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Chapter Thirty-One: Ló Lúce
The end of winter drew to a close all too soon to the coastal region of Nevrast and the coming of a warm spring followed the fast thaw of the season's snow. All welcomed the new beginning of fresh blooms and green grasses but a few were dismayed at the quickness of time. Typically the Eldar were not so aware of the time quickly passing them by in their eternal and immortal lives, but to a few this year it was more apparent.
Glorfindel breathed in the flowery scents of the air as the young breezes of spring blew past him high above Vinyamar on his balcony. The day had been spent making some final preparations for the journey to Ondolindë by Glorfindel and Turgon as well as several others planning on departing with the golden lord. A messenger from the city spoke of a call for more supplies and other needs due to some of the artists and builders not organizing appropriately. Turgon moved up Glorfindel's departure to two days after his begetting day celebration so that he could still attend his party while also having enough time to gather everything required taking with the travelers. The change in the timeframe did not bother Glorfindel overmuch but it made the reality of missing Elrilya for an extended period of time seem more daunting.
It was the day of his begetting and Glorfindel had already made ready for the occasion once he was finished with his other duties. Dressed in his best eveningwear, Glorfindel had donned white stockings and leggings while his long robes were of deep emerald green that matched his eyes almost too perfectly. The soft fabric shone with golden lining and trim that brought out Glorfindel's matching mane that was braided from the top layer over a shining wave of straight, untangled, gold-spun locks. While the cut and length of the robes brought out an almost royal elegance about him, the matching long sleeves with bell cuffs made him seem even taller than he truly was.
Elrilya had been most adamant that he would have to dress in the proper manner since the affair was going to be a large, formal gala with many important guests of the Noldor including Finrod and Fingon from their far away lands; however, High King Fingolfin was caught up in some internal affairs of his region to come to his son's best friend's three thousandth begetting day celebration though he did know Glorfindel very well. Even Cirdan had seen to it to travel to Vinyamar for his friend's important day. Not wanting to disappoint, Glorfindel went along with it all since it was in his honor and Elrilya had gone through lots of trouble and planning to show him how well loved he was not just by her but by the Eldar around him. Glancing down toward the courtyards, the Vanyar lord noticed people were starting to arrive to the great halls for the feast; thus it was time for him to retrieve Elrilya, who hopefully was ready too, from her room.
Glorfindel took his time as he headed down the corridor to Elrilya's room not but a few doors down from his own. He had not seen her at all the entire day due to them both having priorities to finish but he did look forward to this night with her. Much shuffling could be heard emanating from her chambers and just as he came to the door, Idril hurried out and smoothed out her red gown with her palms before noticing the elf standing right in front of her.
"Oh! You surprised me, Glorfindel!" she exclaimed as she nearly ran into him. "You look quite the handsome lord tonight."
He smiled, Idril always teased him at the start of a celebration on his attire but today she was especially kind since it was in his honor.
"Thank you," Glorfindel said. "Your dress is beautiful as well and perfect for tonight. Is Elrilya ready for me to fetch her?"
"She is finishing as we speak," Idril said. "All day she was preparing everything for you and only managed to attend to herself naught but an hour ago. Fortunately I was here to help her with any last things."
"I am sure she will appreciate that," he said warmly. "I shall see you soonest in the hall."
"Until then," Idril said as she made her way down to her own room for any last items before going down to the celebration.
Glorfindel opened the door to Elrilya's room and slipped inside. The door to her bathing chamber was slightly ajar and he could hear noises from the other side.
"Mara sinyë," he called out as he walked further into her room.
The door opened and before him was his love dressed as sophisticatedly as he but with a different reverence altogether. Elrilya's choice of gown was the same golden color as his trimming to his robes with wisps of white and silver fabric cascading down her form. Her hair hung delicately curled about her face and its darker shade simply made her face glow with the radiance her dress cast.
Glorfindel found himself nearly speechless as he laid eyes upon here. She smiled nervously, seemingly the first time she appeared visibly self-conscious about her appearance in front of him. Though, there was nothing in his mind to be worried about.
"You must stay close to me tonight," he said as he cupped her face. "I fear tonight many may try to steal the attentions of a beauteous creature such as yourself."
She blushed but managed to reply to their usual, teasing banter, "There is no need to feel apprehension for I would never transgress against a love so giving and true. However, I may be the receiver of many wicked glares of jealousy being at your side."
