-THE GAMES OF THE GODS-
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Glorfindel: *blink* Oh, another disclaimer?
Rachel: But we just did one...
CS: So? It's my birthday! So I'm pulling a hobbit and giving all my reviewers a present!
Bilbo: It's not 'a hobbit', it's a good idea!
CS: ...whatever. The point is, I'm updating early! Really early...
Rachel: So are you going to actually do a disclaimer, or just go on about it being your birthday?
CS: Hmm...I suppose I should do the disclaimer. I own nothing, though if anybody wants to give me even a little piece of it for my birthday, go right ahead!
-48: Boots-
That little kiss probably would have gone somewhat further if it hadn't been for the growing realization that Glorfindel seemed to keep losing his grip on the rocky floor. While this did result in him being pushed further up against me, it was cause for concern, so I pushed him away slightly and shot him a curious look.
"Boots." Glorfindel replied sheepishly, and then hoisted himself up on the bank to pull his boots off. They made funny squelching noises as they let go of his feet, and when he set them up on the bank, the normally stiff boots flopped over into limp piles of leather. I glanced over at Glorfindel.
"I am torn between liking how this day has turned out and wishing for the sake of my - and your - clothing that you had waited to jump into that pool." he commented.
"Lord Glorfindel, Lady Asira. What a surprise." the smirking voice caused me to turn, and I found, as I had figured, Haldir standing at the edge of the springs. Fully dressed and without his lady, this time.
"Hey Dad." I replied boredly.
"Whatever are you two doing here?" Haldir asked, his smirk still in place.
"Less than you and Lady Valinlot were a short time ago, I'm sure." I quipped in reply. "At least, Glorfindel still has his tunic on." Haldir turned slightly pink.
"And I wonder how long it will take for him to mysteriously lose that?" Haldir answered.
"Y'know, if I were you, I would really drop this topic and leave." I said calmly, casually picking up one of Glorfindel's sopping wet - and therefore very heavy - boots and eyeing Haldir.
"Oh, is this a sore topic for the Gondorian lady?" Haldir asked innocently.
"No, this is simply not a very good time to bother Lady Asira," I replied. "Because if you continue to bother her, she might get Very Pissed Off. That has resulted, in the past, in Rohirric Princes being tied naked to their horses and sent galloping through the streets of Edoras." I narrowed my eyes slightly as I remembered the prick who had decided that, since I was rejecting his REPEATED advances for some fun in the hay, I had questionable preferences in romantic partners. On most days, I wouldn't have cared, but he chose to start spreading the rumour the day after one of my favorite horses had died, and thus I lost my temper rather spectacularly when I heard of it.
"Alternatively, Galadriel and Celeborn might discreetly be told about their Marchwarden's extreme lack of manners." Glorfindel said pointedly from behind me. Haldir paled slightly from the double threat, and I smiled innocently, suspecting that Glorfindel was doing the same.
"Very well." Haldir muttered, and turned on his heel and left.
"I wonder what he came for." Glorfindel wondered once Haldir was gone.
"I dunno, but I'm very much going to whack him with Boromir's shield when the Fellowship gets here in a couple of months." I said, pulling myself out of the pool to sit beside Glorfindel, where he still sat on the bank from taking his boots off.
"The Fellowship is not planning on passing through here." Glorfindel said, giving me a strange look.
"Er, I think I need to be shut up again..." I said, avoiding Glorfindel's gaze.
"That I can do something about." Glorfindel said, and, wrapping his arms around my waist, pulled me into his lap and kissed me thoroughly. The kiss was quite enjoyable, and my arms somehow managed to wind themselves around Glorfindel's neck without me even telling them to do so, pulling him closer and deepening the kiss.
At that point, a particularly cold, if small, gust of wind decided to blow across the hot springs, stealing the warmth of the steam and sending shivers up and down my spine. Glorfindel smiled against my lips as he felt me shiver, and without a word, slid off the bank and into the warm water of the pool. I sighed against his lips at the warmth, and broke our kiss only to kiss along his jawline, eventually ending up at his ear.
