Always Been There
Erestor sucked in a deep lung full of air as his mouth was released. He moaned as hungry lips and teeth traveled down his chin to his neck. Glorfindel bit sharply at his Adams apple, then swept his hot tongue across and down along Erestor's collarbone. Erestor could not catch his breath; all he could do was hold onto Glorfindel's broad shoulders and ride out the fire burning him. He had never felt anything like this before. His body was hard and aching, and each touch, each lick from Glorfindel's tongue, undid him even more.
It did not register when his tunic was removed, only that a hot mouth was now sucking and biting his nipples. Erestor's back arched off the bed, only the weight of Glorfindel's body keeping him flat. He cried out and flinched away from the teasing tongue that circled his navel, darting in and out. He could not catch his breath.
"Glorfindel," he pleaded breathlessly. "Wait, wait!" he cried, chest rising and falling rapidly.
Glorfindel moved back up Erestor's body. His eyes blurred with need. He silenced any protest by reclaiming Erestor's lips. "I want you," he murmured, pressing hungry kiss after kiss on Erestor's swollen red lips.
Erestor groaned but could not resist, and he returned Glorfindel's kisses, grasping handfuls of golden tresses to hold onto. His hands released Glorfindel hair, only to crawl desperately over his still-clad shoulders. With a growl, Glorfindel released Erestor's mouth and rearing back, he practically ripped his own tunic off. Picking up Erestor's hands, he placed them back on his body, whispering hoarsely, "Touch me."
And Erestor did. His hands roamed feverishly over every hard muscle in Glorfindel's chest, his fingers only becoming hesitant when they encountered hard pink nubs. The barest hint of that touch had Glorfindel moaning. Erestor's eyes gleamed with delight at the feast before him, and the drink had provided him with the bravery to lean forward and lick. His pink tongue swept shyly across Glorfindel's chest, and Erestor hummed in pleasure at the taste. He did not get much time to explore before Glorfindel was reclaiming his lips with his own. Then he was forced back upon the bed, the blond once more settling heavily atop him.
Glorfindel placed a knee between Erestor's legs, forcing them apart widely so the blond could settle between them. When their groins met and pressed tightly together, Erestor tore his lips away to cry aloud at the sensations pouring through him. On their own accord, his hips began rocking back and forth.
Glorfindel's hands ran up and down the sides of Erestor's body. When they encountered the cloth of Erestor's leggings, they became frantic and began pulling at the material, anxious to be rid of the last barrier between them.
"Off!" he growled, and pulled back.
Before Erestor could even register the loss of the warmth of Glorfindel's body, he was nude. The rush of cold air that accompanied his loss of clothes sent a rush of panic through Erestor, and he started to rise up. But before he could move further than a couple of inches, Glorfindel was between his legs, touching him. The shock of hands upon a part of his body that Erestor himself had never had the courage to touch forced him to cry out in stunned rapture. The pleasure those strong hands were wringing from his body had Erestor moaning and shaking, and any thoughts of resistance vanished.
Erestor closed his eyes as Glorfindel stroked him closer and closer to release, fluids from the weeping tip of his length providing a smooth glide up and down for Glorfindel's fist. Erestor's cries seemed to spur Glorfindel on, because the blond moaned and leaned down. The feel of his lover's lips, the sweep of his tongue across Erestor's flesh… that was all it took. Erestor arched high, back bowing, and his seed poured from him, wringing cry after cry from his lips.
Glorfindel hungrily moved back up Erestor's body. His lips sought Erestor's, sharing with the dark Elf the taste of his own seed, while his hands continued to roam over Erestor's body, quickly reigniting Erestor's desire.
"Oil?" Glorfindel asked his words thick and almost unrecognizable, but he did not wait for Erestor's response. He pulled back, his eyes sweeping across the room before stopping at Erestor's dresser.
The blond was up and on his feet before Erestor could even catch his breath. He could only watch, bewildered, as Glorfindel crossed the room, snatching up something off Erestor's dresser before quickly returning to the bed. Erestor watched, confused, as Glorfindel pulled off his leggings. His head spun as the bed dipped with the blond's weight, and he did nothing- nothing but open his arms and welcome back the weight and warmth of Glorfindel's body.