"Let them fret," he said before barely passing his lips across hers. "Tonight shall not have any troubles."
Glorfindel took her hand and placed it in the crook of his arm as he lead her out of her room and down the hallway on their way to the awaiting guests.
*
The night was alive with laughter and joy as people milled about within Turgon's palace's hall for Glorfindel's celebration. The mead had been drunk and the feast gladly eaten with hungry enthusiasm. The night had progressed well and Glorfindel could not have hoped for nor thought of such a grand party for one such as he. What enthused him the most was that one so close and caring had been thoughtful enough to make the preparations for such a commemoration.
After the dinner, the guests made their ways to the ballrooms and began dancing to the small orchestra in the high-ceilinged hall. Eventually Glorfindel had been separated from Elrilya as he was greeted by the many attending his gala while she attended to guests as a hostess. Once in a while he would glance her way to find her talking away with a lord or lady only to notice her turn her gaze to meet his even if for only a second, a small smile turning up her lips. It was when Glorfindel noticed her alone at a side tending to preparations yet to be taken care of that he snuck away to her side.
Wrapping his arms around her waist he pulled her into his embrace as Elrilya giggled at him, knowing he had come up behind her. She quickly spun around so that she faced him and placed her hands around his neck.
"Are you enjoying yourself?" she asked him.
"Immensely," he replied, bestowing a kiss. "Will you dance with your beloved? I wish to have a little time to ourselves surrounded by this great festivity you have planned."
"Yes, I shall," she said as he led her out to the floor.
A piece was already well underway but Glorfindel wished to start immediately. Taking his dark-haired siren by the hand and then into his hold, Glorfindel quickly led them into the step and pace of the other dancers and the music. Together they spun and twirled, their toes barely touching the ground as they flew across the wooden floor. By the time the song ended, they were nearly out of breath but the next one that started up afforded a calm reprieve from its predecessor.
Glorfindel brought Elrilya closer to him as the slower song wove around them. The intensity of her eyes caught him off guard and soon enough he could not pull his own from her face as they moved together as one. A memory of a night long ago when they had danced before flickered in Glorfindel's mind and he remembered the power their steps had over him and how a strange feeling had come upon him. It was then that he realized finally what it had been and it was all too real within him again in the present though he had not recognized it before due to his only recent change in heart for Elrilya.
He wanted her, not just as they were but mind, body, and fea completely and unceasingly. The sudden rush of emotion coursed through Glorfindel and he felt overwhelmed by the sudden surges but it seemed to him that the only answer was to make them wholly each other's own. Nothing else in the world mattered anymore except each other. Pulling Elrilya closer to him, Glorfindel leaned his head against the side of hers, closing his eyes and letting her essence wash over him and make him disappear into their own world as they danced.
*
Escaping away from the few partygoers who had not yet left, Glorfindel and Elrilya made their way to his chambers to seek out privacy after the very public night. Holding her lithe frame close to his with an arm entwined around her waist, Glorfindel led Elrilya along the way not wanting to let go of his treasured possession. He had immensely enjoyed the night amongst his friends and kin to celebrate another year in his life and he appreciated how Elrilya had gone through such planning to make the night perfect for him.
Somehow tonight she seemed so much more real to him and not the dream he thought he was imagining each time he was with her. The veracity of her presence almost seemed to engulf Glorfindel and it took all of his control to not be completely pulled in by the lure she provided unknowingly. The culmination of the entire night played into his mind this night and he could not feel happier than to be with one who cared as deeply for him as he did for her.
As he shut and latched the door, Glorfindel turned to find Elrilya smiling at him lovingly. He approached her and took Elrilya's face into his hands as she wrapped her arms around his waist.
"Thank you for a wonderful night," he whispered adoringly.
"It gladdens me to know you had a good time," she said as she kissed the palm of one of his hands.
Glorfindel led her further into his room before they came to his hearth whereupon Elrilya sat upon his nearby sofa while he took off his formal robes to prepare a warm fire for the still chilly night of the early spring. He sat on the cushions next to her as Elrilya leaned into the crook of his arm as he placed it around her. When they were together, they did not always feel the need to talk but simply be in each other's presence. This seemed like such a time to Glorfindel and he let himself drift into the sensations around him.
