okay so this chapter takes place a bit later..about 3 months or so..tomorrow is chapter 8 and that will be the end..

CHAPTER 7

Glorfindel pinched the bridge of his nose. His husband was driving him crazy. Working and cleaning. What kind of life was that for an elf? Erestor saw his husband staring at him.

" Maethor nin?"

Glorfindel looked at him.

" Yes?"

" You have been staring at me for the last half hour."

Glorfindel shook his head.

" You work too much."

Erestor put down the rag he was holding.

" I am not allowed to clean our rooms?"

Glorfindel held up his hands.

" That is not what I meant Erestor nin. I just mean that you run yourself to hard."

Erestor raised an eyebrow.

" I like it. I like to work until my hand is numb. I like to dust even if there is no dust. I also like.."

He leaned in towards Glorfindel's ear.

" When my husband takes me over and over before I slip into reverie. The way he feels when our bodies are joined."

Glorfindel swallowed thickly, then grinned.

" Maybe if I took you now, you would not want to work anymore."

Erestor grinned.

" You could take me while I work."

Glorfindel let out an exasperated sigh.

" Erestor!"

Erestor laughed and watched as Glorfindel entered the bathing chamber. He continued with his work and Glorfindel didn't even know it.

TBC...