Title: The Naked Neighbour
Type: FPS
Author: zilah
Disclaimer: Sad but true: they are not mine. I just play with them. No
one pays me.
Genre: PWP, fluffy
Beta: Tena
Rating: NC-17
Warnings: Slash, explicit sexual situations
Pairing: Erestor/ Glorfindel
Author's Notes: This story is written for the talented artist,
Thalassa. She made an amazing manip for me.
And thank you Tena, for your wonderful job. Without you, I was lost.
Summary: Glorfindel arrives to Imladris and meets someone special...
Feedback: Yes, please!
Enjoy,
zilah
THE NAKED NEIGHBOUR
"You are warmly welcomed to Imladris, Lord Glorfindel. I am honoured
to have you as my seneschal," Elrond said to the newcomer. The Lord
took Glorfindel on the tour himself, because he had just ordered his
Chief-councillor to take a well-earned day off. Finally, he showed
Glorfindel his new chambers.
"I hope you don't mind sharing your balcony with your neighbour. I
doubt you will see him much, though. Chief-councillor Erestor is a
quiet elf, and he likes his own peace," Elrond said.
Glorfindel assured him that the arrangement suited him just fine. He
was tired and eager to have his own peace for a change.
"I will see you at dinner," he smiled to his Lord and bid him goodbye.
* * * *
Glorfindel stared out at Imladris' ground through the window, pleased
at what he saw. The Last Homely House was beautiful and Glorfindel was
sure that he would enjoy living here. He stretched, sighing happily
and decided to take a long, hot bath despite the weather that was
still very warm.
He grinned lazily when he finally stepped out of the bathroom, wrapped
in a large towel. The bath had been delicious and he was clean from
head to toe, but now he needed fresh air. Without thinking, he opened
the balcony door and stepped outside.
* * * *
Erestor had enjoyed this rare day off. He had been in the garden
reading his favourite book but the afternoon he had reserved for his
favourite entertainment. No one in Imladris knew that Erestor loved to
take sunbaths completely naked. He had had the perfect opportunity for
this enjoyment, because the next chambers had been empty. Soon his
little secret would be in danger when his new neighbour moved in and
they would share the balcony.
He sighed inwardly when he thought of it. He had to admit that he was
curious about the newcomer, but his peace would be gone.
"Oh well, I hope he is pleasant company, at least," Erestor thought as
he stretched.
* * * *
Glorfindel glanced around absently when he opened the door. The vision
he came across shattered all his thoughts. He stared, his mouth agape,
at the most enticing creature he had ever seen. The raven-haired elf
lay on the balcony's floor. His body was lean, but well-shaped and he
had a shiny, raven hair that almost reached his buttocks. Glorfindel's
fingers itched with want to smooth those silky locks. And he had no
clothes at all. The elf glanced at him over his shoulder with dark,
fathomless eyes and in that very moment Glorfindel knew he was lost.
Erestor heard the most unexpected voice: the door opened and someone
stepped on the balcony. He glanced over his shoulder and almost forgot
to breath. The elf that stood behind him, obviously stunned wordless
was the most magnificent creature he had ever seen. He wore nothing
except the big towel wrapped around his hips, revealing a muscled and
well-formed body. The elf had golden hair and the bluest eyes he had
ever seen, but the most adorable feature about the elf was a beautiful
blush that now graced his handsome face. Erestor grinned, for he knew
full well the reason for it. He rose slowly, and then stepped to meet
his new neighbour.
"I see that you are beginning to feel at home. I assume you are my new
neighbour?" Erestor asked politely and extended his hand, as if they
had been in a formal meeting. Not being a shy elf, he wasn't
uncomfortable despite his nakedness. Instead, Erestor found that he
very much liked his companion's bald stare at his body. The gaze he
saw in the azure eyes was a mixture of disbelief, adoration and pure
desire.
Glorfindel didn't seem to notice the extended hand. He just stared. He
couldn't get enough of the beautiful, bare body under his gaze and
before he realized, he was fully aroused. Glorfindel blushed crimson
when he realized that he had been caught. He could see it when he
looked into dark eyes that now were filled with mirth.