The warmth of the fire was very inviting and Elrilya's closeness to Glorfindel was enticing as well. Under his arm, he could feel her move with each breath she took and the softness of her hair against his cheek felt comforting. He followed the impulse to kiss her forehead and down her temple but a surge of renewed love for her rushed through him as Elrilya met his lips with hers. They pursed their mouths together in caressing strokes lightly touching at all as Elrilya turned her body into his soothing embrace.
As Glorfindel brought her closer to him, he touched her face and traced down her neck with his fingertips, eliciting a startled gasp from Elrilya. Her soft intake surprised him as well but the reaction he had in response to the effect he had on her due to his intimate contact stirred a longing want within him that he had been contemplating for some time in the back of his mind. This new hold she had on his heart and mind was much more than simply those two parts of him, his fea yearned to unite with hers.
The recognition of such a turn in his loving regard for Elrilya intimidated Glorfindel to the core; yet, he seemed renewed at the revelation and his fea felt a pull that was undeniably uplifting at the thought of his discovery. At first he thought Elrilya must have felt the change too because she slowly pulled apart from their kiss to look upon his face.
With a shaky voice and a gulp before speaking, Glorfindel said, "I have a question for you, Elrilya."
"What is it?" she whispered, staring up into his eyes.
Taking one of her hands in his and holding her face in his hand, Glorfindel spoke finally.
"We have been together for some time now and I do not know how I did not realize this sooner. Though, perhaps the impending thoughts of my leaving have made this stronger? I am not sure of that but I do understand now what I must do. Would you be mine for eternity?" he asked without a flinch of hesitation due to the overflowing sensations of courage from his very core that let him know that he was doing the right thing.
Elrilya did not react at first but she almost seemed to have held her breath after he had posed the question to her. After a moment she found her voice.
"Are you asking me to bind to you?" she asked, barely able to get the words out of her throat.
"Yes," he said steadfastly and took her hands and tightly squeezed.
She threw her arms around his neck before placing a passionate kiss on him that made his mind swirl with elation.
"I will bind to you, meldon nin," she said softly in his ear.
They met again in a soft caress of lips upon lips as their souls called out to one another unhindered and true. The potent kisses spared little coherence in their minds and soon their breaths were coming fast and quick in succession. Seeking out one another, their arms enveloped the other holding fast so that the sensation of being so close would not be forgotten.
After a few minutes their lips, swollen from their breathtaking duel, parted as Glorfindel went on to trace along her pale neck. Each touch and suckle of her soft skin elicited a shiver throughout her body as Glorfindel continued onward until he met the lining of her dress. Many times over the years the two of them had quiet, private moments like this but not nearly to the point of joining of physical bodies. Moving beyond the boundaries they had set previously was overwhelming and both Glorfindel and Elrilya felt the same, anxious anticipation that comes upon one during such an important moment. However, the call of their love between their souls calmed their worries and uneasiness, letting courage surge through their hearts as they came closer to the ultimate promise of devotion.
Letting his hand wander, Glorfindel felt along Elrilya's bare arm until he came to the edge of the strap of her dress where his mouth had stopped. Pulling the fabric down her arm, he kissed further over the exposed skin. Elrilya did not tremble as Glorfindel reached around her back nor did she hold her breath as he quietly untied the fastenings that kept her naked form from him. She nuzzled into the curve of his neck as she unlaced his breeches in an unhurried but curious process. Though, before removing his breeches, she moved to his tunic and unfastened the buttons and clasps that covered him. Soon enough, his bare chest was before her as she pushed the clothing down his arms as he took a moment to toss it away.
Glorfindel nuzzled his face against the skin of her chest that was above Elrilya's dress' neckline. Her soft skin felt smooth and warm against him and a thrill shot through him as the thought of her whole body pressing against him passed across his mind. Glorfindel felt her dress loosen and with a little tug it fell away from her shoulders, uncovering another side of her beauty before him. They both paused a moment in their administrations and took in the sights before them. With a small struggle from within they managed to raise their eyes to meet whereupon all doubts were removed and small, matching smiles were mirrored on their faces.
