"How long have you known?"
"A few weeks, I mean, for that time, I have felt it but have been unsure."
"This is glorious news."
Celebrian was glad her husband was as happy as he was, which was a great deal as he was on his knees before her, hugging her hips with his head to her abdomen.
He lifted his face and leaned heavily on one knee to kiss her, yet he found it difficult as he could not keep a smile from his face.
"I must tell Gil-galad and Glorfindel! And you must tell your parents!" Celebrian smiled faintly at her husbands excitement. She did not want Glorfindel to know that she was with child but she did wish to tell her parents so she left her husband and went to their room.
Celebrian blushed when she entered silently to see her mother, without clothing but tucked under the covers to her shoulders, with her head and hand resting upon her father's chest. Celeborn was with his arms wrapped around Galadriel's blanket covered shoulders and a contented smile was upon his face. Celebrian smiled at the adorable sight and decided to wait until they awoke on their own. She was about to turn but panicked when a hand was placed on her shoulder.
Spinning quickly, she knocked it from her shoulder and tried to land a punch upon the jaw of her attacker but failed as Gil-galad caught it in his palm inches from his face. He looked at her with both amusement and worry as his brow raised.
"Is my Lady well?" He let her hand drop slowly.
Celebrian attempted to steady her breathing but failed miserably and continued to heave. "I thought…I thought you were someone else…"
This truly worried Gil-galad as it meant that there was someone in Imladris who intended harm upon her. "Who wishes to hurt you?"
Celebrian turned her clear, blue eyes upon him. "No one my King."
Gil-galad watched her go with great worry. He cared for her and wished no harm upon her and that might come to pass if she would tell no one who it was who was that was trying to harm her.
"Celebrian!" She turned from her retreating to see Elrond, standing where the hallways intersected. He obviously saw Gil-galad. "We have good news to present to the King."
Gil-galad looked at the two oddly as they approached, Elrond taking Celebrian's hand in his and grinning foolishly.
"What exactly is it you wish to speak to me of?" Gil-galad was curios as Celebrian seemed to beam as well.
"We are with child." Elrond said as he laid a hand upon Celebrian's abdomen. Gil-galad's face became free of any emotion and he felt as if he were going to fall over. Steadying himself with a hand upon the wall his back was to, Gil-galad fumbled his words.
"You, you…you're with child…that is great news…"He whispered as if to convince himself of it's truthfulness. He looked to Elrond, who's face was clear without any emotion as well save that his held no confusion as Gil- galad's did.
The King kept his gaze on Elrond for a moment before he said again that it was great news and left their presence. Celebrian watched him with concern as he went, his foot falls slightly unsure. Elrond watched coldly.
"A child…"Gil-galad found himself in a room that housed many weapons, one that most likely would not be visited at all that day. There he sat and thought about what was to come.
"A child!" Celeborn and Galadriel were ecstatic and took their daughter in a tight embrace. "We were planing to return to Lorien soon, but now we cannot." Celeborn said with a chuckle.
Elrond watched happily as Galadriel laid a hand upon his wife's abdomen and Celeborn waited impatiently to do so as well. Looking upon this, his thoughts suddenly traveled to his lover and what he had done to him. Taking leave of the family, he went to find his King.
Remembering that Gil-galad had always been fond of the armories, that was where he journeyed first, to his relief, Gil-galad was in the first.
"My King?" Elrond asked timidly as he entered, seeing Gil-galad slumped with his back against a wall.
"What do you wish of me Elrond."
Looking to see if anyone else was around, he responded, "meleth…armeth."
Gil-galad let a roar of laughter out. "Then go and find it in your silver haired lover, your wife." He said the last word with a sneer as he stood to face Elrond who looked taken aback but soon found his anger equal to Gil- galad's.
