Title: Burning Candles Author: Reona Email: reona32@aol.com Website: http://hometown.aol.com/reona32/enter.html Archive: Peredhil, Library of Moria, Melethryn Archive. Others, just ask. Fandom: LotR Pairing: Glorfindel/Elrond Rating: NC-17 Summary: The candles aren’t the only things burning in Imladris this night. Happy Valentine’s Day! Disclaimer: I don't own LotR. I do own this story and any odd characters that show up. Warning: PWP Author’s Notes: A huge thanks to Spanky/Sandy for beta reading this. She gave me a new perspective on my writing. Nenime – February a’mael – beloved lirimaer – lovely one Amin mela lle – I love you The half-a-dozen candles sitting upon the large desk illuminated the two dark-haired Elves sitting around it. Both bowed their heads concentration. One Elf wearing robes the color of a burgundy autumn leaf sat with his back to the large balcony doors and the other, he wearing dark robes of deep blue, sat upon the opposite side. As a clock ticked the hours after mid-night, the sound of quills scratching across fine paper filled the room. Silver starlight and moonlight shone through the balcony doors. The glow fell across the tilted floor and caressed the golden candlelight’s edge. The two Elves around the desk worked deep into the night, they finishing ledgers and reports. The blue clad Elf suddenly yawned, although he tried to hide it, and the other Elf looked up at him with gentle silver grey eyes. “Why do you not leave now, Erestor? I shall be done myself in few minutes.” Erestor sighed and shifted the papers in his hands. “Rest does sound enticing, my lord.” The adviser rolled up the parchments and stood from his chair. Walking to the wall Erestor brushed aside a string of red paper hearts and slid the parchments into an empty cubbyhole. When he thought of the many decorations the children of Imladris had created for the coming holiday a weary smile danced across his face. If every surface of the Elven city was not covered in red and pink then it was covered in white, whether that be from the lingering Nenime snow or more ornamentation. Still smiling Erestor turned back to the other Elf and bowed to him. “Good night, Lord Elrond.” Elrond smiled at him in the gloom, one slim finger posed over a number waiting to be transposed. “Good night, Erestor. Thank you for staying up so late to finish the ledgers.” Erestor nodded in understanding and quietly left the study, slipping out of the doors and into the house. Elrond’s gaze returned to the ledger book before him and the quill again scratched across the paper. On the far left side of the desk one candle burned low, sputtered, and went out. It was some moments later when the doors to the study opened again, silently and softly, and a figure slipped inside. The person closed the doors and locked them, he moving carefully to muffle any sound. He stepped back into the darkest shadows. Glittering blue eyes glanced around the room then settled on the lone Elf at the desk. The hidden person wore a night-robe of dark green, his sleeping-pants of the same color loose around his hips. A pink tongue sneaked out and licked across his lips. His bright eyes slowly hooded. Elrond remained oblivious of his silent observer, his attention solely upon the numbers filling up the page before him. The candlelight fell upon his dark hair, it making the strands blaze like red auburn. The golden glow danced over his pale skin and silver starlight fell over his slender shoulders from the balcony. A lock of hair slipped from his braids, fell across his cheek and brushed the smooth skin. Absently, a long finger rose and tucked the wayward lock behind one pointed ear. Finally, Elrond wrote the last calculation down with a flourish and sighed softly. In the far corner, the waiting Elf shivered at the sound. The Elf lord at the desk dusted the wet ink with sand and as he waited for the ink to set he idly brushed the feather quill’s tip across his face. The other Elf watched the feather dance across the half-Elf’s skin and skim across his lips. His body tensed. Elrond pursed his lips and gently blew away the sand, closed the book and stood. Another candle flickered and went out on the desk. The dark-haired Elf walked to the shelves and slid the ledger book into its slot. The other Elf strode silently from the shadows, stepped behind Elrond and slid his arms around the Elf lord’s waist. Elrond gasped in surprise but his initial instinct to struggle and cry out was arrested by pale golden hair brushing his cheek. “Glorfindel?” questioned the half-Elf. The blond Elf lowered his head and attacked the side of Elrond’s neck, his lips seeking the sensitive area below his ear. Lips suckled on pale skin and Elrond gasped, a shiver passing through his body. Glorfindel licked up the curve of Elrond’s ear and drew the pointed tip into his mouth. “I burn for you,” he mumured into the shell of Elrond’s ear. As he rotated his hips forward his hard arousal brushed against Elrond’s backside. At feeling Glorfindel’s