Pulling her to him, Glorfindel took Elrilya into his arms and felt as her breasts pressed against his own unclothed chest. Their bodies warm touch made them fall even deeper into the new sensations each brought out of the other. After a moment, Glorfindel had them rise from the sofa so that they stood and faced each other. Without a word they finished undressing the other until they were in their bare, naked splendor for the other to look upon with new eyes.
Elrilya had gasped unexpectedly when she had removed Glorfindel's leggings to see his already aroused state. She was not ignorant of the naked form of an ellon due to her studies in healing but never had she seen one before her in such a way though also because it was in reaction to her presence. Looking to his face, Elrilya found Glorfindel looking back at her with the same awe at her form in his eyes mixed with the loving lust that drove him as well, his eyes shadowing beyond the darkest forest green. He took her into his arms again, his hand tracing her jaw line and drawing to the back of her neck to let his fingers slide into her hair.
Lowering them both with his movement, Glorfindel bore Elrilya down upon the fur rug set before the hearth. Their mouths met again in a fervor they hardly recognized of themselves as they pressed together so tightly against each other that they were nearly merged as one. Glorfindel raised himself slightly above Elrilya as he again suckled and tenderly kissed her neck and shoulders while bringing about the first sharp, gasp of pleasure from her as he passed his palm and fingers over one breast. He enjoyed seeing her excited from his mere touches and he hoped she would do the same for him. Glorfindel's wish was fulfilled a few moments later as Elrilya's nails lightly ran along his sides and down to his taut backside, making his skin become covered in goose bumps as he shivered under her touch. The tight squeeze she applied to his backside once she reached it caused him to growl low in his throat in satisfaction.
Glorfindel left her mouth and perused down her throat again but this time moving lower as his caresses passed over her breasts. The mere feeling of his breath being exhaled against her sent chills through Elrilya's body and she moaned deeply as Glorfindel captured a hardened nipple within the warm recesses of his mouth. She shivered more under him as Glorfindel continued to lavish her breasts with licks and nibbles while his hand kneaded the one not being teased by his tongue and teeth.
An exceptionally intense bite caused Elrilya to arch into him and Glorfindel's head fell to her chest in ragged breaths as the tip of his length pressed against her warm, moist opening, salacious pleasure and adrenaline rushing through his veins.
"Take me, melethron," she purred into his ear, her voice deep and sultry with desire. "I want to know you."
"Gladly, melmenin" he whispered back, a huskiness to his tone that was unlike his usual manner.
All lucid thought left them as the tumultuous cascade of emotions and sensations were released from within as Glorfindel slowly and carefully slipped his way into Elrilya. He buried his face in her silky hair as he felt her warmth around him, surrounding his length. Feeling her muscles clench around him as she instinctually tensed at the first joining of bodies, they each let out a shuddery breath as both were enveloped in the swirling bliss of their oneness.
After the greater wave subsided and he felt Elrilya relax and become accustomed to his girth, Glorfindel began to move back and forth. The friction culminating between them hit them like nothing they had felt before and Glorfindel had to struggle to concentrate so that he would not release too soon. They both wanted this first time to last and be drawn out so that they could feel the full pleasure of their binding.
Elrilya encircled his body with her legs, pulling Glorfindel deeper within herself with each of his thrusts. Faster he drove into her with wild abandon but ever mindful of her comfort though she did not seem the least bit in pain as she threw back her head in the heat of their passion. Just as he thought he could no longer hold on to the build up within him, Glorfindel felt Elrilya's muscles tighten around him again as she met the beginning of her peak. Letting go at the same moment, Glorfindel groaned deeply from within as he felt himself release into her. Between them a strange, yet ethereal warmth emanated and encircled them as Glorfindel collapsed upon Elrilya and they trembled from the onslaught of power and sensations while holding each other in their arms.
It was several minutes later when their breathing finally calmed, their bodies glistening with beaded sweat in the warm firelight. Glorfindel nuzzled deeper in Elrilya's damp hair and closer to her bare neck, wanting to be as much one again as they just were. She pressed light kisses along his skin, red and warm from the energy spent in their loving. Glorfindel held her tighter against him as he sensed every point of contact between their bodies. He wanted to remain this way forever and for once he felt as if his life was complete and was beyond any contentment he had felt in his many years.