"Fine, at least my lover is my own and does not belong to any silver haired one!" Gil-galad curled his fist tightly and flung it at Elrond who took it hard in the face but quickly replied with a quick left to Gil-galad's side. Falling to his knees from the blow, he tackled Elrond and landed atop him. Struggling, Elrond found that he had no hands free of the King's weight with which to defend himself from Gil-galad's fists.
Gil-galad let loose and beat Elrond's face until blood poured as the water of a river from his nose and a cut on his forehead. When he flung up his hand for another hit, Gil-galad looked over to it to see the blood dripping from his fist. Looking down, he drew in his breath sharply at seeing Elrond, a bruise forming upon his jaw. He breathed out his lover's name as Elrond was close to loosing consciousness.
"Elrond!" He said urgently when the younger elf did not respond.
Gil-galad took his face in his and wiped the blood off as best he could. Elrond groaned lightly as Gil-galad laid a kiss upon his still lips in apology and cradled his head. "I'm sorry, meleth nin, please…"
Elrond groaned as he took an arm from being wedged beneath the King and brought it to his face. "Forgive me?"
Gil-galad held the hand that was upon his face and looked with confusion upon his lover. "For what?"
"I let you have the news like that to hurt you…I'm sorry…"
Gil-galad knew that Elrond was fading so he lifted his in his arms and carried him quickly to his chamber so as not to be seen.
Laying Elrond upon his bed, Gil-galad went to fetch a wet cloth. Returning, Gil-galad began to cleanse the cut on Elrond's fore head and wipe the blood from his nose. To Gil-galad's surprise, Elrond kept his eyes opened and watched him.
When he had finished, Gil-galad removed Elrond's blood stained tunic and went to fetch one of his own. When he turned from his dresser, however, he found Elrond with his boots off and working on removing his pants.
"What're you doing?" Gil-galad asked as Elrond freed himself of his trousers and walked over to him.
"We've been here before-."
"That's not what I meant."
Elrond wrapped his arms around Gil-galad's shoulders and kissed him deeply. "I hurt you and you hurt me…let's forgive…"
Gil-galad found that he couldn't say no as he found himself becoming heated at his lover's touch. Wrapping his arms about Elrond, Gil-galad brought him to the bed and continued the kiss.
As Elrond broke the kiss, he unbuttoned Gil-galad's shirt only to apply his mouth to his chest. This was all the encouragement he needed and he struggled with his trousers as Elrond removed his shirt.
Gil-galad let out a hiss of pain when Elrond's hand crossed over his jaw and a patch of skin that was turning blue. Elrond stopped kissing him to look at the bruise and gingerly ran his hand over it before laying a kiss upon it. Gil-galad chose that moment to claim him, causing Elrond to hiss when his lips left Gil-galad's jaw.
Making certain that Elrond was comfortable, Gil-galad began to move and it wasn't long ere the first groans left their lips. Gil-galad playfully nipped at Elrond's shoulder as he continued on laying his lips upon the flesh. Elrond nudged his head with his own, signaling that he wished for more attention on his lips. Not being able to deny his lover, Gil-galad met Elrond's lips hungrily and didn't allow him to breath for many minutes, unwilling to let go. Elrond felt Gil-galad's thrusts increasing and, along with them, his breathing and moans.
Celeborn walked quickly, wishing to know if he was alright as Celebrian had shown so much concern.
When he did not find him in his room, Celeborn grew more anxious and tried his study next. After looking about it and finding no sign that he had been anywhere near the room, he headed to the King's as he was the closest person to Elrond save Celebrian….
"Ah, Hortha!" Celeborn took a step back from the door which he had opened silently. Upon the King's bed lay his son in law, the elf married to his daughter, entangled with the King himself. For a long time, Celeborn did not breath but stumbled away from the blissful sounds emanating from the room and ran down the hall.
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Meleth-love
Armeth-without end
Hortha-Faster
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Wahahahah, yes I am evil and this chap really didn't have anything big in it for me to explore, so it had to be kinda short. But the next ones get really interesting….*cackles evilly*
"A few weeks, I mean, for that time, I have felt it but have been unsure."
