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"Coming." Glorfindel groaned as he was pulled from waking dreams by knocking that intensified at the door.

"I said I am coming. Hold the war horses." He cried out, trying to distangle himself from bare legs and sheets. He finally rose, hearing the soft sigh of his husband, oh how he loved that word as he slowly pulled his dressing gown from the hook and tied the sash around his waist.

He tripped to the door, his eyes adjusting to the light. He opened the door as another hand pounded on it and he shouted the moment he opened it. "Who in the bloody….?"

The words died on his lips when he noticed Elrohir's tearful gaze. Glorfindel stood for a moment, wondering what had happened. Elrohir lifted his arms, wanting to be lifted and Glorfindel did so, realizing again he was naked underneath his robe.

"What is the matter, little one?" And why did you have to come to me instead of your father?

Elrohir sobbed silently in his neck and Glorfindel rethreaded to the sitting room, where he closed the door behind him. He pushed some of the clothes out of the way, hoping Elrohir would not be asking questions.

He sat down on the couch, small twin on his knee as Elrohir hiccupped softly before he said, raising huge eyes up at Glorfindel. "I had a fight with Elladan. He was really mean to me and he twisted my arm…"

"Child, you could have gone to your father."

"They are busy." Elrohir looked at Glorfindel, shaking a little as he glanced around their new rooms.

"With what are they busy?" Besides I had intended to be busy too….

"Ada is with his council so I do not know and Naneth is there as well." Those words send chills down Glorfindel's spine but he knew that it might be important but if it was dangerous then he would have been alerted regardless of his wedding night.

Glorfindel cast a longing look at his bedroom door but he hoped that Erestor was having a better morning then him. He gently held Elrohir tightly and asked. "Why do you not go back to Elladan and make it up with him? I am sure that you are less angry at him now."

"But he hurt me. I am still angry." Glorfindel groaned.

"Listen, Elrohir, has Elrond ever explained to you about wedding nights?' The puzzled grey eyes rose up to meet him and Elrohir shook his head breathlessly. Glorfindel could have smacked himself.

"Glorfindel?" The soft and sleepy voice of his beloved came from the open door and Glorfindel realized that Erestor was naked.

"Erestor!" Elrohir called out happily. Glorfindel heaved another groan.

Put something decent on, meleth before you come through.

What is the matter then and whose voice am I hearing besides yours?

Elrohir is here. He got into a fight with Elladan and he is upset and Elrond and Celebrian are busy.

Busy how?

Not in the way we should be busy

Oh?...Oh!

He could hear the rustle of clothing and he slowly rocked Elrohir, holding onto the young elf a bit longer and tighter then what was absolutely necessary. What a way to spent his first morning bonded. He should have had Erestor spread out beneath him, or on top of him, not nursing wounds from his charges.

Elrohir glanced up and asked. "Why is Erestor taking so long?"

"He has to get dressed before he can properly greet you, little one."

"Oh, is he in his sleeping attire then?"

"Not quite through you could say something like that." Glorfindel felt the amusement as Erestor heard every word. Finally the younger elf came through, dressed in one of Glorfindel's tunics and leggings.

Elrohir cried out happily and he hurled himself at Erestor as Glorfindel rose and went to greet his lover. He growled a little when Erestor glanced up at him, amusement shining in his dark eyes. Elrohir was chatting on the ground but none of the adults paid attention to him as Glorfindel send Erestor just how annoyed he was with the situation.

If it wouldn't be for the little one here, you would be pinned up against the wall with my lips against your throat, my hands down your pants on your….

I believe we agreed not to leave any marks, Glorfindel.

None that can be seen anyway. I am annoyed with Elrohir, can they not leave us alone for one day?

Do not take it out on him. There will be enough time for us to be alone later, golden one.

Erestor was rewarded by Glorfindel's sigh and he smiled at Erestor, sinking down upon one knee so he could meet the grey eyes that were so very familiar to his father. "Now, what do you say that we go down to breakfast? You know as well as I that Glorfindel cannot think clearly without a good breakfast behind his teeth."

"It depends on what one calls breakfast…"

"Glorfindel!" Erestor chastened hastily. Elrohir was glancing from the both of them interested but he refrained once he saw the glint in Glorfindel's eyes. This meant the older elf was not happy about something and that was saying something because Glorfindel was always happy and cheerful.

They left the room, Elrohir skipping ahead as Glorfindel paused to pull Erestor aside, to kiss the small lips of his beloved which he plundered hastily. Erestor moaned into their kiss, smiling as he closed his eyes in bliss. "Wanton elf."

"Yes, yours."

"Utterly mine, say it."

"Utterly yours, yes."

The usual dominant general of Imladris was unusually submissive as Erestor felt his heart sped up. He broke the kiss to smile at his beloved husband.

"My sweet." He softly said, causing Glorfindel to smile.

"Mmm, your very disappointed sweet." Glorfindel merely said before they followed Elrohir's hasty cry towards breakfast.

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"Can we not go back to our rooms? Bonding couples are not supposed to entertain other people on the day of their bonding." Glorfindel was whinnying, he knew he was but perhaps Erestor would indulge him, his councilor looked like he might.

"I wish, Glorfindel but I am hungry…"

"So am I…."

"Not in the way you imply…."

"You do not find me attractive anymore." Glorfindel pouted.

"Oh shut it! We may as well sit at the table. We are downstairs anyway."

"I don't want to."

"You can go back to our rooms alone then…." Erestor smiled, a wicked smile he knew Glorfindel couldn't resist.

"Cheeky and demanding councilor." The older elf merely sighed before he gave Erestor a small push inside. The smaller elf stumbled if not for the quick arm around the waist.

Elrond glanced up, one eyebrow raised from where he was buttering a roll for his oldest son.

"What are you doing here?"

The elven lord's voice was surprised as he glanced up at the couple. Glorfindel turned back to Erestor and said.

"That is it, we are leaving and returning to bed." But Erestor had already turned to Elrond and said in a soft tone.

"It is Elrohir's fault. He woke us because he got into a fight with Elladan.' Elrond's eyes narrowed and then turned to his twin sons, anger radiating from him. Elrohir hid his blushing face, Elladan ducking away.

"Why did you disturb Glorfindel and Erestor when I explicitly told you not do?" The lord finally boomed.

"Because you were busy." Elrohir challenged.

"we are never too busy for you…."

"You are when the door is closed." That statement drew peals of laughter from the ones already seated at the table. Glorfindel chuckled softly too and sat down, a grin lighting his features.

"So, we will not see you much in training session come next week or will you only be in training since you are up so early today?" One of the younger elves called out and Glorfindel flushed.

"I have many duties…"

"Many of which are to your husband." Erestor's voice growled lightly in his ear. Glorfindel shivered with pleasure and then turned to the dark eyes as he said.

"Then let me fulfill those obligations." And with the lips on his throat and Erestor delightful purr, he knew that as he drew his husband up with him that no amount of stares or confused and delightful faces could stop them as they fled from the room and back up to the bedroom.

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