Glossary
Ló Lúce: night enchantment
Mara sinyë: good evening
Fea: the elvish soul
Meldon nin: my beloved
Melethron: lover
Melmenin: my love
Chapter Thirty-One: Ló Lúce
The end of winter drew to a close all too soon to the coastal region of Nevrast and the coming of a warm spring followed the fast thaw of the season's snow. All welcomed the new beginning of fresh blooms and green grasses but a few were dismayed at the quickness of time. Typically the Eldar were not so aware of the time quickly passing them by in their eternal and immortal lives, but to a few this year it was more apparent.
Glorfindel breathed in the flowery scents of the air as the young breezes of spring blew past him high above Vinyamar on his balcony. The day had been spent making some final preparations for the journey to Ondolindë by Glorfindel and Turgon as well as several others planning on departing with the golden lord. A messenger from the city spoke of a call for more supplies and other needs due to some of the artists and builders not organizing appropriately. Turgon moved up Glorfindel's departure to two days after his begetting day celebration so that he could still attend his party while also having enough time to gather everything required taking with the travelers. The change in the timeframe did not bother Glorfindel overmuch but it made the reality of missing Elrilya for an extended period of time seem more daunting.
It was the day of his begetting and Glorfindel had already made ready for the occasion once he was finished with his other duties. Dressed in his best eveningwear, Glorfindel had donned white stockings and leggings while his long robes were of deep emerald green that matched his eyes almost too perfectly. The soft fabric shone with golden lining and trim that brought out Glorfindel's matching mane that was braided from the top layer over a shining wave of straight, untangled, gold-spun locks. While the cut and length of the robes brought out an almost royal elegance about him, the matching long sleeves with bell cuffs made him seem even taller than he truly was.
Elrilya had been most adamant that he would have to dress in the proper manner since the affair was going to be a large, formal gala with many important guests of the Noldor including Finrod and Fingon from their far away lands; however, High King Fingolfin was caught up in some internal affairs of his region to come to his son's best friend's three thousandth begetting day celebration though he did know Glorfindel very well. Even Cirdan had seen to it to travel to Vinyamar for his friend's important day. Not wanting to disappoint, Glorfindel went along with it all since it was in his honor and Elrilya had gone through lots of trouble and planning to show him how well loved he was not just by her but by the Eldar around him. Glancing down toward the courtyards, the Vanyar lord noticed people were starting to arrive to the great halls for the feast; thus it was time for him to retrieve Elrilya, who hopefully was ready too, from her room.
Glorfindel took his time as he headed down the corridor to Elrilya's room not but a few doors down from his own. He had not seen her at all the entire day due to them both having priorities to finish but he did look forward to this night with her. Much shuffling could be heard emanating from her chambers and just as he came to the door, Idril hurried out and smoothed out her red gown with her palms before noticing the elf standing right in front of her.
"Oh! You surprised me, Glorfindel!" she exclaimed as she nearly ran into him. "You look quite the handsome lord tonight."
He smiled, Idril always teased him at the start of a celebration on his attire but today she was especially kind since it was in his honor.
"Thank you," Glorfindel said. "Your dress is beautiful as well and perfect for tonight. Is Elrilya ready for me to fetch her?"
"She is finishing as we speak," Idril said. "All day she was preparing everything for you and only managed to attend to herself naught but an hour ago. Fortunately I was here to help her with any last things."
"I am sure she will appreciate that," he said warmly. "I shall see you soonest in the hall."
"Until then," Idril said as she made her way down to her own room for any last items before going down to the celebration.
Glorfindel opened the door to Elrilya's room and slipped inside. The door to her bathing chamber was slightly ajar and he could hear noises from the other side.
"Mara sinyë," he called out as he walked further into her room.
The door opened and before him was his love dressed as sophisticatedly as he but with a different reverence altogether. Elrilya's choice of gown was the same golden color as his trimming to his robes with wisps of white and silver fabric cascading down her form. Her hair hung delicately curled about her face and its darker shade simply made her face glow with the radiance her dress cast.
Glorfindel found himself nearly speechless as he laid eyes upon here. She smiled nervously, seemingly the first time she appeared visibly self-conscious about her appearance in front of him. Though, there was nothing in his mind to be worried about.
"You must stay close to me tonight," he said as he cupped her face. "I fear tonight many may try to steal the attentions of a beauteous creature such as yourself."
She blushed but managed to reply to their usual, teasing banter, "There is no need to feel apprehension for I would never transgress against a love so giving and true. However, I may be the receiver of many wicked glares of jealousy being at your side."