"This is glorious news."
Celebrian was glad her husband was as happy as he was, which was a great deal as he was on his knees before her, hugging her hips with his head to her abdomen.
He lifted his face and leaned heavily on one knee to kiss her, yet he found it difficult as he could not keep a smile from his face.
"I must tell Gil-galad and Glorfindel! And you must tell your parents!" Celebrian smiled faintly at her husbands excitement. She did not want Glorfindel to know that she was with child but she did wish to tell her parents so she left her husband and went to their room.
Celebrian blushed when she entered silently to see her mother, without clothing but tucked under the covers to her shoulders, with her head and hand resting upon her father's chest. Celeborn was with his arms wrapped around Galadriel's blanket covered shoulders and a contented smile was upon his face. Celebrian smiled at the adorable sight and decided to wait until they awoke on their own. She was about to turn but panicked when a hand was placed on her shoulder.
Spinning quickly, she knocked it from her shoulder and tried to land a punch upon the jaw of her attacker but failed as Gil-galad caught it in his palm inches from his face. He looked at her with both amusement and worry as his brow raised.
"Is my Lady well?" He let her hand drop slowly.
Celebrian attempted to steady her breathing but failed miserably and continued to heave. "I thought…I thought you were someone else…"
This truly worried Gil-galad as it meant that there was someone in Imladris who intended harm upon her. "Who wishes to hurt you?"
Celebrian turned her clear, blue eyes upon him. "No one my King."
Gil-galad watched her go with great worry. He cared for her and wished no harm upon her and that might come to pass if she would tell no one who it was who was that was trying to harm her.
"Celebrian!" She turned from her retreating to see Elrond, standing where the hallways intersected. He obviously saw Gil-galad. "We have good news to present to the King."
Gil-galad looked at the two oddly as they approached, Elrond taking Celebrian's hand in his and grinning foolishly.
"What exactly is it you wish to speak to me of?" Gil-galad was curios as Celebrian seemed to beam as well.
"We are with child." Elrond said as he laid a hand upon Celebrian's abdomen. Gil-galad's face became free of any emotion and he felt as if he were going to fall over. Steadying himself with a hand upon the wall his back was to, Gil-galad fumbled his words.
"You, you…you're with child…that is great news…"He whispered as if to convince himself of it's truthfulness. He looked to Elrond, who's face was clear without any emotion as well save that his held no confusion as Gil- galad's did.
The King kept his gaze on Elrond for a moment before he said again that it was great news and left their presence. Celebrian watched him with concern as he went, his foot falls slightly unsure. Elrond watched coldly.
"A child…"Gil-galad found himself in a room that housed many weapons, one that most likely would not be visited at all that day. There he sat and thought about what was to come.
"A child!" Celeborn and Galadriel were ecstatic and took their daughter in a tight embrace. "We were planing to return to Lorien soon, but now we cannot." Celeborn said with a chuckle.
Elrond watched happily as Galadriel laid a hand upon his wife's abdomen and Celeborn waited impatiently to do so as well. Looking upon this, his thoughts suddenly traveled to his lover and what he had done to him. Taking leave of the family, he went to find his King.
Remembering that Gil-galad had always been fond of the armories, that was where he journeyed first, to his relief, Gil-galad was in the first.
"My King?" Elrond asked timidly as he entered, seeing Gil-galad slumped with his back against a wall.
"What do you wish of me Elrond."
Looking to see if anyone else was around, he responded, "meleth…armeth."
Gil-galad let a roar of laughter out. "Then go and find it in your silver haired lover, your wife." He said the last word with a sneer as he stood to face Elrond who looked taken aback but soon found his anger equal to Gil- galad's.
