Gelding the Stallion

Worship

Rivendell, T.A. 605



“Glorfindel?” Harry called as he entered the elf-lord’s private chambers.



“Yes, Harry?” the blonde Elf replied.



“Nobody wants to play with me today,” Harry pouted, his lower lip sticking out a bit and quivering. “Are you busy too?”



Glorfindel’s eyes were caught by those full lips, and he could not tear his gaze awa.



“Glorfindel?” Harry prompted, green eyes wide and pleading. “Busy?”



The blonde snapped out of his daze, looking down at the paperwork at his desk.



It could wait.



“Never too busy for you,” Glorfindel replied with a small smile, pushing his chair back from his desk.



Harry let out an exclamation of delight and jumped onto Glorfindel’s lap for a hug.



“I want to play a game…” the beauty murmured lightly against Glorfindel’s sensitive neck.



Glorfindel shivered at the proximity of that mouth. He could feel Harry’s warm breath against his skin, and those lips lightly brushed against him as Harry spoke.



“L-let me get my chess set,” Glorfindel managed to reply.



Harry shook his head.



“I do not wish to play chess,” the Elfling stated, gazing up at him with big green eyes. “Can we play a different game?”



“Whatever you want,” Glorfindel assured.



Harry beamed at him brightly, and Glorfindel’s breath caught at his beauty.



Then the little Elfling shifted in his lap so they were face-to-face, and Harry leaned up for a soft kiss.



“Mmm,” Harry moaned. “I want you to teach me what you like.”



“I-I thought you wanted to play a game,” Glorfindel managed, fighting back the urge to lay

Harry back against the desk and just take him.



“This is the game,” the brunette responded. “You tell me what you like, and I learn what to do.”



“Harry…” Glorfindel moaned as that warm, wet mouth latched onto his sensitive ear and began to suck and nibble.



Harry squirmed on his lap again, managing to grind their erections together.



Glorfindel brought his hands to Harry’s hips to still his movements.



“You do not know what you are doing,” he murmured, trying desperately to regain control of the situation.



“Do you want to be inside me?” Harry asked. “I want you to be inside me.”



Glorfindel closed his eyes and moaned at the words, and Harry took that moment to slip Glorfindel’s tunic over his head.



The blonde’s hands fell back to those slender hips, and Harry leaned forward to delicately lick and suck and nipple at his strong neck and shoulder.



“So smooth,” Harry murmured, running his hands all over Glorfindel’s soft skin and hard, defined muscles.



“Harry,” Glorfindel moaned, throwing his head back in pleasure as that wonderful mouth descended to latch onto one of his sensitive nipples.



“Mmm?” Harry hummed in response, creating pleasurable vibrations.



Glorfindel’s control snapped, and he stood up with Harry in his arms. Harry wrapped his arms

and legs around that hard body as Glorfindel strode towards the bedroom.



The blonde Elf tossed Harry onto the bed, and the Elfling squirmed out of his clothes impatiently as Glorfindel quickly rid himself of his leggings.



“Oh…” Harry stated, shocked as he got his first real view of Glorfindel’s naked body.



The blonde was tall, muscular, and defined. The lines of his body revealed his strength, and Harry squirmed at the idea of all strength dedicated to giving him pleasure…



“Erestor did not look like that!” Harry murmured softly to himself as his wide eyes took in

Glorfindel’s large member.



He was a lot larger than the chief advisor…



Glorfindel stood stock still at that comment.



“Erestor?” he questioned softly, steel lacing his calm tone.



“Oh…” Harry trailed off, blushing. “He…he answered my questions…”



“By showing you his body?” the blonde questioned, grey eyes sweeping over Harry’s lithe, pale form.



His sharp eyes narrowed at the bite mark surrounding Harry’s left nipple…



“He touched you?” the blonde growled.



“Glorfindel…” Harry said worriedly. “He was just demonstrating so I would understand…”



And Glorfindel suddenly understood what happened with perfect clarity.



“You went to him with questions, and he took advantage of your innocence,” the blonde

snarled. “That he dared touch you…”



“Glorfindel…” Harry whimpered, not liking the anger covering the beautiful face.



“Oh, little one…” the blonde trailed off when he saw Harry’s expression.



He got on the bed, heedless of their naked forms, and pulled Harry into his arms for a hug.



“I do not blame you,” he whispered softly into one delicately pointed ear. “You did not know better…You are so sweet and innocent, and he took advantage of your naivety.”



“It was just a game…” Harry responded. “I wanted him to.”



Glorfindel closed his eyes at the uncertainty in the Elfling’s voice.



Erestor was one dead Elf.



“I love you,” Glorfindel declared softly. “I love you. I adore you. I worship you.”



Harry stared at him with big green eyes, and then a smile spread across his lips.



The green-eyed youth leaned forward to give Glorfindel a chaste kiss.



“Elrohir says that you worship at the altar of my innocene,” Harry informed him.



“I just worship you in general,” Glorfindel responded, burying his face in that silky black hair. “How could I not?”



“Does this mean that you will marry me now?” Harry asked innocently.



“If you promise not to play games with anyone else,” Glorfindel answered.



“But you will play stallions and mares with me?” the little Elfling questioned.



Glorfindel pulled back, not appreciating the reminder of Erestor’s manipulations.



“I will make love to you,” he corrected. “And that is much better.”



Harry smiled at him brightly, snuggling into that broad chest.



“Can we make love now?” he asked softly, big green eyes staring up pleadingly at Glorfindel.



And Glorfindel could do nothing but give his little love what he wanted…



He would kill Erestor later…



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