"Let them fret," he said before barely passing his lips across hers. "Tonight shall not have any troubles."
Glorfindel took her hand and placed it in the crook of his arm as he lead her out of her room and down the hallway on their way to the awaiting guests.
*
The night was alive with laughter and joy as people milled about within Turgon's palace's hall for Glorfindel's celebration. The mead had been drunk and the feast gladly eaten with hungry enthusiasm. The night had progressed well and Glorfindel could not have hoped for nor thought of such a grand party for one such as he. What enthused him the most was that one so close and caring had been thoughtful enough to make the preparations for such a commemoration.
After the dinner, the guests made their ways to the ballrooms and began dancing to the small orchestra in the high-ceilinged hall. Eventually Glorfindel had been separated from Elrilya as he was greeted by the many attending his gala while she attended to guests as a hostess. Once in a while he would glance her way to find her talking away with a lord or lady only to notice her turn her gaze to meet his even if for only a second, a small smile turning up her lips. It was when Glorfindel noticed her alone at a side tending to preparations yet to be taken care of that he snuck away to her side.
Wrapping his arms around her waist he pulled her into his embrace as Elrilya giggled at him, knowing he had come up behind her. She quickly spun around so that she faced him and placed her hands around his neck.
"Are you enjoying yourself?" she asked him.
"Immensely," he replied, bestowing a kiss. "Will you dance with your beloved? I wish to have a little time to ourselves surrounded by this great festivity you have planned."
"Yes, I shall," she said as he led her out to the floor.
A piece was already well underway but Glorfindel wished to start immediately. Taking his dark-haired siren by the hand and then into his hold, Glorfindel quickly led them into the step and pace of the other dancers and the music. Together they spun and twirled, their toes barely touching the ground as they flew across the wooden floor. By the time the song ended, they were nearly out of breath but the next one that started up afforded a calm reprieve from its predecessor.
Glorfindel brought Elrilya closer to him as the slower song wove around them. The intensity of her eyes caught him off guard and soon enough he could not pull his own from her face as they moved together as one. A memory of a night long ago when they had danced before flickered in Glorfindel's mind and he remembered the power their steps had over him and how a strange feeling had come upon him. It was then that he realized finally what it had been and it was all too real within him again in the present though he had not recognized it before due to his only recent change in heart for Elrilya.
He wanted her, not just as they were but mind, body, and fea completely and unceasingly. The sudden rush of emotion coursed through Glorfindel and he felt overwhelmed by the sudden surges but it seemed to him that the only answer was to make them wholly each other's own. Nothing else in the world mattered anymore except each other. Pulling Elrilya closer to him, Glorfindel leaned his head against the side of hers, closing his eyes and letting her essence wash over him and make him disappear into their own world as they danced.
*
Escaping away from the few partygoers who had not yet left, Glorfindel and Elrilya made their way to his chambers to seek out privacy after the very public night. Holding her lithe frame close to his with an arm entwined around her waist, Glorfindel led Elrilya along the way not wanting to let go of his treasured possession. He had immensely enjoyed the night amongst his friends and kin to celebrate another year in his life and he appreciated how Elrilya had gone through such planning to make the night perfect for him.
Somehow tonight she seemed so much more real to him and not the dream he thought he was imagining each time he was with her. The veracity of her presence almost seemed to engulf Glorfindel and it took all of his control to not be completely pulled in by the lure she provided unknowingly. The culmination of the entire night played into his mind this night and he could not feel happier than to be with one who cared as deeply for him as he did for her.
As he shut and latched the door, Glorfindel turned to find Elrilya smiling at him lovingly. He approached her and took Elrilya's face into his hands as she wrapped her arms around his waist.
"Thank you for a wonderful night," he whispered adoringly.
"It gladdens me to know you had a good time," she said as she kissed the palm of one of his hands.
Glorfindel led her further into his room before they came to his hearth whereupon Elrilya sat upon his nearby sofa while he took off his formal robes to prepare a warm fire for the still chilly night of the early spring. He sat on the cushions next to her as Elrilya leaned into the crook of his arm as he placed it around her. When they were together, they did not always feel the need to talk but simply be in each other's presence. This seemed like such a time to Glorfindel and he let himself drift into the sensations around him.
