My Fanfiction +++
Just Before The Dawn
dreaming. There was a big golden meadow, long grass waving in the
wind, and he was chasing after Erestor, who was quite fetchingly
clad in a simple, white shift, the ends of the cloth skimming his
thighs, rising delightfully, and tightening around a firm, round ass
with each loping step. He could feel the sunshine warm on his face,
the exhilaration of the chase, the tightness in his groin at the
sight before him.
It drove him
to increase his speed with a burst of energy, tackling Erestor to
the ground, the earth firm and warm beneath them, grass providing a
measure of cushioning from their fall. He met Erestor’s laughing,
amber eyes and his hands finally got to touch him, the elf who had
been taunting him all through the chase.
hold of the diaphanous cloth, sliding it up higher as he looked down
eagerly. He was inches away from seeing dusky, velvety heaven when
suddenly it all disappeared, golden meadow, entrancing nymph, warm
awoke with a grunt, dream sadly lost. He sat up in bed carefully,
trying not to disturb his recumbent partner. Rubbing his eyes, he
looked around, trying to figure out the cause of his harsh crash
was undisturbed, windows shut tight against the cold. He waited for
a knock on the door, but nothing happened. Shrugging and not
particularly pleased about the turn of events, he lay back down,
scooting in more closely next to Erestor, who lay on his back
besides him on the bed, dark hair spread out, the picture of
His eyes had
drifted shut and his breath had started to even when he heard it
again. He opened his eyes, looking over at Erestor in shock. It came
from him! He waited a moment, and sure enough, he heard it again.
eyes wide, shook the slim shoulder and woke him up.
going on?” A groggy voice greeted him, Erestor disliked waking up
more than he did.
you all right?” he asked, worried.
Erestor blinked at
him, his eyes big and sleep-soft, but he was quickly waking up and
gaining awareness of his surroundings with fast growing irritation.
“Glor, what are you going on about? I am fine, or was before you
woke me – what the hell is the matter?”
were…making a noise in your sleep. It was loud and…strange.”
What kind of noise?”
your nose and mouth and it….almost sounded like purring? Loud
purring.” Glorfindel racked his brain for words to describe it, but
that was all he was coming up with, and oddly enough, it seemed the
most accurate. Purring. Like a great, big, gorgeous cat.
in the middle of stretching when he said that, and he stopped and
stared at the blonde. “Surely you aren’t saying what I think you
He was met
with silence, and, exasperated, Erestor growled at him.
I do not snore!!!”
AN: Written for Zhie's