Title: Sweets Author: Reona Email: reona32@aol.com Website: http://hometown.aol.com/reona32/enter.html Archive: Library of Moria, Melethryn Archive, SlashFiction.org, or just ask. Pairing: Glorfindel / Elrond Rating: NC-17 Summary: More than just the shadows witness a late night journey to the kitchens by Glorfindel and Elrond. Disclaimer: I don't own LotR. I do own this story and any odd characters that show up. Authors Note: This is my first time writing something NC: 17, so be gentle. I edited this, so all mistakes are mine. There is a picture that inspired this but if you want to see it then you’re going to have to go my website for it. This started out innocent, not even in LotR, but then I thought it would be cute to put the Elves in it. Then it sort of built upon itself. It snuck up on me! The Elvish should be generic enough for you to understand. Melethron = male lover: Lirimaer = lovely one: El nín = my star: Amin mela lle = I love you *** A small creature, no bigger than your thumb with long pointy ears and shaggy hair, hid in the shadow of a clay jar. Sitting on top of a wooden kitchen counter the young Brownie, a household nymph, carefully searched the arch doorway for people. He wore a blue jacket and pants with a pointy blue cap upon his head. His blue eyes were bright and sharp. The Brownie looked up at the jar, seeing a blue bottom and legs sticking out of the jar’s opening. Delicate and sheer blue fairy wings waved around in the air like little flags. The Brownie scowled and called up, “You be sure and get me a cookie too!” The blue and white stocking legs kicked slightly as the fairy tried to wiggle herself into a better position on the rim of the cookie jar. “Yes! Yes! I’m trying, Rizz! You just be watching out for those peoples,” replied the hollow sounding voice of the fairy. Rizz sighed, “I’m watching, Bluebell, I’m watching!” After a moment he meeped in surprise as the blue fairy fell from the cookie jar and landed on her bottom on the table. Two chocolate chip cookies fell into her lap. “Ouch!” cried the fairy. “Cookies!” cried Rizz, hurrying forward. Bluebell pushed the sweets off of her legs and stood, brushing the cookie crumbs from her short blue dress. Rizz picked up both cookies and dashed off down the table. The fairy pushed back her long blue hair and sighed. “Greedy little thing,” she muttered. With a flap of her wings, Bluebell took to the air and went after the Brownie. She neared Rizz and wrapped two arms around his waist, lifting him up from the counter and flying across the gap between two tables. The little fairy put him down and then plopped down on her bottom. “Oh, you’re getting way too heavy,” Bluebell complained. Rizz didn’t seem to hear her and danced around with the two cookies. “Cookies! Cookies! Cookies!” The fairy rolled her blue eyes and made sure the tiny silver clasp in her hair was still straight. She then stood up and inspected her clothing for damage, smoothing the blue dress and striped stockings. After a moment she looked up and gasped, grabbing Rizz by his belt and yanking him behind a bowl of apples. “Hey!” cried the Brownie. The fairy hushed him. “Shh! Peoples!” Both peeked out from behind the bowl to see a person hurry down the stairs and into the below ground kitchen. His bare feet slapped against the cool stone as he raced across the room, long dark hair and russet robe flying. He reached a large cabinet and stopped at the corner, looking over his shoulder and laughing breathlessly. His large silver grey eyes shone with joy and mirth. Bluebell gasped and started to stand. “An Elfie!” she cried. Rizz puffed as the fairy almost stepped out from behind the bowl and grabbed her arm, yanking her back. Bluebell opened her mouth to complain when another set of footsteps could be heard on the stone. A blond Elf dressed in a blue robe hurried into the kitchen. He stopped at the bottom of the stairs and quickly scanned the room. A smile lit his face when his blue eyes fell upon the dark haired Elf. “Elrond!” hissed the blond Elf as he walked over to the other. “We can’t go running about the house at night. What would people think if they saw us? Saw you?” Elrond rolled his eyes with a giggle and opened the cabinet. “They would think I had gone quite mad,” he said. The half-Elf stood on his tippy toes, looking across the shelves. Glorfindel, a full blood Elf and thus taller, reached over him and pulled out a container. “Or they would think that you were being silly with your lover,” he said as he handed the bowl to Elrond. A blush stained Elrond’s cheeks and nose and the half-Elf pouted. Glorfindel grinned and leaned in to kiss away the expression. The dark haired Elf sighed as the kiss ended and smiled softly. “Much better,” praised Glorfindel, fingers caressing Elrond’s cheek. Elrond laughed lightly and spun away from the blond, going over to a table and setting the container down. He pulled off the lid and pick out a bar of dark chocolate. The half-Elf hummed in pleasure as he took a bite out of the sweet