But Glorfindel did not return to Erestor's arms. He knelt at Erestor's feet; urgently his hands slid under Erestor's legs, lifting and pulling them apart, his eyes trained the entire time on Erestor's lower body. Crawling forward, he pushed until Erestor's feet were flat on the bed, knees raised and legs spread wide, allowing the blond room between them. Erestor flushed and his body stiffened, attempting to close his legs.
"Shush," Glorfindel whispered absently, eyes still fully fixed upon the treasure he had revealed. He took Erestor's half-erect sex into his hands, stroking it carefully back to full hardness.
Erestor wished Glorfindel would kiss him or hold him again. He had felt much more secure when wrapped in the blond's arms, but Glorfindel had not once looked up from Erestor's groin. Erestor could feel his body relaxing, his legs falling further apart, and his length responding to Glorfindel's touch.
He smelled sandalwood. Why did he smell his hair oil? he wondered, but that thought quickly vanished as his hips started to move once more under Glorfindel's hands. Erestor cried out as something slick suddenly invaded his lower body. He tried to squirm away from the invasion, but the hand upon him stroked faster, stealing his attention away from the intrusion.
Erestor's head thrashed from side to side as his body was stroked from outside as well as from within. The slick digit slid in and out, causing his stomach to quiver and his thighs to shake. He flinched once more as the finger became two, but the quick thrust that brushed up against something inside him had him spreading his legs wider and his hips arching even more. Mindless pleadings poured from his lips. Erestor cried out in disappointment when the thrusting stopped, and he blinked owlishly up at Glorfindel as the blond moved over him.
Erestor had no control over his body. He could only watch silently as Glorfindel pulled his legs up and placed them upon the blond's shoulders. He felt something hard nudge at his entrance, but he could only blink his dark eyes. The fast penetration and the pain that followed woke Erestor up. He gave a shrill cry and tried to get away from the blond, but Glorfindel only pinned Erestor further under him and lay heavily atop the smaller Elf, unmoving. Erestor whimpered, but he could not get away, and gradually as he calmed, the pain lessened.
Erestor gasped as Glorfindel pulled back. He clutched the blond's arms, trying to stop him from moving, not wanting the pain to return. But Glorfindel's hips still pulled back, and then he thrust forward, sliding once more until he was fully embedded.
And Erestor loved it. His legs slid from Glorfindel's shoulders and tightly wrapped around the blond's waist. His lips sought out Glorfindel's, and their mouths moved as hungrily as their hips. Thrust for thrust Erestor met, his hips rising and falling, never separating from Glorfindel's for long. Erestor moaned in pleasure at the fullness and at every stroke of Glorfindel's length over the nerves inside his passage. Each nudge against that spot cause Erestor to cry out, and he wanted more, silently demanding it from the blond with each kiss, each moan, and each desperate pull from his slender hands.
Erestor did not know what they were racing toward, he only knew that they had to reach it- whatever it was. Their damp bodies slid against each other, each strong thrust from Glorfindel sending Erestor higher and higher, until the wave burst over him, dragging him under, and all he could do was scream. Erestor blacked out, suddenly he could neither see nor hear, floating with head abuzz, eyes closed.
Gradually the sound of heavy breathing and the dead weight atop him penetrated Erestor's daze. He blinked open heavy-lidded eyes, puzzled for a moment when all he could see was a golden curtain. Then the need to breathe became stronger, and his hands came up to cup Glorfindel's shoulders.
"Glorfindel?" he whispered, pushing gently at the body pinning him down. "Glorfindel?" Erestor called louder, directly into the blond's ear, but still there was no response. Erestor began to panic, and he pushed more stronger at the heavy form, wincing when Glorfindel's body rolled off of his and the blond's length slid free of his body. Erestor rolled the blond over, and the room suddenly filled with the sounds of heavy snoring.
Glorfindel was passed out cold.
To be continued...