The warmth of the fire was very inviting and Elrilya's closeness to Glorfindel was enticing as well. Under his arm, he could feel her move with each breath she took and the softness of her hair against his cheek felt comforting. He followed the impulse to kiss her forehead and down her temple but a surge of renewed love for her rushed through him as Elrilya met his lips with hers. They pursed their mouths together in caressing strokes lightly touching at all as Elrilya turned her body into his soothing embrace.
As Glorfindel brought her closer to him, he touched her face and traced down her neck with his fingertips, eliciting a startled gasp from Elrilya. Her soft intake surprised him as well but the reaction he had in response to the effect he had on her due to his intimate contact stirred a longing want within him that he had been contemplating for some time in the back of his mind. This new hold she had on his heart and mind was much more than simply those two parts of him, his fea yearned to unite with hers.
The recognition of such a turn in his loving regard for Elrilya intimidated Glorfindel to the core; yet, he seemed renewed at the revelation and his fea felt a pull that was undeniably uplifting at the thought of his discovery. At first he thought Elrilya must have felt the change too because she slowly pulled apart from their kiss to look upon his face.
With a shaky voice and a gulp before speaking, Glorfindel said, "I have a question for you, Elrilya."
"What is it?" she whispered, staring up into his eyes.
Taking one of her hands in his and holding her face in his hand, Glorfindel spoke finally.
"We have been together for some time now and I do not know how I did not realize this sooner. Though, perhaps the impending thoughts of my leaving have made this stronger? I am not sure of that but I do understand now what I must do. Would you be mine for eternity?" he asked without a flinch of hesitation due to the overflowing sensations of courage from his very core that let him know that he was doing the right thing.
Elrilya did not react at first but she almost seemed to have held her breath after he had posed the question to her. After a moment she found her voice.
"Are you asking me to bind to you?" she asked, barely able to get the words out of her throat.
"Yes," he said steadfastly and took her hands and tightly squeezed.
She threw her arms around his neck before placing a passionate kiss on him that made his mind swirl with elation.
"I will bind to you, meldon nin," she said softly in his ear.
They met again in a soft caress of lips upon lips as their souls called out to one another unhindered and true. The potent kisses spared little coherence in their minds and soon their breaths were coming fast and quick in succession. Seeking out one another, their arms enveloped the other holding fast so that the sensation of being so close would not be forgotten.
After a few minutes their lips, swollen from their breathtaking duel, parted as Glorfindel went on to trace along her pale neck. Each touch and suckle of her soft skin elicited a shiver throughout her body as Glorfindel continued onward until he met the lining of her dress. Many times over the years the two of them had quiet, private moments like this but not nearly to the point of joining of physical bodies. Moving beyond the boundaries they had set previously was overwhelming and both Glorfindel and Elrilya felt the same, anxious anticipation that comes upon one during such an important moment. However, the call of their love between their souls calmed their worries and uneasiness, letting courage surge through their hearts as they came closer to the ultimate promise of devotion.
Letting his hand wander, Glorfindel felt along Elrilya's bare arm until he came to the edge of the strap of her dress where his mouth had stopped. Pulling the fabric down her arm, he kissed further over the exposed skin. Elrilya did not tremble as Glorfindel reached around her back nor did she hold her breath as he quietly untied the fastenings that kept her naked form from him. She nuzzled into the curve of his neck as she unlaced his breeches in an unhurried but curious process. Though, before removing his breeches, she moved to his tunic and unfastened the buttons and clasps that covered him. Soon enough, his bare chest was before her as she pushed the clothing down his arms as he took a moment to toss it away.
Glorfindel nuzzled his face against the skin of her chest that was above Elrilya's dress' neckline. Her soft skin felt smooth and warm against him and a thrill shot through him as the thought of her whole body pressing against him passed across his mind. Glorfindel felt her dress loosen and with a little tug it fell away from her shoulders, uncovering another side of her beauty before him. They both paused a moment in their administrations and took in the sights before them. With a small struggle from within they managed to raise their eyes to meet whereupon all doubts were removed and small, matching smiles were mirrored on their faces.