substance. Glorfindel came up behind him and wrapped his arms around Elrond’s waist. “Careful now, or I might get jealous,” the blond teased. Elrond turned his head and gave Glorfindel a chocolate flavored kiss. “No contest. I love you the best,” muttered the half-Elf. Glorfindel smiled and gently grabbed Elrond’s wrist, lifting the chocolate covered fingers to his mouth. One by one he sucked and licked the digits clean, swirling his tongue around the firm flesh. Rizz fell over and Bluebell turned bright red, her hands flying up to cover her ears as Elrond moaned. The half-Elf’s grey eyes darkened and his face flushed under Glorfindel’s bright gaze. The blond finished with Elrond’s hand and the half-Elf lay his head back on Glorfindel’s shoulder, his own tongue reaching out to lave the sensitive skin of Glorfindel’s neck. Glorfindel groaned and tilted his head to give his lover more room. Elrond chuckled as Glorfindel started when he gave his ear a sharp nip. He turned in Glorfindel’s embrace and the blond captured his other hand to give it a thorough cleaning. Elrond shivered as he felt the rough caress of Glorfindel’s tongue swipe across his palm. “Glorfindel?” Elrond muttered. He groaned as Glorfindel sucked his forefinger into his mouth and hummed around the digit. “Glorfindel, we’re in the kitchen,” the half-Elf gasped out. Glorfindel released Elrond’s hand, cupped the back of his neck, and slid one arm around his waist. “So we are…” Glorfindel muttered. He lowered his head and pressed his lips against Elrond’s for a heated kiss. Elrond wrapped his arms around Glorfindel’s neck and opened his lips, allowing the blonde’s tongue to slip into his mouth. The dark haired Elf moaned as Glorfindel caressed his mouth, sliding his tongue around the dark cavern. Glorfindel slid his hands down Elrond’s back, gripping his thighs and lifting him to sit upon the table. The angle of the kiss changed as Elrond suddenly found himself to be the taller of the pair. Elrond’s hands fisted as Glorfindel slid his hands into the dark haired Elf’s robes, caressing his chest. He broke away and gasped as Glorfindel pinched his nipples. Denied Elrond’s lips, Glorfindel lowered his mouth to the juncture of neck and shoulder, sucking on Elrond’s pale skin and marking him. Elrond panted as Glorfindel slid his hands down to his waist and untied his robe, pushing the cloth away. He then stroked Elrond’s thighs, ignoring the hardening flesh between the half-Elf’s legs. “Glorfindel!” hissed Elrond as the blond Elf scraped his fingernails lightly down his inner thighs. Elrond slid his hands down the back of Glorfindel’s robes, clawing as a furtive touch brushed the tip of his hard member. He tugged at the blue robe his lover wore. “Off!” Elrond ordered, breath coming in short bursts. Glorfindel pulled one hand away from Elrond’s nipples and freed the tie of his robe, allowing Elrond to push the material off his shoulders. The half-Elf lowered his head and bit softly at the blonde’s shoulder. Glorfindel gasped and gripped Elrond’s hips, pulling him forward so that their naked erections met. Both groaned and thrust against each other, seeking to soothe the heat of their bodies. Glorfindel slid Elrond’s robe off his shoulders and made sure it covered the tabletop. He then lowered Elrond to lay back against the silky fabric, dark silver grey eyes staring up at him with desire. Elrond moaned as Glorfindel kissed across his belly and then licked a pearl of pre-cum from the tip of his shaft. Glorfindel stroked Elrond’s trembling thighs and guided him so that he was positioned correctly at the edge of the table. Groans and sighs of pleasure filled the darkened room. Soft mutterings of Elvish being whispered from the pair as they made love lingered in the shadowed corners. The moon and stars that shone through the windows the only faint light that fell over the two lovers. Glorfindel caressed around the root of Elrond’s passion, sliding his hands down to cup his scrotum and carefully rolling his testes between his fingers. Elrond arched and mewled as his lover touched him in his most in intimate places, the silk robe sticking to his sweat slicked back. Glorfindel slid one finger down to gently caress the unyielding ring of Elrond’s sphincter muscle. Elrond groaned as his lover suddenly stilled and glanced down his body at him. “I have nothing to use,” confessed Glorfindel, a taut look on his face. No matter the height of his passion, Elrond knew Glorfindel would never continue without some form of lubrication for fear of hurting him. Elrond raised his heavy limbs and his hands scrambled over the shelves above his head. Finally, he grabbed a phial of oil used on the cutting knives and he shoved it into Glorfindel’s hand. Glorfindel kissed Elrond deeply as he coated his fingers with the oil. One hand caressed Elrond’s hip as the other slipped between his legs. Elrond felt the oiled digit at his opening and relaxed as much as he could, moaning into Glorfindel’s mouth as one finger slipped inside easily. Glorfindel