Title: Relaxing
Author: Amber
Type: FPS
Rating: NC-17
Pairing: Amroth/OMC
Disclaimer: Just borrowing Tolkien's characters.
Beta: Angel
Timeline: Battle of the Last Alliance Summary: Someone helps Amroth relieve his
frustration.
Amroth was frustrated. After hours of trying to talk some sense into Oropher, he had left in disgust. He would have to send a message to Gil-galad to let him know about Oropher's plans to start the battle early. The woodland king just did not understand battle tactics properly, you could not fight on an open plain using the same tactics you used in the forest. It was suicide to try and he was going to get not only himself and his troops killed, but Amroth's own forces would be decimated running to try and rescue Oropher's forces. He sighed wearily as he sent a runner to the High King's tent. Hopefully Gil-galad would not be `occupied' with Isildur again, his liking for that one was not good.
As his squire removed his armor and leathers he noticed his king's tension and thought that this could not be good for his liege before battle. He could ease his lord's tension and would. Removing his lord's clothing without a word, the squire cleansed his lords body with warm water and soap. He then motioned his lord to lie down as he massaged oil into his skin. After easing the muscles of his lord's back and legs, he motioned for the king to roll over. After easing the muscles on the front with the same massage technique, the squire changed his stroke. Using slow gentle touches, the boy began to play his lord's body.
Amroth was totally relaxed after his squire's massage. He was glad that he had seen that the boy was trained in the bathhouses before they had left. He started but then relaxed when the stroke changed. The young one was lovely and he would not be adverse to some attention right now. When the boy began to stroke him gently, he smiled and nodded to let him know that it was okay to continue. As he closed his eyes to enjoy the sensations, he felt gentle kisses and licks all along his length. Soon he was whimpering and humped up for more. He clutched the sides of the cot as he was swallowed whole into the back of the boy's throat. The boy wasted no time in making him come as he suck as hard and fast as he could. Catching his breath as the boy licked him clean, Amroth drifted gently off to sleep. The next morning Amroth sent the squire to the healing tents to help for the day. He had talked to Lord Elrond after waking from his nap the previous evening and had secured a place for the boy in the tents. He may not be able to stop Oropher from his foolishness, but he could ensure the life of one very talented boy.