Pulling her to him, Glorfindel took Elrilya into his arms and felt as her breasts pressed against his own unclothed chest. Their bodies warm touch made them fall even deeper into the new sensations each brought out of the other. After a moment, Glorfindel had them rise from the sofa so that they stood and faced each other. Without a word they finished undressing the other until they were in their bare, naked splendor for the other to look upon with new eyes.
Elrilya had gasped unexpectedly when she had removed Glorfindel's leggings to see his already aroused state. She was not ignorant of the naked form of an ellon due to her studies in healing but never had she seen one before her in such a way though also because it was in reaction to her presence. Looking to his face, Elrilya found Glorfindel looking back at her with the same awe at her form in his eyes mixed with the loving lust that drove him as well, his eyes shadowing beyond the darkest forest green. He took her into his arms again, his hand tracing her jaw line and drawing to the back of her neck to let his fingers slide into her hair.
Lowering them both with his movement, Glorfindel bore Elrilya down upon the fur rug set before the hearth. Their mouths met again in a fervor they hardly recognized of themselves as they pressed together so tightly against each other that they were nearly merged as one. Glorfindel raised himself slightly above Elrilya as he again suckled and tenderly kissed her neck and shoulders while bringing about the first sharp, gasp of pleasure from her as he passed his palm and fingers over one breast. He enjoyed seeing her excited from his mere touches and he hoped she would do the same for him. Glorfindel's wish was fulfilled a few moments later as Elrilya's nails lightly ran along his sides and down to his taut backside, making his skin become covered in goose bumps as he shivered under her touch. The tight squeeze she applied to his backside once she reached it caused him to growl low in his throat in satisfaction.
Glorfindel left her mouth and perused down her throat again but this time moving lower as his caresses passed over her breasts. The mere feeling of his breath being exhaled against her sent chills through Elrilya's body and she moaned deeply as Glorfindel captured a hardened nipple within the warm recesses of his mouth. She shivered more under him as Glorfindel continued to lavish her breasts with licks and nibbles while his hand kneaded the one not being teased by his tongue and teeth.
An exceptionally intense bite caused Elrilya to arch into him and Glorfindel's head fell to her chest in ragged breaths as the tip of his length pressed against her warm, moist opening, salacious pleasure and adrenaline rushing through his veins.
"Take me, melethron," she purred into his ear, her voice deep and sultry with desire. "I want to know you."
"Gladly, melmenin" he whispered back, a huskiness to his tone that was unlike his usual manner.
All lucid thought left them as the tumultuous cascade of emotions and sensations were released from within as Glorfindel slowly and carefully slipped his way into Elrilya. He buried his face in her silky hair as he felt her warmth around him, surrounding his length. Feeling her muscles clench around him as she instinctually tensed at the first joining of bodies, they each let out a shuddery breath as both were enveloped in the swirling bliss of their oneness.
After the greater wave subsided and he felt Elrilya relax and become accustomed to his girth, Glorfindel began to move back and forth. The friction culminating between them hit them like nothing they had felt before and Glorfindel had to struggle to concentrate so that he would not release too soon. They both wanted this first time to last and be drawn out so that they could feel the full pleasure of their binding.
Elrilya encircled his body with her legs, pulling Glorfindel deeper within herself with each of his thrusts. Faster he drove into her with wild abandon but ever mindful of her comfort though she did not seem the least bit in pain as she threw back her head in the heat of their passion. Just as he thought he could no longer hold on to the build up within him, Glorfindel felt Elrilya's muscles tighten around him again as she met the beginning of her peak. Letting go at the same moment, Glorfindel groaned deeply from within as he felt himself release into her. Between them a strange, yet ethereal warmth emanated and encircled them as Glorfindel collapsed upon Elrilya and they trembled from the onslaught of power and sensations while holding each other in their arms.
It was several minutes later when their breathing finally calmed, their bodies glistening with beaded sweat in the warm firelight. Glorfindel nuzzled deeper in Elrilya's damp hair and closer to her bare neck, wanting to be as much one again as they just were. She pressed light kisses along his skin, red and warm from the energy spent in their loving. Glorfindel held her tighter against him as he sensed every point of contact between their bodies. He wanted to remain this way forever and for once he felt as if his life was complete and was beyond any contentment he had felt in his many years.
Glossary
Ló Lúce: night enchantment
Mara sinyë: good evening
Fea: the elvish soul
Meldon nin: my beloved
Melethron: lover
Melmenin: my love
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