Disclaimer: Lord of the rings does not belong to me
C2: If you would like to put this story in a C2 please ask
Warnings: Yaoi/Slash
Pairings: Glorfindel/Erestor
Author's Note: Thank you for the reviews! Sorry, they do get into a fight in this chapter. But do not despair, it might work out in the end. Key word might! Please review!

Everything about you
By Clio Leanan Sidhe

Chapter three

Glorfindel watched Erestor with amusement. They had shared a couple of wines and now both were fairly drunk. The night had progressed quickly and Glorfindel and Erestor had spend it together. A drunken chuckle left Erestor's lips and he spun around to face Glorfindel. "I have a question for you, Glorfindel." He started and swayed around in his drunken state. "Why do you always annoy me?"

Glorfindel grinned sheepishly and stepped close to Erestor. He placed his hands on the smaller ones hips to keep himself steady. "Because it is the only way to get your attention." The blonde explained. "And I enjoy your attention."

Erestor chuckled and felt Glorfindel's fingers brush over his cheek. He blinked a couple of times as Glorfindel leaned forwards. He could feel the Lords other hand behind his neck and it made him smile. "What are you doing Glorfindel?" The raven haired elf asked innocently, looking up at Glorfindel with confused eyes.

"I am going to kiss you." Glorfindel stated and looked at the other's soft pink lips. He smiled slightly before pressing their lips together and closing his eyes.

Erestor felt warmth spreading through his body. He wrapped his arms around Glorfindel's neck to keep himself standing. He parted his lips when he felt Glorfindel's tongue pressing against his pale lips and his cheeks turned crimson when a soft moan left from the Lord's lips. Glorfindel's fingers were massaging the back of his neck in circles, making Erestor's knees weak.

Glorfindel felt his stomach clench, enjoying the sweetness which belonged to Erestor. The raven haired elf tasted of sugar and vanilla, almost to sweet to be true. "You are a far better kisser then Lindir." Glorfindel decided when he pulled away from Erestor. When he felt himself being pushed backwards he groaned in annoyance. "What?" He spat and looked at Erestor.

"You horrible fiend!" Erestor exclaimed, quickly sobering. He rubbed the back of his hand over his lips.

"Oh Erestor, please." Glorfindel whined. "Not again, do not fight me, not on this evening." He tried and felt his heart falter. He knew that he had definitely used the wrong words, angering Erestor even more.

"Just go back to Lindir, I do not wish for you to be here..."

Glorfindel hissed through clenched teeth, anger rising within him. "Very well, Chief Counsellor." He continued, all ready walking away from the secluded hiding area he had shared with Erestor and none else. "I hope you enjoy your silent company!"

OOO

Glorfindel felt anger rise inside of him. He did not understand, every time he spend his time with Erestor it ended in a fight. He did not know the reason, somehow it always ended with harsh words and yelling voices.

"Glorfindel?"

The blonde stopped abruptly and turned his head, he smirked when he saw Lindir looking at him strangely. "Lindir..."

"Where were you?" The other asked, his voice soft and slightly slurred. "I was looking for you." He finally continued and walked over to Glorfindel. He took the other's hands in his own and pressed his lips to the soft skin of Glorfindel's neck.

"I will not go again, Lindir, I promise you." He breathed and closed his eyes, feeling Lindir's lips move against the skin of his neck. The warm mouth left a trail behind, towards his jaw and finally resting upon his lips. Glorfindel's eyes fluttered closed and he wrapped his arms around Lindir's thin waist. Within seconds he had forgotten about the chief counsellor.

OOO

Erestor looked up at the ceiling, lying in his bed. His eyes fluttered a couple of times when he heard a knock upon his door which was followed by Elrond's tired voice. He remained quiet, hoping that Elrond would leave eventually.

He closed his eyes and frowned, images of Glorfindel darting behind his closed eyelids. He knew that Glorfindel was now with Lindir and it made his stomach clench. He did not wish to know what was going to happen between Glorfindel and Lindir who were probably both drunk.

Erestor turned around and closed his eyes, a sigh escaping his lips. He could heard Elrond's footsteps on the other side of the door. The Lord shuffled around a little before eventually leaving without another word.

Eresetor opened his eyes again and turned to look at the dark wooden closed door. He no longer heard Elrond on the other side and he let out a sigh of relief. He truly wanted to be alone for a little while. The thought of the two blonde elves, Glorfndel and Lindir, had left a heavy feeling upon his shoulders. He tried not to think of the two but his mind kept wandering.

Finally Erestor opened his eyes again, angry that he could not sleep. He wished to sleep and forget about Glorfindel's lips upon his own. It tired him to be reminded of the wicked elf every time he closed his eyes. Lately the blonde had always been on his mind for that matter. It seemed the warrior did not leave him alone for a second.

"Oh Glorfindel...why will you not leave my mind…" Erestor asked the darkness. "How can this be...whenever I speak your name or you speak mine I feel so strange." The raven haired elf decided. "And when you tease me I can get so angry, why?" None of his questions were answered by the surrounding darkness.

When his eyes finally grew vacant and sleep found him Glorfindel was still on his mind. In his dreams he could feel Glorfindel's lips brush against his own once more, his fingertips touching the skin of his cheek and neck.

Erestor tossed and turned in his bed, his dreams filling with something more then mere kisses and touches. As the blonde warrior elf moved above him he was taken a back by the pleasure which washed over Glorfindel's face. But once he heard the elf above him whisper Lindir's name Erestor's eyes shot open and he shot up in his bed.

A suppressed moan left his slightly parted pink lips. "Oh...valar, what is wrong with me..."