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Too Much
Disclaimer: this installment is for the sole purpose of entertainment both the author and the readers.
I do not intent to make money of it, so please don't sue me.
All characters unless noted otherwise are the property of J.R.R. Tolkien.
It's Tolkien's fault. Had he given us more female Elves to work on....
As it is we must deal with what we have - not that we care. :-))
Rating: R/NC-17
Summary: In the wake of Elrond's council solitary Erestor finds a new love ....and an old one returns unexpectedly.
Slight SM, lots of drama and some sex. Be warned and prepared...
Author's note: this is the result of an RPG, so not solely written by me but by Lady Phoenix as well.
Archieve: as long as we know: yes.
Feedback: YESSSSSS! It keeps us going!
Pairing: Erestor/Lindir, Erestor/OMC
"I think, love, that it is very nearly time to settle for the evening... Perhaps you see that Lindir is well cared-for first?" Daer leaned in and brushed a kiss to Erestor's cheek after whispering the words to him. "And then I shall see that you are cared for as well."
Erestor had the grace to blush as he returned the kiss. "I will be: Celefin brought the scriptures I had asked for." he pointed at the table in his living-room that was piled with scrolls and letters. The comfortably spent afternoon required that Erestor would work late.
He knocked before he entered Lindir's living-room, crossing it and entering the bedroom. It was still rather impersonally, but they would care about decoration during the next days.
"now, love," Erestor asked Lindir who was already tucked in the bed, "Are you ready for a reward?" he asked as he disrobed near the bed.
Lindir's eyes widened slightly, but he smiled a moment later and nodded. "If it means that you aren't putting on that robe again for awhile, I am indeed." Though still dead tired, Lindir would miss no opportunity to be with his lover. He needed the man and needed even more for Erestor to understand his love and devotion.
"If I remember proceedings correctly, that would be part of the reward." Erestor said with a smug smile as he slid under the covers. It felt wonderful to be welcome!
"I have missed you that week I was gone, my sweet one." Erestor nuzzled Lindir's neck. "I shall make sure that you are warm tonight and put well to bed." his hands sought entrance, slowly crawling under the nightshirt of his young lover. "Though I will not do anything that would exhaust you, I would like to pleasure you. Drink your essence. Would you like that? Would you allow me that?" Erestor was serious. If Lindir had still qualms about the new constellation of their relationship, he would accept that and wait.
Lindir felt himself growing aroused at even the suggestion. He nodded. "Yes. Of course, melda. Ai, after those words... indeed, I do not think I could allow you to leave without it now. But... but is there nothing that I can do for you?" he inquired somewhat nervously even as Erestor helped him free of his nightshirt.
"Oh, Lindir! That I am allowed to be with you is enough of a gift." Erestor whispered, licking along the shell of Lindir's beautifully shaped ear. "But I would.... when I'm done I would welcome your hand on me, beloved." Erestor moaned softly and rested his forehead on Lindir's chest. "Ai, I desire you so badly, love! To feel you tremble under my touch."
Erestor's hard hands slithered over the planes of Lindir's chest and stomach with growing passion.
"Then touch me. You know I would deny you nothing." Tired though he was, it took only a few touches from Erestor to bring his cock to attention, and soon Lindir indeed trembled. His entire body tensed and relaxed in anticipation of Erestor's touches, and the bard had to force himself to remain still enough to keep from interrupting his lover.
Erestor felt the quickening of Lindir's heartbeat and found it utterly endearing. "Then let me make you feel a little bit better." he whispered before he started to gently kiss his way down the bard's body, hands following in the wake of the wet trail. "Just a little bit..."
Not wanting to exert the young one, Erestor soon reached the hard member and licked along the whole length, tasting the arousing musk of his young lover. //he tastes so good! How shall I ever stop? Ai, I cannot make this last too long, for his own sake.//
Lindir shivered and held tight to the bed sheets to keep from shaking apart. It felt too good, too delicious. "'Restor," he moaned as the elf sucked him. After being terrified that he'd never know Erestor's touch again, it felt like heaven. "Never want to be without you..."
Erestor let Lindir's cock slide out of his mouth, a hand cupping and massaging Lindir's balls instead. "Never have to, melamin."
His tongue teasingly circled the engorged tip, licking and tasting the bard's pre-cum. "You may thrust, love. I can take that." with those words Erestor plunged back to his work, taking in his lover's flesh completely. The counselor was so aroused from all the sensations that stormed in on him, from the sweet sounds his young lover made, he was not sure if he would last long enough himself.
Lindir kept one hand loosely tangled in Erestor's soft hair while he thrust shallowly up into the counselor's mouth. He quickly tired and lay limp against the comforter while Erestor pleasured him. "I-I am... so.... oh..." Before he could even warn Erestor, Lindir reached his peak and spilled his seed into his lover's waiting mouth.
Erestor groaned his pleasure as he eagerly swallowed. Rolling the last mouthful of his lover's essence in his mouth, he savored Lindir's taste. As soon as he had sucked the minstrel dry, he scooted up to lay flush alongside Lindir's.
He was positively shaking with his pent-up need and his hips wouldn't be still when his cock made contact with Lindir's bony hips.
"I'm afraid I will not last long, mealmin." he whispered shakily before he kissed Lindir deeply.
"I just want to taste you." Lindir reached down to stroke his lover's cock firmly. Though he knew he lacked the stamina to drink from the source, he fully intended to steal away at least some of the ambrosia.
Erestor's breath caught in his throat and his eyes fell shut when
Lindir's slim hand wrapped around his flesh.
"When I am well... when I am well, my love, we shall do this properly... perhaps I shall have you inside me at last... I have dreamt of it..."
"Ai, Lindir! The idea alone..." it was maddening and he felt his climax built up rapidly. Then another though came to his mind and he quickly straddled Lindir's chest, his cock aiming at his lover's mouth. "Drink then, beloved."
Lindir eagerly opened himself and groaned at the musky scent and sweet taste of his lover's cock. For a few moments, it didn't matter who was bound to who, only that Erestor desired him and that they were together.
The bard's tongue licked delicately along the shaft in silent encouragement. //Cum for me, melda... let me have taste you...//
Lindir's tongue was more than Erestor could take and he came almost immediately, bracing himself against the headboard. A growl rolled deep in his throat.
The first faintly bitter jets of cum soon spilled into his mouth, and Lindir refused to allow Erestor to back away until he'd taken all that the warrior had. "Ah, but you are sweeter than wine..."
"I'd wish that drink could do anything to heal you, melamin. I would certainly let you have it as oft as you'd desire." Erestor positively purred, cradling Lindir close.
"I hope you will keep up the fight, my dear. We want to see you healed and well again. Don't break my heart by giving up." Erestor pleaded.
"I would not. Not knowing that you love me. I will never give that up." Lindir buried his face against Erestor's body as if he might draw strength simply from the contact.
"I shall stay with you until you sleep, then I have work to do - I was lazy this afternoon." he chuckled and nuzzled Lindir's neck. "I will be in my room and if anything should be amiss, call or come to wake me. Don't hesitate, do you promise?"
"I promise," Lindir murmured. Already his voice thickened with sleep, and only moments later Lindir drifted into a deep slumber. Even in his sleep the elf now smiled, Erestor's presence easing his troubled mind and weak body.
Erestor stayed a little longer, wishing he had no duties waiting for him. Finally he gently freed himself from the bard's hold and slid out of the warm bed. He dressed and brushed a last kiss onto Lindir's delicious lips before he left.
TBC...
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