this might be short...
also, you will see I write night clothes instead of that awful word pajamas...I hate that word lol..they are night clothe bottoms not pajama bottoms...grrr...ahem sorry...
CHAPTER 4
*that night*
Erestor had taken a long bath and had started putting on his night clothes when he decided to look at himself in the mirror. He turned to both the left, then the right. Erestor lowered his head after he put on his night tunic. Perhaps Glorfindel was right. Erestor pushed the mirror away. He was too skinny, too pale. He was also lacking in other areas, which he had checked prior to his bathing time. Erestor felt hot tears sliding down his cheeks as he climbed into bed. No wonder Glorfindel did not love him.
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Glorfindel sat in his rooms, thinking about the dark haired advisor. He could not help to think what it would be like to take the Advisor to his bed, to make him scream in pleasure. A smile crossed Glorfindel's features. Perhaps he could talk to Ladrien and see what the Advisor's price was. Glorfindel smiled as he heard a knock on the door. After the call of 'enter', Glorfindel saw Ladrien with two of the Assistant Advisors. Ladrien grinned.
" Are you in the mood to have an Advisor this night Glorfindel?"
Glorfindel licked his lips and nodded, walking over to the darker haired of the two Advisors.
" What is your name?"
The Advisor smiled at Glorfindel.
" Siriel, but tonight I will be whomever you want."
TBC...