“Long time, no see.”
That voice, so familiar, so nearly forgotten. Glorfindel turned ever so slowly, and gawked upon seeing his ex-lover from so long ago. “Gildor. You... you look well.”
“Is that all you can say?” teased Gildor. He smiled and closed the gap between them. “Welcome back.”
Moments later, they were kissing, viewed by all in the Hall of Fire. It was breathless and sensual, not just another kiss. This was like the first time they were in each other’s arms. They escaped in the familiarity and drowned in the newness, and ignored the irritated coughs from those around them.
“Did you miss me?” asked Glorfindel once they had parted.
Gildor brushed his cheek against Glorfindel’s. “You have to ask me that, darling?”
Author's Chapter Notes:
Gildor, Glorfindel