Cleaning Time

Cleaning Time

Posted: May 2005
Title: Cleaning Time
Author: Arthvaineth
Type: FCS
Characters: Erestor/Glorfindel (Featuring Arthvaineth ;)
Rating: NC-17
Disclaimer: I make NO claims that this is true; do not own LotR or any characters from the Tolkien world. They belong to their respective copyright holders.
Beta: Larian Elensar

Summary: Cleaning could be fun!

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Patrol was not a duty for soldiers only, it was also a duty to Erestor. He still checked all the halls and chambers to make sure they were in order before he went for breakfast. When he opened the heavy door that led into the Hall of Fire, he saw a warrior lying on the ground with two traders from a near-by village. They were surroundied by lots of empty bottles, dishes, goblets, small pieces of food, and wine soaked into the floor.

"GLOR-FIN-DEL!"

Erestor's yelling woke Glorfindel and his guests. The two guest s looked at each other and then at the counsellor, their faces red with shame. However, the golden-haired elf lord just relaxed himself, yawning and stretching. Then he turned his eyes upon Erestor's angry face.

"Good morning, my dear counsellor." He spoke it loud with his usual smile.

The two men stood up and smoothed their clothes while Erestor walked toward them. The men bowed to Erestor and one of them spoke.

"We apologize for what we did in here; we' ll clean it up before we leave, please forgive our improper manner." They bowed to the counsellor once more with regret.

"I accept your apology, but I didn't think it is your entirely fault." Erestor said with his usual cool tone and gazed at Glorfindel who still sitting on the floor.

"What?" Glorfindel gazed back at him.

"What? Is this all you can manage to say? Aren' t you ashamed of what you did?" Suddenly, the atmosphere became tense.

"Please clam down my lord," one of the men said. "I promise that we will clean this mess right now. Please don't be angry with Lord Glorfindel, he just gave us a very good farewell."

"No, you two have to get back to your chambers and pack for your departure today. Both of you wasted last night ... Go now and prepare yourself for breakfast," Erestor said to them with a commanding tone.

"But..." The man tried to protest while looking at Glorfindel.

"Just go and leave this for Lord Glorfindel alone." Both of the men followed the counsellor's command and walked toward the door. By this time, Glorfindel stood up and moved to stand behind Erestor.

"What's going on here?" Lindir asked when he came in with the maiden Arthvaineth. The men bowed to the musician and the maiden and walked toward their rooms.

"Oh, Lindir, it's good to see you," Erestor greeted Lindir. " Can you send word to Lord Elrond that I would like to have a day off patrol and instead, supervise Lord Glorfindel while he cleans the Hall of Fire."

"My pleasure," Lindir smiled at Erestor.

WHAT?" Glorfindel shouted behind Erestor which nearly made him deaf.

Erestor took a deep breath and turned his face to the taller elf lord and said, "Yes, 'YOU' are the one who will clean this up and I will be the one in charge."

"Excuse me, Lord Erestor. Are you sure you want to do this?" Lindir looked at Erestor with confusion.

"Yes, please tell Lord Elrond about this." Erestor sounded serious and Lindir nodded and turned to make his way to Elrond 's chamber .

Erestor spoke to the maiden. "Arthvaineth please prepare a few buckets of water and some cleaning cloths for Lord Glorfindel."

"Wait!" The golden-haired warrior stopped the maiden and faced the advisor. "I haven't even had breakfast yet."

"Neither have I." Erestor answered and paused. "Arthvaineth, please prepare a light breakfast for us and bring it when you return with the water and the cloths. We will eat here."

"Yes, my lord." Arthvaineth nodded and left to prepare the meal and cleaning supplies. No one resisted Erestor's commands, in fact, no one dared to say no to the chief counsellor save Glorfindel.

"NO!" Glorfindel yelled at the Noldo advisor again. "Why do I have to do this cleaning alone? You can ask the maiden to do it. Why me? And ...... alone?"

"You still don't feel ashamed of yourself?" Erestor almost yelled this time. "Did you know that you always cause trouble? Others always have to clean up your messes. I believe it's time for you to clean up after yourself."