There, I paused, and a wicked grin crossed my face as I wondered if Elven ears really were as sensitive as many of the fangirls back home believed. So, experimentally, I kissed the tip of Glorfindel's ear, and then licked it. A funny sound, almost like a growl, came from deep in Glorfindel's throat, and I decided that yep, the fangirls were right. In fact, I found out firsthand as I felt a sudden nip at my ear, and a warmth that had nothing to do with the hot springs started to spread through my body.
I found my mouth engaged in kissing Glorfindel again, and this time let my hands wander during the kiss. They came into contact with Glorfindel's belt, and I smiled as I remembered my wonderings about what Glorfindel would look like shirtless. I felt Glorfindel stiffen slightly as I - surprisingly quickly - undid his belt (once again, it was a matter of keeping his tunic down, not his trousers up) and tossed it up on the bank.
"Rachel -" he said, pulling away slightly, and I put a finger to his lips before he could say anything else.
"I think your tunic needs to dry a little before we go back to Caras Galadhon, hm?" I said innocently, and pulled my finger away and kissed Glorfindel before he could come up with a suitable response. Actually, it's rather funny how easily Glorfindel forgot the whole thing when I was kissing him...at least, I assume he forgot, because he did give a small start of surprise when I slid my hands up his tunic, across his bare chest.
I decided that if his chest looked anything like what it felt like, my brain was probably never going to work properly again. And did I care? Hell no. Anyways, I slowly worked Glorfindel's tunic upwards until it was bunched up under his arms, then quickly broke away and gave a light nip at Glorfindel's ear. The moment of surprise and reaction to that from Glorfindel was enough from me to pull his tunic off entirely, and I tossed it up on the bank.
"Yummy." I commented, glancing over Glorfindel's bare chest.
"I'm glad you approve." Glorfindel said, smiling lazily and pulling me closer to him once again so he could trail kisses along my jawline and down my neck.
"Hard not to approve of you." I said softly in his ear, which I then kissed.
"The same could be said of you." Glorfindel said, his voice rather reminiscent of right before our very first kiss. He pulled his attention away from where it had settled on alternately kissing and licking at my throat and kissed me on the lips once again.
"I rather thought it would not take long."
"Haldir, I am going to kill you!" I snarled, pushing Glorfindel away and hauling myself out of the pool.
"I'm not here by my own choice, believe me!" Haldir practically squeaked, scurrying backwards as I stalked towards him.
"You could have held off on the comment then, hm? Polite coughs or obvious branch breaking work wonders." I growled.
"Rachel, calm down." Glorfindel's arm abruptly wrapped around my waist, stopping me from closing anymore of the gap between Haldir and I. Haldir was eyeing me nervously as I gave him an evil glare.
"What did you come here for, Haldir?" Glorfindel asked.
"Lady Galadriel told me to find you, Lord Glorfindel, and inform you that a messenger has been found to go to Rivendell." Haldir replied.
"That's the ONLY reason?" I asked dangerously, and Haldir edged away from me warily.
"I do what my Lady commands, and she said to find you NOW, Lord Glorfindel." Haldir replied. "I was to find you, inform you, and bring you back with me."
"Glory, can I PLEASE kill, or at least maim, either Galadriel, Haldir or Elrond?" I pleaded.
"No, and you know that better than I." Glorfindel replied, kissing me quickly on the cheek before turning his attention back to Haldir. "Very well, go tell Lady Galadriel I shall be along shortly. I need to change first." A small, knowing smirk crept onto Haldir's face as I pulled myself out of Glorfindel's waist-encircling arms and walked back over to the pool sulkily.
"Of course, m'Lord." Haldir said smoothly, then turned and left. I glanced over at the Marchwarden's retreating back, then down at the soggy boots that were now at my feet. With an evil grin, I grabbed one of Glorfindel's boots and chucked it at Haldir's head. It connected with a satisfying thump, and I smiled as Haldir let out several inventive curses, rubbing the back of his head, before shooting me a glare and stalking away.