heat against him the half-Elf made a little sound in his throat and reached his hands back to caress Glorfindel’s thighs. His palms slid up and down the silky cloth of his sleeping-pants. Elrond’s head tilted toward Glorfindel. “By all means, lover, burn away,” Elrond breathed. Glorfindel blew warm breath against Elrond’s ear and slid the half-Elf’s robe from his shoulders. The heavy velvet robe whispered to the floor. The blond Elf placed his hands around Elrond’s waist, deftly loosened the sash and drew the length away. As Elrond turned in Glorfindel’s embrace he slipped longing arms around his neck then he buried his fingers in his lover’s blond hair. Their mouths came together, lips parting and tongues caressing. Elrond suckled Glorfindel’s tongue. The half-Elf’s fingers caressed firm circles down his back. They moaned into the kiss and Glorfindel slipped his hands under Elrond’s hair, seeking out the tiny pearl buttons down his back that held the long tunic closed. Suddenly Elrond pulled his head away and gasped in urgency, “The door.” “Locked,” replied Glorfindel breathlessly. Elrond smiled and licked the hollow of the blonde’s throat. “Of course,” he muttered against the golden skin. As Glorfindel worked on the buttons Elrond slipped his hands inside the night-robe. Smooth skin met his fingertips and Elrond sought out one nipple, brushing his finger across the little nub. Glorfindel moaned into his lover’s dark hair. An excited Elrond tugged at the tie of Glorfindel’s night-robe. After the blond finished with the buttons along Elrond’s back he pulled the long tunic over Elrond’s head and tossed it to the floor. The dark green robe soon followed. Naked from the waist up they pressed against each other, sighing as warm skin touched. Knowledgeable fingers skimmed over the plains of the body, seeking out hollows of muscle and smooth regions of skin. Nipples were pinched and licked and teeth set gently into flesh. Soft sighs, moans, and groans filled the night air. Glorfindel plunged his fingers into Elrond’s trousers and caressed his narrow hips. As the blond grasped his pants and pushed them down Elrond pressed his slim fingers into the small of Glorfindel’s back. Cool air wrapped around his lower body and Elrond shivered, kicking away the clothing around his feet. Elrond’s cock hung heavy and flushed pink between his legs, the wide head gleaming with wetness. Glorfindel slid his hands down, he slowly caressing Elrond’s thighs and kneading his ass. His fingers forced an urgent cry from the half-Elf’s throat. Clever fingers dipped between the fissure of his ass and lightly brushed the puckered entrance. Elrond trembled and panted as Glorfindel cupped his genitals, rolling his balls in his fingers and flicking his thumb across the head of his cock. Elrond scraped his nails lightly down Glorfindel's stomach and tugged at the laces of his sleeping-pants. The piece of clothing loosened and the half-Elf guided the cloth downwards until the blonde’s cock was revealed. Glorfindel pulled him forward and thrust against his hip. The Elf lord murmured encouragements. Cursing softly Glorfindel reached around Elrond and grabbed the backs of the half-Elf’s thighs. He lifted Elrond up until their cocks met, his act pulling cries from their lips. Elrond wrapped his arms around Glorfindel’s neck and rotated his hips, he rubbing their dripping arousals together. The blond Elf walked to the desk and sat Elrond on top of it, claiming the chair for himself. Glorfindel parted Elrond’s thighs and leaned forward, his hot breath falling across the sensitive skin of Elrond’s cock. Swiftly he ran his tongue along the half- Elf’s length, pressing firmly against the pulsing vein. Elrond cried out as he arched in pleasure and sank his fingers into Glorfindel’s blond hair. Glorfindel caressed Elrond’s thighs and nibbled along the length of his cock. After another warm lick Glorfindel teased Elrond’s slit with his tongue, he tasting the sweet liquid dripping from the head. Elrond panted and arched above him, gasping cries escaping his parted lips. He spread his legs wider and jerked his hips upward. Glorfindel slipped a hand under him and rolled his balls between his fingers, pulling gently on the sacks. The blond took the tip of Elrond’s cock into his mouth, sucking upon the head and swirling his tongue around. Suddenly he swallowed the cock completely, sucking hard. Both hands slipped between Elrond’s legs, massaging his balls and stroking the sensitive skin behind. Elrond screamed and climaxed, his cock spilling jets of sweet white liquid into Glorfindel’s mouth. Glorfindel felt the cock in his mouth pulse and tasted the cream splashing over his tongue, he swallowing it down. Feeling Elrond trembling in orgasm Glorfindel gentled his touches. A satisfied Elrond quietly panted in ecstasy. Glorfindel finally pulled away and gave the now limp shaft a few tender kisses. Elrond sighed and bent his head, his lips sharing a kiss with the blond Elf. The half-Elf stroked