"I...you are...I'm sorry..." Glorfindel finally stuttered and stepped
backwards, throwing the door shut. He was completely embarrassed. How
in Arda had he managed to get muddled with his words, only because he
had seen his new neighbour naked? The councillor wasn't the first elf
he had seen thus, so why did he act like a love-sick puppy drooling
over the elf? And why, for the Elbereth's sake had he panicked,
shutting the door in the councillor's face?
"Oh, Valar! What must he think of me now? How can I ever face him
again?" He thought, feeling desperate.
* * * *
Erestor couldn't believe what had happened. His new neighbour had
first stared at him like a hungry wolf, ready to swallow him whole.
And the very next moment he had panicked and escaped. Erestor couldn't
help himself and burst out laughing. He found that he would like his
new neighbour very much. Still grinning, he gathered his clothes and
stepped in his chambers.
His life suddenly seemed much more interesting.
* * * *
Elrond was pleased when he saw his councillor so relaxed. Erestor even
smiled and that was something unprecedented. The councillor wore robes
made by night-blue silk and they were far more fitting than the ones
he usually used.
"You look radiant, meldir. I assume that you enjoyed of your day off,"
Elrond asked, curious. He was confused even more when he saw an impish
smirk that rose on Erestor's face.
"I really did. And I met my new neighbour. I think we will get along
just fine," Erestor said.
Their conversation was interrupted when Glorfindel hesitantly stepped
in the Great Hall. Elrond rose and waved his new seneschal closer.
"Come and sit here, Glorfindel. Erestor just told me that you two
already met, so there is no need of further introductions, " Elrond
said, smiling and soon Glorfindel had sat to the other side of
Imladris' Lord.
"I must correct you, meldir. We met but I didn't get his name. I'm
afraid he was too...busy to tell me that," Erestor smiled, with a glint
of mischief in his eyes. He couldn't resist the temptation to tease
this delicious newcomer.
Elrond was confused. He had never seen his councillor thus, but even
more he wondered why his new seneschal blushed to the roots of his
hair at Erestor's words.
"I'm sorry, councillor, for my thoughtless behaviour. I am Glorfindel
O Gondolin, at your service," Glorfindel managed, far too aware of
Elrond's curious stare. The Lord's next words didn't ease his
embarrassment.
"What in Arda had you done to my new seneschal?" Elrond asked
suspiciously, turning back to his councillor.
* * * *
The evening was the longest in both Glorfindel's lives. The shameless
councillor used every possible opportunity to tease him. The constant
blush that now graced his features wasn't the worst thing. No,
Glorfindel found even more embarrassing that he felt stirrings in his
rebellious groin.
"By the Valar! I am so pitiful! Why is he doing this?" He groaned
inwardly when he felt Erestor's gaze on his heated body once more. He
was so drowned in his misery that he didn't hear Elrond calling him.
"Glorfindel! Are you all right?" Elrond finally cried, and Glorfindel
flinched.
"What? I'm sorry my Lord. I just was..." he stuttered, but found that he
had no proper explanation.
"Oh aye! What if I had said the truth? That I was just drooling over
his councillor and thinking about the way to lure him out of his
robes?" Glorfindel thought.
"I see that you are in dire need of your own peace, Glorfindel. What
if Erestor came with you so that you won't get lost on the way to your
chambers?" Elrond suggested. His eyebrows rose when Glorfindel stood
so quickly that he almost brought down his chair in the process.
"I promise to take good care of you, Glorfindel," Erestor purred,
causing Elrond's eyes to bulge from their sockets. What was wrong with
Glorfindel, and what in Arda had gotten in his quiet, solemn advisor?
* * * *
Erestor thought silently that the journey ended far too quickly. He
didn't want to finish the evening yet and wondered if he dared to
invite Glorfindel in his chambers. To Erestor's surprise, the Elda
broke their silence first.
"I am very sorry of my earlier behaviour. I am not usually that
tasteless, but you just… surprised me," Glorfindel offered carefully.
With every passing moment, he found himself drowning in the
councillor's charms, but he feared that his clumsiness had ruined his
chances completely. He was relieved when Erestor smiled at him; it
seemed that he didn't manage to spoil everything after all.
"I must admit that you did the same for me, Glorfindel. No one in
Imladris knows about my little...entertainment. I would be very
grateful if you kept the information to yourself," Erestor said with a
low voice. Glorfindel shivered at that thinking that the councillor
was a temptation itself.