"Now my boot is going to be covered in dead leaves and dirt." Glorfindel said with a sigh.
"Then go barefoot." I replied, eyeing Glorfindel as he walked over to where his boot had landed and picked it up. He looked at the boot, now a mass of dead leaves, mournfully for a few moments, then sighed and walked back over to me. I decided then that I really forking wished I'd grabbed Kari's Polaroid camera on my dash out of the house back on Earth. What I wouldn't have given to be able to preserve the sight of Glorfindel walking towards me in nothing but his trousers.
Then it occurred to me that it was quite likely I wouldn't have to preserve the sight, as I might be seeing it in real life rather often if I didn't screw things up. That thought made me grin as I happily skipped over to where my boots still were, over by the first pool. I pulled on my boots, and then wandered over to the well-spring to search for my belt, which Glorfindel had evidently dropped while I had been diving.
A loud 'BAH!' from Glorfindel brought my attention back to him, and I turned to find him holding up with tunic - which was as covered in leaves and dirt as his boot. I couldn't help it, I burst out laughing, and Glorfindel shot me a withering look.
"I am sure you are enjoying this, but I, for one, do not relish the thought of walking back to Caras Galadhon barefoot and bare-chested." he said, then frowned thoughtfully at his tunic. "I should have told Haldir to go get us both cloaks."
"In the case of me, he wouldn't have returned." I replied with a grin. "Of course, all my clothes are clean. I could head back to Caras Galadhon and get a cloak for you."
"You would get lost." Glorfindel replied absently.
"I can find my way to places when I want to." I said defensively.
"And do you really WANT to find me a cloak?" Glorfindel asked, arching an eyebrow at me. I opened my mouth to insist I did, then closed it again as I realized that no, I really didn't.
"Point." I said finally, shrugging. "How about going through the trees? Surely there's a way to get to your flet unseen, at least."
"There might be, if certain guards are at certain parts of their patrols." Glorfindel said. "But I would prefer to walk into Caras Galadhon as I am than risk setting guard's tongues wagging at having seen me sneaking into Caras Galadhon as I am."
"Y'know, you could almost just put your tunic on, anyways. I know it's dirty, but the excuse that you got pushed in a pool and then a pile of leaves would explain it all." I said.
"Except the fact that my trousers are clean," Glorfindel replied.
"That can be fixed," I said, grinning evilly. Glorfindel edged away from me slightly.
"Find your belt." he said, and went back to contemplating his tunic. With a shrug, I did just that. I found it quickly, and when I put it on and turned back, I found Glorfindel now, as suggested, wearing his dirty tunic, though he had brushed the worst of the leaves and dirt off.
"Knowing the way my day is going, we will run into Celeborn or Galadriel on the way to my flet." Glorfindel said with a sigh as he picked up both of his boots. I walked over to him and slipped an arm around his waist.
"Maybe it'd give 'em some ideas." I replied with a grin, and Glorfindel twitched. I could practically see the thought 'ew' running through his head, and I laughed. "Come on, let's head back, then. Standing around here is not going to do much more than make you late to meet with Galadriel in CLEAN clothes." Glorfindel sighed and nodded, then put his own arm around my waist before we headed off for Caras Galadhon.
----To be continued...with Kari!----
(And evidence that Elrond, at one point, did indeed have a sense of humour!)
-Authors Note:-
Happy birthday to me, happy birthday to me, happy biiirthday to meeeee! Happy birthday to me...
Yep, I totally forgot when I posted on tuesday that my birthday was in one day. Otherwise I would have made a note of it in that chapter! But now I'm sure you're all glad I didn't, because I'm posting an extra chapter now! And yes, I'll still be updating on friday. I just figured I'd put an extra chapter in here in honour of the happy occasion of me turning 17! And Elijah wood turning 23, but he's not important...
*scampers off to do birthday-celebratory things* See y'all friday!