Glorfindel’s shoulders then he slid his hands down his chest to pinch the blonde’s nipples. Glorfindel, his cock dark with unfulfilled desire, gasped and shivered at the caresses. Elrond broke the kiss and whispered into his ear, “Take me, a’mael.” Glorfindel groaned and attacked Elrond’s lips anew, slowly standing from the chair. He eased Elrond from the desktop and broke their kiss. “Nothing would bring me more pleasure, lirimaer.” Elrond turned and the half-Elf allowed himself to be bent over the top of the desk, resting his smooth cheek against the cool wood. Glorfindel stroked the pale skin of Elrond’s back, leaning forward to run the tip of his tongue down his spine. Elrond mewled in delight as he felt Glorfindel’s hard cock press against his ass. Glorfindel kissed the small of Elrond’s back and then he returned to the chair. Elrond’s silver grey eyes fluttered closed, he awaiting the first touch from his lover. Glorfindel ran his hands soothingly over Elrond’s hips, cupping his cheeks and pulling them apart. The half-Elf’s most secret place was laid open to Glorfindel’s gaze and he reverently brushed a kiss over the tiny opening. Elrond sighed at the gentle touch of lips and then gasped as Glorfindel laid the flat of his tongue against the hole and pressed forward. He teased the guardian sphincter muscle until it would accept him without causing pain to Elrond. The half-Elf moaned as Glorfindel’s tongue slipped inside him. Feeling the pressure Elrond succumbed and rotated his hips slightly. Glorfindel caressed Elrond’s thighs and ass then he pressed his tongue into the silky passage. He stabbed his tongue inside, thrusting and stretching the protecting ring. The blonde’s hands rose and fondled Elrond’s genitals, pumping his cock until it once again filled and hung heavy between his legs. Elrond thrust himself back against Glorfindel’s questing tongue, whimpering in pleasure. Glorfindel gathered the slickness from his cock onto his fingers and then pulled his tongue from Elrond’s body. The half-Elf made a distressed sound and then moaned loudly as Glorfindel pushed two fingers inside him. Pain burned for a moment but at the first touch to his prostate only ecstasy ruled. The fingers caressed the grasping walls, rubbing repeatedly across the little pleasurable swelling. As Elrond pushed himself wantonly against his fingers Glorfindel groaned, reached down to his cock and spread the wetness leaking from the head over the rest of his member. He added another finger, rotating his hand and spreading his fingers. “Glorfindel… please!” pleaded Elrond. Glorfindel panted as he pulled his fingers out and stood, he positioning himself behind Elrond. He reached forward and laced his fingers through Elrond’s hands. “Amin mela lle,” Glorfindel muttered against Elrond’s neck. He pushed forward, feeling Elrond’s warmth slowly encase him. The lovers groaned as Glorfindel sank up to the hilt inside Elrond. Glorfindel stilled, his eyes closing in pleasure, feeling Elrond’s inner muscles pulse around him. Elrond whimpered as the moment stretched on and pushed back against Glorfindel. “Glorfindel,” he breathed. The blond placed a kiss against Elrond’s shoulder and drew his hips back. He slowly pushed back in, angling himself to hit that certain spot. Elrond cried out and Glorfindel knew he had begun hitting the half-Elf’s prostate. He quickened his pace, pounding himself in and out of Elrond’s body as they groaned and cried out. A flush spread across their bodies as mindless pleasure took hold, washing out all thought. Elrond clawed the desktop as Glorfindel reached around him and began to stroke the half-Elf’s cock. Their blood boiled in their bodies and they panted for breath. A burning heat pooled in their bellies as two more candles went out, the flames seemingly settling inside them. “Come for me,” commanded Glorfindel breathlessly. Elrond screamed and spent himself upon the floor, starlight falling into his eyes and music sounding in his ears. The half-Elf’s passage constricted around Glorfindel’s cock and the blond came, spilling himself inside his lover and calling out to the night. The last candle went out, plunging the two Elves into the silvery gloom of night. They panted against each other for a time, sweat cooling and hearts slowing. Finally, Glorfindel caressed Elrond’s hip and slid his limp cock from the half-Elf’s body. Elrond shivered as he felt Glorfindel leave him, his sphincter muscle spasming closed. Glorfindel sat back in the chair and pulled Elrond into his lap, the sated half-elf curling into his warmth. They shared a soft kiss, a simple press of lips, then they settled comfortably in the chair. Groping blindly Glorfindel reached down and grabbed his night- robe from the floor. He pulled the cloth over them, making sure Elrond was well covered. The half-Elf sighed against his neck and whispered, “Amin mela lle, Glorfindel.” Glorfindel kissed his mussed dark hair and murmured back to him, “Amin mela lle, Elrond. Happy Valentine’s Day.”