"Of course, if that's what you want," he promised, breathlessly.
"Excellent. I owe you then, Glorfindel. Are you really so tired that
you want to go bed? I would be very glad if you wanted to visit in my
chambers before retiring," Erestor smiled and extended his hand
invitingly. After a moment's hesitation, Glorfindel took the offered
hand and let Erestor lead him to his chambers.
* * * *
They sat on the couch near the open balcony door. Glorfindel was
grateful for a light breeze that calmed his over heated senses a
little. The room had started to feel far too hot for his liking. Or
was it just Erestor's company that made him flushed and restless? He
didn't dare to think about the issue further. Instead, he tried
desperately to keep his focus on the conversation. His battle seemed
doomed from the beginning. All he could think of was Erestor's husky
voice that teased his nerves and his dark, enigmatic eyes that were
locked with his own. He drowned into them until he felt completely
blind and deaf for the rest of the world. Silently he cursed his
helplessness; how did this elf manage to reduce him to babbling fool,
when he had always been known of his eloquence?
"Erestor..." Glorfindel breathed, wondering why the councillor seemed to
be closer than before.
"Aye, Glorfindel?" Erestor whispered huskily, looking deep into
Glorfindel's eyes that burned with need. An ache that had grown inside
him the whole evening threatened to break his control.
"I...I do find myself longing to kiss you, councillor," Glorfindel
rasped. He didn't care anymore if he made fool of himself; he was
blinded with lust and beyond all coherent thinking.
"What if you just fulfilled your longing then?" Came the breathless
answer, and Glorfindel could have wept with relief. Erestor didn't
resist at all when he pulled him closer and into their first
earth-shattering kiss.
Glorfindel kissed Erestor as if his whole life had depended on it.
Again and again he feasted on soft and warm lips, groaning with sheer
pleasure. The sensations that rapidly swelled within him almost scared
him. Glorfindel had never been one for one-night stands, let alone
that he had bedded someone he had just met. But Erestor's kisses and
closeness intoxicated him, seduced him in a way that he had never felt
before. Glorfindel felt Erestor's hands in his hair, fisting it
tightly as their kiss continued. Glorfindel finally gasped for air,
but he didn't let Erestor go. The councillor didn't seem to mind;
Glorfindel felt him writhing in his arms and was lost.
Erestor couldn't resist when Glorfindel pressed him against the couch
and started to undress him. Through the haze of desire he felt the
clothing slipping away until he was completely bare for his lover.
Glorfindel's mere gaze made his body to pulse with desire and a broken
plea escaped from his lips.
"Glorfindel...."
"Shh...let me touch you, nin bain (my beauty)," Glorfindel murmured,
leaning closer. For a moment he could just stare the image Erestor
made. Raven hair was spreading over the cushions and his eyes burned
with desire as he lay under Glorfindel's gaze, offering all of
himself. Erestor seemed to breathe sex and desire poured from his
every cell, setting Glorfindel's whole body on fire.
"So beautiful... I have never seen anything like you," Glorfindel
whispered, as he finally let his hands slide down Erestor's skin,
marvelling its softness. Erestor moved beautifully under his touch,
wordlessly begging for more. Despite the fire that grew within him,
Glorfindel refused to hurry. He wanted to taste Erestor's passion in
its fullest.
Erestor couldn't speak. He couldn't think. Glorfindel made him feel
things he didn't know existed. He had completely forgotten the fact
that he had never yielded like this. All he wanted, was Glorfindel
claiming him as his own, loving him like no one ever before. A hoarse
cry escaped Erestor's lips as he felt eager mouth closing around his
aching arousal, feasting on him. He wanted this sweet torture to never
cease, but finally the sensual onslaught was too much. Groaning,
Erestor let go and almost passed out with the force of his orgasm.
Glorfindel couldn't take his eyes from Erestor, who writhed beneath
him in the throes of his completion. He knew that his whole life had
changed; he had to have Erestor, for without him he wouldn't be whole.