~Crimson Starlight
-Disclaimer:-
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Glorfindel: *blink* Oh, another disclaimer?
Rachel: But we just did one...
CS: So? It's my birthday! So I'm pulling a hobbit and giving all my reviewers a present!
Bilbo: It's not 'a hobbit', it's a good idea!
CS: ...whatever. The point is, I'm updating early! Really early...
Rachel: So are you going to actually do a disclaimer, or just go on about it being your birthday?
CS: Hmm...I suppose I should do the disclaimer. I own nothing, though if anybody wants to give me even a little piece of it for my birthday, go right ahead!
-48: Boots-
That little kiss probably would have gone somewhat further if it hadn't been for the growing realization that Glorfindel seemed to keep losing his grip on the rocky floor. While this did result in him being pushed further up against me, it was cause for concern, so I pushed him away slightly and shot him a curious look.
"Boots." Glorfindel replied sheepishly, and then hoisted himself up on the bank to pull his boots off. They made funny squelching noises as they let go of his feet, and when he set them up on the bank, the normally stiff boots flopped over into limp piles of leather. I glanced over at Glorfindel.
"I am torn between liking how this day has turned out and wishing for the sake of my - and your - clothing that you had waited to jump into that pool." he commented.
"Lord Glorfindel, Lady Asira. What a surprise." the smirking voice caused me to turn, and I found, as I had figured, Haldir standing at the edge of the springs. Fully dressed and without his lady, this time.
"Hey Dad." I replied boredly.
"Whatever are you two doing here?" Haldir asked, his smirk still in place.
"Less than you and Lady Valinlot were a short time ago, I'm sure." I quipped in reply. "At least, Glorfindel still has his tunic on." Haldir turned slightly pink.
"And I wonder how long it will take for him to mysteriously lose that?" Haldir answered.
"Y'know, if I were you, I would really drop this topic and leave." I said calmly, casually picking up one of Glorfindel's sopping wet - and therefore very heavy - boots and eyeing Haldir.
"Oh, is this a sore topic for the Gondorian lady?" Haldir asked innocently.
"No, this is simply not a very good time to bother Lady Asira," I replied. "Because if you continue to bother her, she might get Very Pissed Off. That has resulted, in the past, in Rohirric Princes being tied naked to their horses and sent galloping through the streets of Edoras." I narrowed my eyes slightly as I remembered the prick who had decided that, since I was rejecting his REPEATED advances for some fun in the hay, I had questionable preferences in romantic partners. On most days, I wouldn't have cared, but he chose to start spreading the rumour the day after one of my favorite horses had died, and thus I lost my temper rather spectacularly when I heard of it.
"Alternatively, Galadriel and Celeborn might discreetly be told about their Marchwarden's extreme lack of manners." Glorfindel said pointedly from behind me. Haldir paled slightly from the double threat, and I smiled innocently, suspecting that Glorfindel was doing the same.
"Very well." Haldir muttered, and turned on his heel and left.
"I wonder what he came for." Glorfindel wondered once Haldir was gone.
"I dunno, but I'm very much going to whack him with Boromir's shield when the Fellowship gets here in a couple of months." I said, pulling myself out of the pool to sit beside Glorfindel, where he still sat on the bank from taking his boots off.
"The Fellowship is not planning on passing through here." Glorfindel said, giving me a strange look.
"Er, I think I need to be shut up again..." I said, avoiding Glorfindel's gaze.
"That I can do something about." Glorfindel said, and, wrapping his arms around my waist, pulled me into his lap and kissed me thoroughly. The kiss was quite enjoyable, and my arms somehow managed to wind themselves around Glorfindel's neck without me even telling them to do so, pulling him closer and deepening the kiss.
At that point, a particularly cold, if small, gust of wind decided to blow across the hot springs, stealing the warmth of the steam and sending shivers up and down my spine. Glorfindel smiled against my lips as he felt me shiver, and without a word, slid off the bank and into the warm water of the pool. I sighed against his lips at the warmth, and broke our kiss only to kiss along his jawline, eventually ending up at his ear.
