...I was preparing
to enter Mandos' Halls." he whispered.

Glorfindel's eyes widened, "You thought that...Oh, Erestor! I am so
sorry, my love." He pulled Erestor back into his arms, wishing to
comfort him. "I did not mean to scare you in such a manner. I have
missed you is all, and I wanted..."

"You wanted what Glorfindel?" Erestor hissed, anger filling him. He
swiped away his hot tears and glared at Glorfindel.

"I do not have time for games. You knew when we married that I would
have my duties to fulfill, I told you the time of inventory was
coming up and what that would entail. I do not have time for this
childishness!" He pulled away from his husband, straightening his
robes.

"Oh no, Erestor." Glorfindel smiled wickedly. "Be angry with me if
you wish, but I am NOT letting you leave here until I have what I
wish, until you come undone beneath my touch once again."

Glorfindel shoved Erestor up against one of the walls in the alcove,
pressing his body tightly against his smaller husbands, his lips
claiming Erestor's hungrily.

Despite his previous fear, despite his anger at Glorfindel, Erestor
moaned. His arms slowly made their way around his husband's broad
shoulders, his fingers twining imploringly in the golden hair. He
groaned when Glorfindel's hips suddenly thrust forward, aligning
their throbbing heat together, making promises of what was to come.

Erestor let out a protesting whimper when Glorfindel pulled away. He
looked up into the blue, lust filled eyes of his husband and felt
his knees go weak. Suddenly he was spun around and his chest shoved
up against the wall.

"Glorfindel!" he yelped.

He felt his husband's breath against his ear. "If you insist on
continuing with your noise, I can guarantee we will have an audience
ere we leave here," Glorfindel licked his ear, causing a shiver to
run down his spine, "or mayhap that is what you wish, my lustful
one."

Erestor shook his head.

Glorfindel slowly started lifting his robes. "What have we here? No
leggings? Erestor! What would Elrond think?" Erestor's face burned
as his husband tisked in his ear. "You surprise me, my love."

"You are not the only one who has suffered, Glorfindel. It was more
comfortable this way." Erestor softly whispered.

"Ah, so I was not the only one to suffer."

Erestor was now panting as Glorfindel's hands stroked his trembling
body. He arched and cried out softly when he felt fingers dip into
his cleft, stroking over the pink opening.

"Shh, my lustful one, or will I need to gag you?" Erestor shook his
head and whimpered lightly.

He hissed when cool oil was suddenly sliding sensually between his
globes. Erestor bit into his robe-clad arm to stifle his cry when
two fingers were suddenly thrust into him.

"Please." he whimpered quietly.

He could feel Glorfindel smile against his ear. "Please what, my
little one?"

Erestor thrust his hips back, trying to take Glorfindel's fingers in
deeper. It felt so good.

Suddenly he found himself facing Glorfindel again, and his eyes
quickly raked over his larger husband's body. His leggings had been
lowered and Erestor gazed hungrily at the hardened flesh between his
thighs. Dropping to his knees, he looked up into darkened blue eyes
and smirked. It was Glorfindel's turn to try and keep quiet when he
found himself suddenly surrounded by the wet heat of Erestor's mouth.

He listened to the harsh panting above and grinned to himself.

Suddenly his hair was grasped sharply and he was pulled away and to
his feet. He looked up with wide black eyes at his husband.

"Oh no you don't, my lustful one. When I reach my peak, it will be
when I am buried in your tight little body."

Erestor groaned and grabbed onto Glorfindel as he found himself
shoved against the wall once more. He felt a hand grasp his thigh
and lift it. He wrapped his arms around his husband's neck, and then
his other thigh was lifted. His head hit the wall as he threw it
back, only to find his lips suddenly covered, and his cry of ecstasy
silenced, as he was lowered onto the waiting flesh slowly.

"You will never deny me what is mine by right. Do you understand?"
Glorfindel hissed at him.

Erestor could only nod.

He tightened his legs which were wrapped around Glorfindel's waist.
Glorfindel kissed him deeply and hungrily, swallowing Erestor's
cries as he started to thrust up into his smaller husband.

Erestor could already feel the build up within him and tried to
reach between them to grasp himself, but Glorfindel stopped him.

"Nay, you will not touch yourself."

Erestor moaned.

Glorfindel pulled his lips away and looked into the ecstasy-filled
face of his husband. He was so beautiful when he came undone, so
beautiful in his passion.

Erestor looked into his husband's eyes and licked his lips. He
watched Glorfindel watch his lips.

"Ai, Erestor, you know not what you do to me." Glorfindel hissed
through clenched teeth.

Erestor bit his bottom lip to hold back another cry as Glorfindel
thrust up harder into him.

Glorfindel's head came forward and Erestor felt his breath against
his ear once more. "Come for me, my dark beauty."

Erestor leaned into Glorfindel and bit into his shoulder harshly to
contain his cry. He felt his body stiffen and his seed coat his
heaving stomach.

"Yes!" Glorfindel hissed, and Erestor felt him swell and then
release deep into his body.

Glorfindel slowly slid to his knees, taking Erestor with him. The
two still joined as they lay their heads upon one another's
shoulder. They panted and trembled as they slowly came back to
themselves, soon kissing gently and murmuring words of love and
devotion.

"Erestor."

Glorfindel and Erestor looked up at hearing the amused voice of
their Lord.

"Yes, Elrond?" Erestor asked softly, knowing it was useless to try
to hide what they had just done.

"I will make sure this inventory sheet you dropped makes it to your
desk."

Erestor moaned lightly and dropped his head to his chuckling
husband's shoulder and sighed.

"Thank you, my lord."


~fin~