Erestor woke in arms of his lover and noticed that Glorfindel had
carried him on the bed. Almost purring, Erestor snuggled closer and to
his delight, he found Glorfindel naked also. But in the very next
moment strong hand stopped his explorations. Erestor tried to protest,
but Glorfindel was unyielding.
"Would you listen to me, nin bain? I won't deny you, but I have
something to say."
Erestor ceased his struggles and met Glorfindel's gaze, slightly
fearing that Glorfindel had changed his mind.
"I need to tell you, Erestor...I have never done anything like this. I
don't take a lover lightly. And you...are something miraculous. If you
have any doubts, any objections, tell me now. If I take you, it will
be forever."
Erestor trembled with emotions. Now he understood the pull he had felt
from the beginning. Glorfindel was his soul-mate, the one he had
waited even without knowing it. Tears pricked in his eyes and his
heart could give only one answer.
"Take me then, Glorfindel. I will be yours forever."
"And I will be yours as well. There will be no other, ever,"
Glorfindel whispered, as he kissed Erestor gently.
Erestor couldn't resist, even if he was a little confused about his
feelings. He wasn't completely new to this, but he had always been the
dominant one in his relationships. What was this almost overwhelming
need to yield, to be claimed by Glorfindel? Erestor gasped when
Glorfindel pinned him against bed, but let Glorfindel to have his way.
Their bodies moved against each other as they kissed with the fervour
that almost scared him. He pleaded Glorfindel to hurry when the Elda
finally reached for the oil.
"Nay, meleth, there is no need for that. We have all the time on
Arda," Glorfindel smiled down at Erestor, his blue eyes shining with
love and adoration. Now, finally he saw Erestor as he wanted him.
Glorfindel didn't see the noble councillor or the infuriating imp he
had stumbled upon, but he saw a mere elf that wanted to be his. He
caressed Erestor's writhing body, silently admiring his beauty. With
great care and affection, he prepared his soon-to-be-lover for what
was to come. When he settled atop Erestor and finally joined their
bodies, he knew he was home.
"Are you all right?" Glorfindel asked, looking into Erestor's eyes
that were dilated with desire.
"Better than all right. Saes, Glorfindel, end this torment," Erestor
breathed, swaying his hips pleadingly. Glorfindel fit in him like he
was made just for him and his while body pulsed with need. He cried
out when Glorfindel finally started to move, claiming his body and
soul like no one ever before. Erestor heard Glorfindel's groaning as
his fingernails dug in Elda's back.
"Oh...oh, Erestor! Mine...say it!" Glorfindel demanded, as he drove
himself into his lover again and again. He had lost his control
completely and the only thing he knew was Erestor writhing beneath
him, crying his name brokenly.
"Yours! Saes, meleth..." Erestor whispered, breathless, just before his
whole being burst onto flames. After a last, deep thrust Glorfindel
followed and together they drowned into waves of ecstasy. With his
last strength, Erestor welcomed his new mate in his arms as Glorfindel
collapsed atop him, completely exhausted. He smiled happily as
Glorfindel turned and rolled on his back, pressing him tightly against
him.
"Oh...how nice...I would get used to this very easily," he thought just
before drifting into sleep.
* * * *
"You are so wicked, meleth! Only a short moment, saes," Glorfindel
begged, as Erestor tried to wake him up. The raven-haired elf had
already dressed and was now bouncing atop the Elda, making him groan
helplessly.
"If you don't get up immediately, I will go and tell Elrond that you
seduced me," Erestor purred into Glorfindel's ears.
The threat hit home. Glorfindel rose and started to dress, slightly
fearing that his new Lord would find his behaviour inappropriate. He
was the elf from ancient times and he had no idea how the people in
Imladris would take their sudden binding. In Gondolin, this would have
caused a huge scandal.
Glorfindel didn't notice the love-bite that was on Erestor's neck for
all to see. He started to wonder what was going on as they stepped
into Great Hall and sat to the breakfast. Many elves stared at them
both and snickered behind their hands. But even more Glorfindel was
shocked when he saw Elrond's suspicious face and the eyebrows that
were lifted questioningly. Slowly, Elrond lifted Erestor's hair so
that Glorfindel saw the huge love-bite that now graced Erestor's white
neck.
Erestor snickered as he heard Elrond asking: "Glorfindel! What in Arda
have you done to my advisor?"
FIN.