First Embrace

First Embrace

Posted: May 2005
Title: First Embrace
Author: Daeomae
Type: FCS
Characters: Erestor/Glorfindel
Rating: PG
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!!
Author's Notes: For the Firsts Challenge at Imladris Slash

Summary: Glorfindel and Erestor are nervous about their first time.

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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.

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