First Embrace
By Daeomae Glorfindel, Erestor
Rating PG
Warnings: None
Disclaimer: Don't belong to me. They belong to Tolkien, which is
too bad, because I could have made a killing by now!
Beta: Trirarien - Thanks dear!
Summary: Glorfindel and Erestor are nervous about their first time.
Glorfindel was excited, in fact, that might have been an
understatement. He felt he had been waiting for so long for this day
to come. He took great pride in readying himself for what he was
sure would be a monumental moment in his reborn life. He searched
high and low for the perfect garments. He finally settled upon a
midnight blue robe with intricately designed golden flowers woven
into the neckline and sleeve cuffs and a pair of matching leggings.
He chose his long soft leather black boots to finish off the rather
grand ensemble. Sitting down in front of his gilded mirror, he
brushed his long golden hair to a brilliant shine before setting
about the task of weaving his own distinctive braids into a
marvelous pattern that was saved for only special occasions like
this. Stepping back, he took in his entire appearance and sighed in
satisfaction.
No doubt Erestor would tease him a bit for the extra effort taken,
as Erestor himself was renowned for his simplistic elegance.
Glorfindel however felt that the extra attention paid to his
appearance would truly show how important he considered the
occasion. Butterflies stirred with the excitement building in the
Golden Lord's body. Today was the day, and it was time to find the
Chief Advisor for their "appointment."
Glorfindel left his rooms in search of Erestor. He could not fail to
notice the admiring looks of the elves he passed along the way,
ellyn and ellith alike. Few did not recognize the way that the
usually stunning Lord appeared to be surrounded by an otherworldly
glow that transformed the stunning to the ethereal. Glorfindel
smiled brilliantly at these elves as he continued to go by one after
the other in his search for the seemingly elusive Advisor.
Where is Erestor? Surely he has not forgotten that we arranged to
meet this morning?' Glorfindel thought, a slight frown crossing his
face. 'I cannot wait much longer and need him here.'
Glorfindel looked into the Advisor's office, but saw no one there
save Melpomaen who smiled shyly at him before turning back to his
work. He went next to Elrond's office and again he could not find
Erestor. The Golden Lord was most puzzled by Erestor's apparent
disappearance. 'Surely he has not changed his mind about this?' The
frown deepened.
Finally, he decided to go to Elrond's chambers and ask if he had
seen his missing friend. Glorfindel rounded the corner in the
hallway near Elrond and Celebrian's chambers to find Erestor just
entering the self-same chambers. Glorfindel called softly to him and
received a small wave into the room as an answer. As he entered the
room, he looked questioningly at Erestor before acknowledging his
Lord and Lady with a small bow. Both inclined their heads in return
and smiled conspiratorially as Glorfindel's attention once more
settled on Erestor.
The Chief Advisor was shifting a bit uncomfortably under the gaze of
the Balrog Slayer. His all black attire, midnight hair, and pearly
pale skin merely accentuating the blush that crept up from his
elegant neck over his exotic facial features. His violet eyes
flashing with just a touch of shame. His lithe body was tense under
the scrutiny and only lessened with a slow smile and shake of the
head from Glorfindel. Erestor returned the smile hesitantly as the
Golden Lord approached him. They then both turned to walk toward one
corner of the room and began carrying on a whispered conversation
between the two of them, as their gaze seemed to light upon a rather
large object located there.
After watching this scene play out for a few minutes, Celebrian
glanced at Elrond and smiled widely, barely able to hold back a
giggle as the two elven lords looked back and forth at each other
with wide eyes, shy smiles, and subtle head shakes. Elrond shook his
head as he rolled his eyes at how ludicrous the situation was
becoming.
"You are acting like elflings," Elrond began."You both have
confessed to be waiting for this moment for many months now, and yet
you stand there with silly looks on your faces. Please for all of
our sakes, get it over with." He finished with a note of mock
impatience, finally eliciting the badly held giggle from Celebrian
as well as a deep blush from both Glorfindel and Erestor.
Both elven lords looked again into each other's eyes before nodding
almost imperceptibly. They then each took a deep centering breath
and extended their arms out with not a small amount of trepidation,
each taking a warm body into his arms with a smile plastered across
his face. It felt so good to hold that warmth near and take in the
gentle and sweet smell that accompanied it. Smiles and tears of joy
graced both of the elven lords' faces as they turned back to glance
at their Lord and Lady.
Elrond gazed lovingly at them with a broad smile upon his lips as he
announced, "Glorfindel and Erestor, I would like for you to meet my
sons Elladan and Elrohir."
Glorfindel and Erestor were nearly swept over with emotion as they
each embraced one of the beautiful, dark haired newborn ellyn in
their arms for the first time.
The End.