There, I paused, and a wicked grin crossed my face as I wondered if Elven ears really were as sensitive as many of the fangirls back home believed. So, experimentally, I kissed the tip of Glorfindel's ear, and then licked it. A funny sound, almost like a growl, came from deep in Glorfindel's throat, and I decided that yep, the fangirls were right. In fact, I found out firsthand as I felt a sudden nip at my ear, and a warmth that had nothing to do with the hot springs started to spread through my body.
I found my mouth engaged in kissing Glorfindel again, and this time let my hands wander during the kiss. They came into contact with Glorfindel's belt, and I smiled as I remembered my wonderings about what Glorfindel would look like shirtless. I felt Glorfindel stiffen slightly as I - surprisingly quickly - undid his belt (once again, it was a matter of keeping his tunic down, not his trousers up) and tossed it up on the bank.
"Rachel -" he said, pulling away slightly, and I put a finger to his lips before he could say anything else.
"I think your tunic needs to dry a little before we go back to Caras Galadhon, hm?" I said innocently, and pulled my finger away and kissed Glorfindel before he could come up with a suitable response. Actually, it's rather funny how easily Glorfindel forgot the whole thing when I was kissing him...at least, I assume he forgot, because he did give a small start of surprise when I slid my hands up his tunic, across his bare chest.
I decided that if his chest looked anything like what it felt like, my brain was probably never going to work properly again. And did I care? Hell no. Anyways, I slowly worked Glorfindel's tunic upwards until it was bunched up under his arms, then quickly broke away and gave a light nip at Glorfindel's ear. The moment of surprise and reaction to that from Glorfindel was enough from me to pull his tunic off entirely, and I tossed it up on the bank.
"Yummy." I commented, glancing over Glorfindel's bare chest.
"I'm glad you approve." Glorfindel said, smiling lazily and pulling me closer to him once again so he could trail kisses along my jawline and down my neck.
"Hard not to approve of you." I said softly in his ear, which I then kissed.
"The same could be said of you." Glorfindel said, his voice rather reminiscent of right before our very first kiss. He pulled his attention away from where it had settled on alternately kissing and licking at my throat and kissed me on the lips once again.
"I rather thought it would not take long."
"Haldir, I am going to kill you!" I snarled, pushing Glorfindel away and hauling myself out of the pool.
"I'm not here by my own choice, believe me!" Haldir practically squeaked, scurrying backwards as I stalked towards him.
"You could have held off on the comment then, hm? Polite coughs or obvious branch breaking work wonders." I growled.
"Rachel, calm down." Glorfindel's arm abruptly wrapped around my waist, stopping me from closing anymore of the gap between Haldir and I. Haldir was eyeing me nervously as I gave him an evil glare.
"What did you come here for, Haldir?" Glorfindel asked.
"Lady Galadriel told me to find you, Lord Glorfindel, and inform you that a messenger has been found to go to Rivendell." Haldir replied.
"That's the ONLY reason?" I asked dangerously, and Haldir edged away from me warily.
"I do what my Lady commands, and she said to find you NOW, Lord Glorfindel." Haldir replied. "I was to find you, inform you, and bring you back with me."
"Glory, can I PLEASE kill, or at least maim, either Galadriel, Haldir or Elrond?" I pleaded.
"No, and you know that better than I." Glorfindel replied, kissing me quickly on the cheek before turning his attention back to Haldir. "Very well, go tell Lady Galadriel I shall be along shortly. I need to change first." A small, knowing smirk crept onto Haldir's face as I pulled myself out of Glorfindel's waist-encircling arms and walked back over to the pool sulkily.
"Of course, m'Lord." Haldir said smoothly, then turned and left. I glanced over at the Marchwarden's retreating back, then down at the soggy boots that were now at my feet. With an evil grin, I grabbed one of Glorfindel's boots and chucked it at Haldir's head. It connected with a satisfying thump, and I smiled as Haldir let out several inventive curses, rubbing the back of his head, before shooting me a glare and stalking away.