pulled his head away and kissed across Elrond’s collarbone, restraining himself from thrusting forward as Elrond writhed and panted under him. Glorfindel’s finger curved and Elrond wailed as pleasure raced through his blood, not noticing when a second finger slipped inside his body and Glorfindel began a scissoring motion. Glorfindel twisted his fingers inside Elrond, feeling heat envelop them and groaned. Glorfindel bent and placed his lips around the head of Elrond’s erection, sucking lightly. The dark haired Elf mewled again, thrusting his hips down upon Glorfindel’s fingers and then up to his mouth. Glorfindel hummed and slipped a third finger into Elrond’s passage as the pleasure distracted him. Glorfindel stretched the tiny hole with his three fingers, feeling his body burn as Elrond pleaded with him and thrashed on the table. Both lovers were flushed and panting. Finally, Glorfindel deemed Elrond ready and pulled his fingers free. He covered his member with oil and positioned himself, slowly sliding his shaft into Elrond’s channel. Both groaned at the sensation and Glorfindel leaned down to capture Elrond’s lips in a kiss. Moans were muffled between their lips as Glorfindel smoothly seated himself in Elrond’s body. The blond stilled his hips and kissed across Elrond’s face, waiting until the half-Elf sighed and nodded, raising his legs to wrap around Glorfindel’s waist. Glorfindel gave a slight thrust and rotated his hips against Elrond’s ass, aiming for the spot that would give him the most pleasure. Elrond cried out and grabbed the edge of the table, impaling himself on Glorfindel’s rod. Glorfindel grabbed Elrond’s hips and set up a slow rhythm, driving himself leisurely in and out of Elrond’s body. Soon the pace sped up, the pair panting and crying out. “Glorfindel, saes!” cried Elrond. Glorfidnel fisted Elrond’s erection at his call and began to pump. Stars exploded behind the half-Elf’s eyes as he cried out and climaxed, jets of pearly cum covering his heaving chest. Glorfidnel felt Elrond’s inner muscles spasm and gave a loud groan as he came within his lover’s body. The pair trembled in the after shocks of their lovemaking, their hot bodies cooling in the night air. Glorfindel leaned forward and with a few long swipes of his tongue cleaned the cum off of Elrond’s torso. Elrond purred at the gentle touches and Glorfindel helped him to sit up. Cupping the blonde’s face, Elrond kissed him, tasting himself on his lover’s lips. Glorfidnel wrapped his arms around Elrond’s waist and kissed him deeply, stroking the half-Elf’s back soothingly. After a moment they broke apart and Elrond caressed Glorfindel’s brow with the tip of his fingers. “Amin mela lle, melethron,” he muttered. Glorfindel smiled and hugged Elrond, placing the half-Elf’s head on his shoulder and kissing the mark upon Elrond’s neck. “Amin mela lle, lirimaer,” he replied. After some time Elrond, being only half-Elf and thus susceptible to cold, shivered in Glorfindel’s embrace. The blond released Elrond in concern and pulled his robe around his shoulders. “We should return to bed, Elrond,” he said. Elrond nodded and Glorfindel helped him off the table, setting him lightly on his feet. They shared one last kiss before Glorfindel snatched up his robe, much to Elrond’s delight of the view of his lover bending over. With a soft smile, Elrond started to cover the chocolate bowl when Glorfindel’s chuckle caught his attention. “What is it, Glorfindel?” he asked. Glorfidnel grinned and pointed to the table where a jar with cookies in it was missing its lid. “It seems we were not the only ones up tonight,” he said. Elrond stared blankly at the jar and then smiled brightly. “So it seems,” he said. Glorfidnel reached for his lover but Elrond slipped away and walked over to the door that led outside. “El nín? What are you doing?” the blond asked as Elrond opened the door a crack. Elrond smiled at him and walked back into his embrace. “Just opening the door so that one of the cats can get in. The head cook Fainlith has been complaining of mice,” he said as he snuggled against Glorfindel’s side. Glorfindel accepted that and kissed the crown of his dark head, guiding them up the stairs and out of the kitchen. Elrond glanced over his shoulder and smiled as they left. Silence reigned the kitchen for several minutes before Rizz shook himself fiercely and tugged his coat as far down as he could. “Bluebell,” he said roughly. “We best be leaving before any more Elfies decide to come in.” The fairy stood, her face still bright red. The inner thighs of her stockings were wet and she blushed as she folded her blue wings in front of herself. “Oh dear,” Bluebell squeaked. Rizz coughed and gathered up the cookies, walking toward the edge of the table. “Lets be going,” he repeated. Bluebell followed, blushing, and the pair made it down the leg of the table. They slipped out the open door and escaped into the night. Up in the house, a single light was extinguished and two lovers settled down in each other’s arms to sleep.