LeadingUp To Love: 9. Epilogue

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9. Epilogue

Rating: R!!  If you are under 18, please leave it at the last chapter...it's a happy ending and you will not miss anything but smut you are too young to read.  Adults, hope you enjoy!

 

 

Glorfindel lay in the predawn light and felt the gentle sway of the ship.  His mind mulled over all the things that had happened over the centuries, leading to love along the way.  Erestor stirred slightly and the golden lord tightened his grip.  Much had passed since the fateful climb up the ladder.  Darkness had nearly swept the land but Glorfindel had been able to stand strong thanks to the unfaltering love Erestor bestowed on him.  Many had been lost but their sacrifice had brought about the end of Sauron once and for all.  Glorfindel sighed.  That was all behind them now.  His duty complete, the Elda was finally going home for good—his mate at his side.

 

“Of what is it you think, meleth?” a sleepy voice asked as a naked body stretched and pressed against Glorfindel.

 

Glorfindel smiled and kissed Erestor’s ebony locks.  “Snowflakes and horse races, begetting days and dinners and trees that are just too damn tall.”

 

The Noldo chuckled and kissed a rosy nipple conveniently located near his lips.  Glorfindel sighed.  “Snowflakes?” Erestor asked, his hand tracing the warrior’s muscles.

 

“You probably do not remember this, but we had been called to a meeting on the first really big snow since my return.  Although you had always been kind to me, you seemed so formal, stoic almost.”  Glorfindel quickly continued before Erestor could comment.  “I was walking to the meeting, catching snowflakes on my tongue when you called to me from the balcony, telling me to hurry up.  I did, but not before I witnessed you sticking out that perfect pink tongue and catching a snowflake.”

 

Erestor sat up and looked at his mate wide-eyed.  “You saw that?” he asked in disbelief.

 

“I saw that and wished I was that lucky snowflake,” the blond said before pulling Erestor back down.

 

“Yes, well, I wanted to strangle you after the horse race…complete your weapon’s inventory!  You were supposed to ask for a kiss or better yet a night in my bed.”

 

Drawing soothing circles on the other’s back, Glorfindel answered, “Aye, I know but I was afraid you would deny me.”

 

“Could you not see the want in my eyes?  Sense my desire?  I thought I was as obvious as my mare!”

 

“Apparently my horse was more observant than I.”  Erestor bit Glorfindel’s nipple just enough to sting.  “Hey!  What was that for?” the Elda asked as Erestor quickly lapped at the raised flesh.

 

“For being a horse’s behind! This,” the advisor continued, beginning to kiss a path across the planes of Glorfindel’s chest, “If for finally coming around.”

 

“Coming around?” Glorfindel said as his heart began to thump and heat began to burn in his core.  “As I recall, it was you who needed time to think and then made me climb nearly 300 feet in the air to reach you.”

 

Erestor shifted to gain better access to Glorfindel’s body.  He began to nip and kiss and tease the golden warrior.  First on one nipple, then the other, gradually moving down the powerful torso.  A wet tongue delved into a quivering bellybutton.  “Then let me make all that up to you now,” Erestor whispered against the warm flesh.

 

Glorfindel sank into the soft bedding, relaxing with the rocking of the ship and the ministrations of his lover.  “You can try, but I do not know.  That talan was awfully high.”  His breath hitched, causing a sudden raise in his voice’s pitch as a warm, wet, demanding mouth claimed his member in one swift motion.  Talented fingers stroked and teased the tender flesh just below.  The Elda moaned with wanton desire.  It took so little for Erestor to simply have Glorfindel completely undone.

 

Stopping his torment for a moment, Erestor looked up and locked eyes with Glorfindel.  With a devious smile and a wicked twinkle in his eye, Erestor stuck out his tongue.  “You wanted so be the snow flake?  So be it.”  The remade elf groaned as the perfect pink tongue swiped across the tip of his now throbbing shaft.  Ever so gently and Glorfindel melted just like the snowflake.

 

The End

 


This is a work of fan fiction, written because the author has an abiding love for the works of J R R Tolkien. The characters, settings, places, and languages used in this work are the property of the Tolkien Estate, Tolkien Enterprises, and possibly New Line Cinema, except for certain original characters who belong to the author of the said work. The author will not receive any money or other remuneration for presenting the work on this archive site. The work is the intellectual property of the author, is available solely for the enjoyment of Henneth Annûn Story Archive readers, and may not be copied or redistributed by any means without the explicit written consent of the author.

Story Information

Author: Gwaelinn

Status: General

Completion: Complete

Era: Multi-Age

Genre: Romance

Rating: Adult

Last Updated: 12/12/11

Original Post: 12/12/11

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