Erestor left the silent elf lord and walked toward the elves who returned with Arthvaineth and indicated where they should set the cleaning items. He took the breakfast tray and placed it down on the floor next to Glorfindel. He waved to Glorfindel to sit down and eat. The elves left, closing the door behind. Neither Glorfindel or Erestor said anything during breakfast.

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Meanwhile in Elrond's chamber, Lindir gave his lord a word from Erestor.

"That's interesting," Elrond smirked at Lindir. "Lindir, would you be interested in visiting them after breakfast?"

"I would like to, my lord." Lindir nodded and smile back to the half-elven lord.

"Good." Elrond walked toward to Lindir and placed a kiss on the musicians' lips. "Should we go for breakfast now?"

"Aye, my lord."

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Erestor finally broke the silence in the Hall of Fire, "So, it is time to work, my lord Glorfindel." He looked at Glorfindel when he finished his last drop of juice. Glorfindel said nothing though he stared at Erestor.

"Don't look at me in this fashion." Erestor stared back at the golden warrior. "This is what you deserve."

"Deserve?" Glorfindel moaned and stood. He braided his hair in one long braid and took his boots off. He prepare d himself for the punishment unwillingly. He walked toward the mess and started to clean up the floor. He collected all the empty bottles, goblets and dishes, and placed them in the basket that Arthvaineth had brought. It took a while for him to organize that dirty tableware. Then he started to wash the floor where the wine had soaked it. Despite the fact that elves don't feel the weather, they still sweat when they work, and Glorfindel was no exception. He took off his tunic and threw it to the silent counsellor.

"Catch it!" He yelled to the advisor who sitting on the floor. Even though everyone said that Erestor was a bookworm, they forgot Erestor was a warrior before. Erestor caught the tunic before it hit his face. Glorfindel smirked at him and turned back to his unfinished work.

Erestor surprised himself when his eyes never left Glorfindel's sweat-covered chest. He breathed rapidly. He swallowed hard to relieve his dry throat and licked his lips. He felt unusually hot so he unlaced his formal robe and took out a handkerchief before he folded and placed his robe beside him. He took his handkerchief with him and he walked toward the working elf lord. Erestor kneelt beside Glorfindel and handed the handkerchief to him. Glorfindel looked at Erestor in confusion. In a second, Erestor wiped away the sweat on the seneschal's face and placed his lips on Glorfindel's. Glorfindel's mind try to figure out what happened but he was melted by those soft lips. He parted his lips and welcomed the passionate tongue. Erestor pushed him down to the floor.

"Erestor..." Glorfindel tried to speak and breathe at the same time.

"Shush..." Erestor placed his finger on the seneschal's lips. Erestor looked at his captive with lust in his obsidian eyes. "Keep silent." Erestor pulled his tunic over his head and threw it to the side, then he unlaced his boots and kicked them away but his eyes never left the beautiful face below him.

Erestor bendt down and gave another kiss to Glorfindel. This one was different from the one before. This kiss was filled with lust and passion. His tongue chased the warrior's and didn' t let go. Erestor moved away from Glorfindel's lips and aimed at his pointed ear. When he licked the tip of the ear the desire exploded inside the seneschal's body. The Elda moaned when Erestor gave him a warm breath into his ear. The tongue trailed from the blond's ear tip and down to his cheek, his chin and over the collarbone. Glorfindel still lay back and enjoyed the moment. Erestor nuzzled the hollow of Glorfindel 's neck and gave a little suck. A bruise showed up on the golden flesh. Then Erestor kissed down to Glorfindel's muscled chest. He licked the already hard nipple while his hand was playing with the other nipple. Glorfindel sighed with pleasure and felt the tightness of his leggings. It seemed Erestor felt the same thing about his leggings. Glorfindel tried to touch Erestor and remove his leggings, but the counsellor stopped him.

"Allow me." He placed his lips on the elf lord once before he worked on Glorfindel's leggings as well as his own. The blond lord's length sprang free. After Erestor took off his lover's leggings, he unlaced his own and let them slide down then kicked them aside. Erestor was already hard as Glorfindel.

