Do I look like a Librarian?

dearerestor:

‘Much goes on in my mind, Mikhail. Mostly that you must be exhausted from running through it all day,’ the line made him cringe internally, it was cheesy and unlike him but the tall elf only wanted to ease the other’s worry. After placing a simple kiss on Mikhail’s jaw he sat on the edge of the bed. ‘I want to look after you tonight.’

dearerestor:

He made little reaction at Elrond’s presence and instead gave a little half smile as he received a warm cloak after being brushed off, ‘I recall the garden was always very pretty in the snow...’ Not to worry his friend, Erestor stood up and found Elrond’s sleeve with the very tips of his fingers - wary of icy patches he could slip on.

@mikhailvalhidris

He was surprised not to find Erestor in the library at this hour, having stopped by there as he usually did on his way from the kitchen for a quick bite; his first of the day. Passing back by, he went straight to Erestor’s room, hoping to spend some time away from work and hopefully without so many thoughts dashing about his head.

He had settled in a chair by the now curtained windows and hadn’t waited long for the familiar knock and tiny creatures bolting for the door as curiosity tempted them - of course Mikhail would expect the escape attempt.

“No…not at all.” Mikhail answered slowly, finding Erestor in his seat and pausing by the door to fully absorb the room. It seemed he’d been waited for, prepared for even, and he didn’t want to miss anything he was meant to see. His lips moved to ask how the elf had known such things, but he stopped himself; recalling again how wise he was, and just how many books were locked away in his mind. He knew much, that was sure, and foreign flora seemed a simple enough task for him to have managed.

@mikhailvalhidris

He was surprised not to find Erestor in the library at this hour, having stopped by there as he usually did on his way from the kitchen for a quick bite; his first of the day. Passing back by, he went straight to Erestor’s room, hoping to spend some time away from work and hopefully without so many thoughts dashing about his head.

He had settled in a chair by the now curtained windows and hadn't waited long for the familiar knock and tiny creatures bolting for the door as curiosity tempted them - of course Mikhail would expect the escape attempt.

“All that is gold does not glitter. Not all those who wander are lost. The old that is strong does not wither. Deep roots are not reached by frost.” J.R.R. Tolkien

I want bucky barnes to take me out

Mikhail usually slept soundly through the night, his senses still aware enough to jerk him awake in a moment at any sign of trouble, but tuned enough as well to let him sleep deep and hard while he could. It was rare he woke up for anything less than the feeling of danger, but his eyes cracked slowly for another sound. For several moments he simply listened and tried to tell if he was dreaming, for what he heard was soft singing, though not in any words he understood.

Rusk fell asleep by the time she had finished singing and the elleth carefully moved his weapons a small distance away in case his nightmares took a turn for the worst, something that had happened on occasion. With a sigh she placed his cover over him and turned to get into her own bed - she froze when she realised their guest was not sleeping. ‘He remembers what happened to us in the cells…the orcs and their games.’ She whispered quietly to him, ‘If I don’t sing to him he doesn’t sleep at all.’

Surprising himself, Mikhail had no sharp words about the encounter nor for Rusk, and offered no argument to her demands. His mind still spun dizzily with a sickening kind of hope that he tried desperately to smother. He’d only maintained his resolve this far in life by killing it in the cradle, and now found himself struggling to manage the feeling when it truly hit him en force.

It was still dark outside when Erestor awoke, Rusk had already gone moments before and the elleth dragged herself up to wash. Her feet were light on the ground as she made her way to the odd little pool, unconcerned with her lack of clothing - she didn’t care what anyone saw, Rusk had seen it all and Mikhail was sound asleep.

"I brought you some food. Now crawl over here and lick it out of the bowl like a good pet."

[X]

Erestor sat on the floor, rubbing his ear as nochantly as possible, pretending to ignore the man until he was gone. Mairon wouldn’t stay mad...he never did.

Licks persistently at cheek freckles with a purr

[X]

“Mhmm yes, that would certainly have been interesting.” Mairon replied with a smile, grabbing the others tail lightly, though not pulling on it, he knew how easily it could pop. “I would have loved to shape you from an early age on.” He continued his musing. “To have been your first.”

Erestor licked the underneath of Mairon’s chin and gave a small purr, ‘You wouldn’t send Erestor to ‘‘pre-home’‘?’ The cat wasn’t sure if he’d ever been asked about the pre-homes before so he added, ‘You would have been first?’

“I wouldn’t have wanted to miss that.” Mairon replied, smiling at the other. Then his smile turned into a smirk as the hand the feline hadn’t wrapped his tail around slinked into the others pants, cupping his backside and squeezing lightly. “I would have made sure you were needy and wanting. You would have been sprawled out on the bed underneath me.” He traced the others cleft with his fingertips, then pressed two fingers between his cheeks to prod gently at his entrance. “I would have teased you so much that you would have been dripping wet.” 

‘Mya!’ Erestor jolted a little as Mairon’s hands slipped into his clothing and gave him a squeeze - they were supposed to be cuddling and now the human was going to get him all riled up! Still, it was always pleasant when the other would lower his voice and begin describing what he would do to the cat, Erestor’s eyes became half lidded and his purring became a little deeper.

Erestor listened to him quietly, let Elrond get his concerns out before thinking of a way to respond. He couldn’t stop his hand from reaching out to gently stroke through the peredhel’s hair, a reassuring smile coming to his lips as the need to make him feel better became overwhelming. He had no words to comfort his friend and instead spoke the truth. ‘It has.’

At least Erestor was somewhat aware of it, Elrond thought to himself. Even though he still worried, the fact that Erestor was stroking his cheek must have been a good sign. Some part of him remembered that they were close friends, even though he didn’t address him like one.

Erestor nodded simply, for now he would be happy to eat and catch up with his friend. Though now he wondered if they had perhaps been more? ‘I should sit and write my own biography lest I forget my name!’ He was of course joking but hoped it might cheer the air a little.

‘Of course I was surprised…’ He’d forgotten just how sharp Elrond was even as a child. ‘Listen, It’s very important we get you put of sight…then I will tell you the truth - I’m sorry I tried to lie to you.’

The urgency in Erestor’s voice, coupled with the fact that he’d just admitted to lying, gave Elrond an unpleasant queasy feeling. He stepped backwards quietly, not sure of what to do. He’d always liked Erestor, and he always did what grown ups told him to do. But this felt unsafe.

‘...’ Erestor let a sigh out through his nose, listening hard for anyone nearby before opening his mouth, ‘The last time I saw you, you were fully grown, Lord of this place and a little merry on wine.’ his voice was low so no one would hear by chance. ‘Now you are, what I am supposing, a child. Someone is playing a trick on you or there may be danger and all I want is to keep you safe - also prevent panic.’

Erestor had always promised never to lie to Elrond, apart from a lie he told all, Elrond was far too precious to the ellon to deceive. This was different, it seemed whatever or whomever had done this to the other had also removed any memories Elrond had as an adult. So he would lie only a little.

A frown creased Elrond’s brow as Erestor spoke to him soothingly. The ellon’s voice was comforting, and he was familiar, but something… something wasn’t quite right.

‘Of course I was surprised...’ He’d forgotten just how sharp Elrond was even as a child. ‘Listen, It’s very important we get you put of sight...then I will tell you the truth - I’m sorry I tried to lie to you.’