Title:  The Messenger (part 1)
	Author:  Nolwe (email funkieavacado@hotmail.com)
	Pairing:  Celeborn/Glorfindel
	Rating:  NC-17
	Summary:  Drunken and lustful elves enjoy themselves in Lothlorien.
	Disclaimer:  I own none of these characters, for Tolkein is God and created them.  
	I am also not responsible for you spilling hot coffee on your lap while reading 
	this.  
	Warning:  Hot elf/elf lovin'  Nothing violent or scary though.
	Author's note:   This is an accepted challenge (from Danielle).  I tried to make 
	Celeborn pretty drunk…Long time reader, first time writer. This is my very first 
	fan-fic.  I would greatly enjoy feedback, almost as much as I enjoy elves.  
	


	It was the break of day in Lothlorien.  Lord Celeborn awoke slowly to the rising 
sun, as it crept through the curtains of his talan and onto his face.  
	"Good morning Celeborn."  Said a soft voice, "It is too beautiful a day to lie there 
and doze.  Come, we must go to breakfast."  
	"Ai, Galadriel.  But will you give me a moment to dress?" he answered.
	"Yes my love.  I shall be waiting for you."  And with that Galadriel gracefully 
swept out of the room.  
	Celeborn brushed the silver-blonde hair out of his eyes and rose.  As he stood in 
front of the mirror, he stretched languidly and admired his lovely face and his perfectly 
built body.  Satisfied with this bit of vanity, he slipped into sky blue and silver robes and 
put two small braids his hair.
	Celeborn's day passed, as his days usually did.  He talked with the Galadhrim, 
worked in his study, and walked amongst the tall mallorn trees singing to himself.  Then 
just after the evening meal, he was approached by a tall, golden haired elf clad in the gray 
uniform of the 'Lorien guards. 

	"Mae Govannen Haldir.  What news have you?"  Celeborn greeted the elf.  
	"My lord, Glorfindel of Imladris has just arrived and seeks audience with you this 
	evening." The marchwarden replied. 
	"Very well.  Tell him to come to my talan as soon as he is settled, as this news 
	seems to be urgent." 
	"Yes Lord Celeborn."  Answered Haldir; and he left the hall.

	As Celeborn entered his study, he light several candles and sat down in a tall 
wooden chair to wait for Glorfindel.  He did not wait long.  Before he had even had a 
chance to get comfortable, a knock came at his talan door.  
	"Come in Glorfindel of Imladris."  Celeborn called. 
	When the Rivendell elf stepped inside the room, Celeborn had to catch his breath.  
Glorfindel was beautiful.  He was as tall as Celeborn but had a slighter build.  His honey 
coloured hair fell down past his shoulder blades, and he was clad in green and gray.  
	"Lord Celeborn, I thank you for meeting with me on such short notice."  
Glorfindel said as he surveyed the 'Lorien elf with his blue-green eyes.
	"The pleasure is mine, Glorfindel.  But please, have a seat.  Will you drink with 
me?"  Celeborn secretly hoped that the alcohol would relax his nerves.  He was still 
recovering from the initial shock of Glorfindel's appearance.  Glorfindel gracefully 
seated himself in a chair a few feet away from Celeborn.  He then accepted the cup of 
wine that was offered to him.  Then, Glorfindel finally looked directly into Celeborn's 
eyes.  They were a piercing blue which seemed to shine with their own inner light.  The 
Lord of Lothlorien was exceedingly handsome, and Glorfindel felt himself blush as this 
thought occurred.    
	Celeborn raised his glass:  "To Lothlorien and Rivendell!" he toasted, and drained 
his entire cup in one gulp.  Without pausing to see the shocked look on Glorfindel's face, 
Celeborn quickly refilled his own cup and took a long drink.  
	"Now Glorfindel, what is this news you bring me?" 
	"My Lord, if you do not mind my asking, why do you drink so hastily?  My 
message is of importance, but we need not hurry."  Glorfindel questioned.
	Celeborn licked his lips unconsciously and laughed.  "I did not realize that I was 
rushing so.  My apologies.  I haven't even asked you how your journey was."  
	Glorfindel tore his eyes away from Celeborn's full mouth and replied.  "It was 
smooth and quick.  I had no troubles, except for entering your borders.  Your 
marchwarden has a sharp eye, and is also rather arrogant…  But when he realized I was a 
messenger for Lord Elrond, he became more courteous."  
	"Ah yes." Celeborn sighed, "Haldir…he is a good guardian, but has yet to attain 
the wisdom to keep his mouth shut."  
	At this both elves laughed and drank more.  Celeborn refilled his own cup for a 
third time, and was beginning to feel the effects of the alcohol.  Feeling a little bolder, he 
turned to Glorfindel and said "I have heard your name many times, but this is the first 
time I have ever seen you Glorfindel.  I am very glad that I have the opportunity tonight.  
Elrond is quite fortunate to have such a superb messenger in his service." 
 	At this, Glorfindel blushed again and whispered "You are too kind my lord.  I am 
not worthy of such praise." He watched as Celeborn finished off his third glass of wine, 
and poured a fourth.  
	Celeborn was beginning to feel warm and very aroused by the other elf's modesty 
and grace.  Celeborn was ready to make his move.  He rose from his chair and glided 
over to where the Rivendell elf was sitting.  At this, Glorfindel sat bolt upright.  Could 
the Lord of 'Lorien be feeling the same desire that was burning in Glorfindel's veins?  
Celeborn was now bending over him, and Glorfindel could smell the wine in his hot 
breath.  
	"Glorfindel, perhaps it is the wine talking, but I feel a bond between us. We have 
seen much in this life, and we will see more.  And tonight, I desire to be with you."  With 
this Celeborn stumbled slightly and landed on Glorfindel, causing them both to topple off 
of the chair.  They laughed for a moment, and then Celeborn rolled Glorfindel onto his 
back and slowly lowered himself onto the slighter elf.  Glorfindel trembled with 
anticipation and would have cried out had Celeborn not claimed his lips in a burning kiss.    
	"My Lord," Glorfindel gasped, "I feel this same desire.  Will you have me 
tonight?"   
	"By Valar, I shall have all of you." Celeborn replied as he trailed kisses over 
Glorfindel's neck and jaw.  
	The smaller elf moaned when Celeborn moved upwards and licked the pointed tip 
of a sensitive ear.  The 'Lorien elf then proceeded to unlace Glorfindel's green tunic to 
reveal the pale and well muscled chest beneath.  Glorfindel laced his fingers gently 
through the thick silver silk of Celeborn's hair and passionately kissed him.  Celeborn 
opened his full lips for Glorfindel to explore with his supple tongue.  He groaned as the 
golden elf nipped his bottom lip gently and thrust his hips upwards.  
	Celeborn could stand it no longer and sat up, straddling Glorfindel, he pulled his 
own robes over his head and carelessly tossed them into a pile with the other elf's tunic. 
The room spun and he felt very warm again as wine and lust pulsed through his body.  
Celeborn closed his eyes and tried to regain his balance.  When he had recovered, he 
leaned backwards and surveyed his newest lover:  The beautiful Glorfindel.  This was 
going to be a better evening than he had planned on.