Erestor gave another kiss to the Elda. His tongue darted in and out between Glorfindel's lips. Their tongues met and fought for dominance. Glorfindel tried to touch the dark-haired elf lord, however, his hands were pinned to the ground. He was surprised at Erestor's strength. Erestor was not skinny but not that muscled either. Glorfindel's mind drifted when Erestor took his manhood in his hand. He stroked up and down with his own rhythm.

"Oh... Erestor, let me touch you, you are driving me mad with your touch."

"Don' t you remember you are the one who is being punished?" Erestor grinned down to his soon-to-be lover.

"Ah..." the Seneschal gasped. "This is not a punishment, it is a torture." Erestor ignored what he said and concentrated on his work. The advisor stroked faster and harder and licked the pearl drop from the head of the warrior's arousal. Glorfindel blushed, he couldn' t take anymore. He bucked up his hips faster and faster with his need to release. Before he could spend himself on the advisor's hand, Erestor let go.

"By the Valar, what are you doing?" Glorfindel yelled when he tried to catch his breath.

He was amazed by what he saw in front of him. Erestor sat astride Glorfindel. He still had not touched Glorfindel's length again. Instead, he licked his fingers, wetting them with his own saliva and placed it on his own tiny opening. He was preparing himself for Glorfindel. Erestor moaned when he slid his fingers inside his own tight tunnel. Glorfindel's eyes opened wide, attracted by what was happening before him. He watched as desire took over Erestor. He couldn' t believe that this hot and sexy elf was the same one he knew before. Now he was under spell of the dark-hair ed advisor. Erestor pulled his fingers out and lifted his hips up. After that he stroked Glorfindel's arousal a bit then he slid down on to him. They moaned together, the Elda watched as his length disappeared inside the Noldo's body while Erestor sat down himself slowly. Erestor hissed when he enveloped the golden lord's arousal. Glorfindel saw Erestor's pain through his ebony eyes.

"Are you alright, Erestor?" Glorfindel asked with concern.

"I'm fine." Erestor hissed and placed both hands on the sculptured stomach to steady himself. His lustful eyes looked down into sapphire ones. Glorfindel did not say anything and just waited for the next action of his lover. Erestor took a deep breath and started to ride on his golden stallion. He rocked his hip up and down slowly at first. Then he sped up as though he really rode a wild stallion on the plains.

Glorfindel clenched his teeth and tried to keep up with the speed of the rider. 'How can he be so wild, so sexy? Why I didn' t see him in this way?' However, he was called back when a hoarse cry came from Erestor. He watched Erestor touch himself and stroked his arousal with his own speed. Glorfindel didn't think anymore, he just let his raven-haired lover ride him.

Eventually neither of them could take any more. Erestor moaned loudly and spent himself on his hand and the stomach of Glorfindel. And Glorfindel, he gave the sexy rider a few more thrusts and spilled his seed deep inside his beloved advisor. After the Elda groaned with his release, Erestor collapsed on the powerful chest of his golden stallion and tried to catch his breath as Glorfindel did the same.

"Thank you for giving me a great moment." Erestor hissed with a satisfied smile on his face while his finger was tracing some form of elvish on Glorfindel's sculptured chest.

"It's my honour that you gave me this chance." He smiled and gave a soft kiss to the forehead of his lover. "However, it seems we have to clean this up again." He sat up with his counsellor and looked at the floor.

Erestor stood up and gathered his clothes and Glorfindel's tunic and leggings. "What did you say? We? Why we? Don't forget you are the one who is being punished." Erestor grinned while he was putting his leggings, tunic and robe back on.

"Alas, if that was a punishment, I don' t mind doing more cleaning." A big smile hung on his face as started to clean the mess again after he put back on his leggings.

"So, would you like to clean my chamber tonight?" Erestor whispered as he licked Glorfindel's sensitive ear tip.

"Umm... I would love to." He moaned and gave his word with a passionate kiss.

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"Cleaning could be fun. So would you like to clean up my office too, Lindir?" Elrond whispered into Lindir's ear and pinned him with his body against the wall next to the door of the Hall of Fire.

"It would be my pleasure, my lord." And they walked back to Elrond's office arm in arm.

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THE END

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