Drunk, by Senalishia
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b2memB2MeM Prompt, Card and Number: “Be Advised…” - G51: Getting drunk on miruvor
Format: Double drabble
Genre: Romance
Rating: Teen
Warnings: Sloppy drunken makeouts
Characters: Erestor, Glorfindel
Pairings: Erestor/Glorfindel
Summary: Stuck in a snowstorm+getting drunk together
Erestor hadn’t been aware an elf could get drunk on only miruvor. But after two days pinned down in a snowstorm in the middle of the wilderness, he and Glorfindel had repeatedly pressed each other to drink through their emergency supplies ‘to maintain their strength’, and now he felt decidedly...unbalanced.
He also felt delightfully warm, but that could possibly be attributed to his being cuddled up against Glorfindel’s broad chest, wrapped in his strong arms. As Glorfindel began to gently stroke his hair, it occurred to Erestor that he might normally feel embarrassed, or question whether this level of intimacy was appropriate for the current stage of their relationship. But all of that now seemed less important than the utter pleasure of the sensation.
Eventually, though, he wanted something more. He wriggled up until he could reach Glorfindel’s face and kissed him firmly on the lips. Oh, that was nice. Things improved further when he recalled the benefits of using tongue, and Glorfindel reciprocated.
Anything he might later regret was tomorrow’s problem.
Glorfindel smiled hazily at him when they finally broke away from each other for a moment. “Should take you out drinking with me more often,” he murmured.
Format: Double drabble
Genre: Romance
Rating: Teen
Warnings: Sloppy drunken makeouts
Characters: Erestor, Glorfindel
Pairings: Erestor/Glorfindel
Summary: Stuck in a snowstorm+getting drunk together
Erestor hadn’t been aware an elf could get drunk on only miruvor. But after two days pinned down in a snowstorm in the middle of the wilderness, he and Glorfindel had repeatedly pressed each other to drink through their emergency supplies ‘to maintain their strength’, and now he felt decidedly...unbalanced.
He also felt delightfully warm, but that could possibly be attributed to his being cuddled up against Glorfindel’s broad chest, wrapped in his strong arms. As Glorfindel began to gently stroke his hair, it occurred to Erestor that he might normally feel embarrassed, or question whether this level of intimacy was appropriate for the current stage of their relationship. But all of that now seemed less important than the utter pleasure of the sensation.
Eventually, though, he wanted something more. He wriggled up until he could reach Glorfindel’s face and kissed him firmly on the lips. Oh, that was nice. Things improved further when he recalled the benefits of using tongue, and Glorfindel reciprocated.
Anything he might later regret was tomorrow’s problem.
Glorfindel smiled hazily at him when they finally broke away from each other for a moment. “Should take you out drinking with me more often,” he murmured.