"Now my boot is going to be covered in dead leaves and dirt." Glorfindel said with a sigh.
"Then go barefoot." I replied, eyeing Glorfindel as he walked over to where his boot had landed and picked it up. He looked at the boot, now a mass of dead leaves, mournfully for a few moments, then sighed and walked back over to me. I decided then that I really forking wished I'd grabbed Kari's Polaroid camera on my dash out of the house back on Earth. What I wouldn't have given to be able to preserve the sight of Glorfindel walking towards me in nothing but his trousers.
Then it occurred to me that it was quite likely I wouldn't have to preserve the sight, as I might be seeing it in real life rather often if I didn't screw things up. That thought made me grin as I happily skipped over to where my boots still were, over by the first pool. I pulled on my boots, and then wandered over to the well-spring to search for my belt, which Glorfindel had evidently dropped while I had been diving.
A loud 'BAH!' from Glorfindel brought my attention back to him, and I turned to find him holding up with tunic - which was as covered in leaves and dirt as his boot. I couldn't help it, I burst out laughing, and Glorfindel shot me a withering look.
"I am sure you are enjoying this, but I, for one, do not relish the thought of walking back to Caras Galadhon barefoot and bare-chested." he said, then frowned thoughtfully at his tunic. "I should have told Haldir to go get us both cloaks."
"In the case of me, he wouldn't have returned." I replied with a grin. "Of course, all my clothes are clean. I could head back to Caras Galadhon and get a cloak for you."
"You would get lost." Glorfindel replied absently.
"I can find my way to places when I want to." I said defensively.
"And do you really WANT to find me a cloak?" Glorfindel asked, arching an eyebrow at me. I opened my mouth to insist I did, then closed it again as I realized that no, I really didn't.
"Point." I said finally, shrugging. "How about going through the trees? Surely there's a way to get to your flet unseen, at least."
"There might be, if certain guards are at certain parts of their patrols." Glorfindel said. "But I would prefer to walk into Caras Galadhon as I am than risk setting guard's tongues wagging at having seen me sneaking into Caras Galadhon as I am."
"Y'know, you could almost just put your tunic on, anyways. I know it's dirty, but the excuse that you got pushed in a pool and then a pile of leaves would explain it all." I said.
"Except the fact that my trousers are clean," Glorfindel replied.
"That can be fixed," I said, grinning evilly. Glorfindel edged away from me slightly.
"Find your belt." he said, and went back to contemplating his tunic. With a shrug, I did just that. I found it quickly, and when I put it on and turned back, I found Glorfindel now, as suggested, wearing his dirty tunic, though he had brushed the worst of the leaves and dirt off.
"Knowing the way my day is going, we will run into Celeborn or Galadriel on the way to my flet." Glorfindel said with a sigh as he picked up both of his boots. I walked over to him and slipped an arm around his waist.
"Maybe it'd give 'em some ideas." I replied with a grin, and Glorfindel twitched. I could practically see the thought 'ew' running through his head, and I laughed. "Come on, let's head back, then. Standing around here is not going to do much more than make you late to meet with Galadriel in CLEAN clothes." Glorfindel sighed and nodded, then put his own arm around my waist before we headed off for Caras Galadhon.
----To be continued...with Kari!----
(And evidence that Elrond, at one point, did indeed have a sense of humour!)
-Authors Note:-
Happy birthday to me, happy birthday to me, happy biiirthday to meeeee! Happy birthday to me...
Yep, I totally forgot when I posted on tuesday that my birthday was in one day. Otherwise I would have made a note of it in that chapter! But now I'm sure you're all glad I didn't, because I'm posting an extra chapter now! And yes, I'll still be updating on friday. I just figured I'd put an extra chapter in here in honour of the happy occasion of me turning 17! And Elijah wood turning 23, but he's not important...
*scampers off to do birthday-celebratory things* See y'all friday!
~Crimson Starlight