"Fine, at least my lover is my own and does not belong to any silver haired one!" Gil-galad curled his fist tightly and flung it at Elrond who took it hard in the face but quickly replied with a quick left to Gil-galad's side. Falling to his knees from the blow, he tackled Elrond and landed atop him. Struggling, Elrond found that he had no hands free of the King's weight with which to defend himself from Gil-galad's fists.
Gil-galad let loose and beat Elrond's face until blood poured as the water of a river from his nose and a cut on his forehead. When he flung up his hand for another hit, Gil-galad looked over to it to see the blood dripping from his fist. Looking down, he drew in his breath sharply at seeing Elrond, a bruise forming upon his jaw. He breathed out his lover's name as Elrond was close to loosing consciousness.
"Elrond!" He said urgently when the younger elf did not respond.
Gil-galad took his face in his and wiped the blood off as best he could. Elrond groaned lightly as Gil-galad laid a kiss upon his still lips in apology and cradled his head. "I'm sorry, meleth nin, please…"
Elrond groaned as he took an arm from being wedged beneath the King and brought it to his face. "Forgive me?"
Gil-galad held the hand that was upon his face and looked with confusion upon his lover. "For what?"
"I let you have the news like that to hurt you…I'm sorry…"
Gil-galad knew that Elrond was fading so he lifted his in his arms and carried him quickly to his chamber so as not to be seen.
Laying Elrond upon his bed, Gil-galad went to fetch a wet cloth. Returning, Gil-galad began to cleanse the cut on Elrond's fore head and wipe the blood from his nose. To Gil-galad's surprise, Elrond kept his eyes opened and watched him.
When he had finished, Gil-galad removed Elrond's blood stained tunic and went to fetch one of his own. When he turned from his dresser, however, he found Elrond with his boots off and working on removing his pants.
"What're you doing?" Gil-galad asked as Elrond freed himself of his trousers and walked over to him.
"We've been here before-."
"That's not what I meant."
Elrond wrapped his arms around Gil-galad's shoulders and kissed him deeply. "I hurt you and you hurt me…let's forgive…"
Gil-galad found that he couldn't say no as he found himself becoming heated at his lover's touch. Wrapping his arms about Elrond, Gil-galad brought him to the bed and continued the kiss.
As Elrond broke the kiss, he unbuttoned Gil-galad's shirt only to apply his mouth to his chest. This was all the encouragement he needed and he struggled with his trousers as Elrond removed his shirt.
Gil-galad let out a hiss of pain when Elrond's hand crossed over his jaw and a patch of skin that was turning blue. Elrond stopped kissing him to look at the bruise and gingerly ran his hand over it before laying a kiss upon it. Gil-galad chose that moment to claim him, causing Elrond to hiss when his lips left Gil-galad's jaw.
Making certain that Elrond was comfortable, Gil-galad began to move and it wasn't long ere the first groans left their lips. Gil-galad playfully nipped at Elrond's shoulder as he continued on laying his lips upon the flesh. Elrond nudged his head with his own, signaling that he wished for more attention on his lips. Not being able to deny his lover, Gil-galad met Elrond's lips hungrily and didn't allow him to breath for many minutes, unwilling to let go. Elrond felt Gil-galad's thrusts increasing and, along with them, his breathing and moans.
Celeborn walked quickly, wishing to know if he was alright as Celebrian had shown so much concern.
When he did not find him in his room, Celeborn grew more anxious and tried his study next. After looking about it and finding no sign that he had been anywhere near the room, he headed to the King's as he was the closest person to Elrond save Celebrian….
"Ah, Hortha!" Celeborn took a step back from the door which he had opened silently. Upon the King's bed lay his son in law, the elf married to his daughter, entangled with the King himself. For a long time, Celeborn did not breath but stumbled away from the blissful sounds emanating from the room and ran down the hall.
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Meleth-love
Armeth-without end
Hortha-Faster
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Wahahahah, yes I am evil and this chap really didn't have anything big in it for me to explore, so it had to be kinda short. But the next ones get really interesting….*cackles evilly*