Riding

Riding

Posted: July 11, 2008
Title: Riding
Author: Zilah
Type: FCS
Characters: Elrond/Erestor
Rating: NC-17
Disclaimer: Sad but true: they are not mine. I just play with them. No one pays me.
Beta: Tena
Author's Notes: I have always loved riding, so of course I wanted to write my favorite elves doing it. And thank you Tena, for your excellent work. Without you, I was lost.

Summary: Erestor and Elrond. And some riding.

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Elrond had seen better days than this. He slowly walked to his chambers, wincing with every step he took. What in Arda had possessed him to go to riding with the twins and their wild woodland-prince? Legolas had ridden through the wilds like a storm, his silvery laughter echoing in the wind. The twins had easily kept the same pace, but Elrond had thought that this was far too frantic an excursion to him. When they had come back, Legolas had noticed Elrond’s tiredness and he had apologized. Elrond had pushed Legolas’ stutters aside with a laugh, but when the young elves had bid him good night and left, Elrond felt himself old and tired.

With a sigh, Elrond opened the door to his chambers and stepped in. He smiled as he saw his beautiful hervenn waiting for him.

“You have no idea how happy I am to see you, meleth nín (my love). Your mere presence is balm to my badly battered pride,” Elrond breathed against Erestor’s lips as they kissed.

“Oh, my poor Elrond. Did the twins and Legolas tire you completely?” Erestor murmured, and led his hervenn to the bathroom. He smirked inwardly as he heard Elrond’s longing moan when the half-elf saw the bath that was waiting for them. Gently, Erestor undressed Elrond and coaxed him to step into bathtub. He had added plenty of herbal oil to the water, to soothe Elrond’s sore muscles and the bath smelled wonderful.

Elrond lowered himself in the water and looked his hervenn hopefully.

“Would you join me? I would rather enjoy of this wonderful bath with you,” he said and to his delight, Erestor complied and shed his robes.

Elrond felt the familiar rush of heat inside him, as he watched Erestor’s beauty that slowly revealed to his hungry eyes. He opened his arms and smiled happily when Erestor eagerly came to him, pressing himself as close as possible. They shared soft kisses and gentle touches as they washed each other, fully enjoying their sensual closeness. When they were finally finished, Elrond felt himself almost relaxed. Only one part of his body was painfully alive.

“I am tired, but I doubt if I get sleep like this,” Elrond sighed, embarrassed. He didn’t want to burden his hervenn, for Erestor had already done so much for him. Erestor had ruled Imladris the whole day when he had taken the day off, and now had bathed and pampered him. How had he ever deserved Erestor’s love?

Elrond looked into Erestor’s dark, enigmatic eyes and at his surprise they were full of mirth.

“Don’t worry, Elrond nín, I know exactly what you need,” Erestor purred and pushed Elrond on the bed. He crawled atop his hervenn, and whispered into Elrond’s ear:

“I have sat the whole day in my study, doing paperwork and dreaming of you and of the long, slow ride.”

Slowly, he straddled Elrond’s hips and lowered himself onto hard-rock shaft, making Elrond moan beneath him. Erestor did as he promised and rode them both to completion so slowly that Elrond sobbed with frustration and aching need, when he finally granted them completion. Erestor cried out as Elrond released his seed into him, and collapsed against firm chest in throes of his own orgasm. When he finally recovered, he heard Elrond chuckling.

“What is so funny, if I may ask?” Erestor asked.

“I just thought that riding with you much is much more enjoyable than with the twins and Legolas,” Elrond whispered. He pressed a loving kiss on Erestor’s lips, and felt him smiling.

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THE END

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