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Obedience to a king	By : lovinghimonly Category: Lord of the Rings Movies > Hobbit, The Views: 4832 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I don't own LotR, The Hobbit, or any other Tolkien world. The story is meant only for entertainment purposes, not money. English is not my native tongue. Please excuse errors. Constructive criticism is most welcome.

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"We will find a way. Together".
Thranduil's heart stuttered. Once again he had failed, and again she was forgiving and kind. He slowly opened his eyes and saw her gentle and kind eyes looking back at him with fear. She feared him. He sighed deeply when he remembered what kind of sick deed he was about to commit "I wanted to hit you". Baineth caressed his chest with her hands "I know. But you did not do it. And that is all what counts". Silence lingered between them. Thranduil wrapped his arms around her waist and pulled her onto the mattress. Together they lay on her bed for a long time without saying a single word. Her fingers traced over his hot body, caressing him tenderly. Thranduil relaxed through her touch and held her close in his embrace. That was all he could to do. He felt her touch and warmth and felt her fäe's presence. He was content. But deep inside his heart he was greatly bothered about his behavior. The king looked into her face and sighed heavily "Did I hurt you"? She knew what he was talking about and shook her head slowly "No". Thranduil simply nodded and pulled her even closer to him "You are a bad liar". Baineth blushed and tried to avoid his glance. Her fingers brushed over his chest while she listened to his calm breath. Many things troubled her, but when she lay in his muscular arms most of her worries lost all their weight. Still one thing remained and she decided to tell him "My king"? His reply was a deep hum "Please do not be angry, but you have to stop tearing my dresses". A smirk appeared on his lips "What if I like to to that? Would you still want me to stop"? He rolled her onto her back and was on top of her. Thranduil claimed her lips in a kiss before he looked at her mischievously. Baineth looked into his eyes and nodded honestly "I do not have many dresses. In fact after this night I have only one dress left. And my other dresses which I wear in public are not many in number. What if my mother will notice the disappearing of my dresses? How should I explain that? In your bathroom you had torn the dress which my father had gifted me for my last conception day. It was an expensive dress and he might miss it". Thranduil kissed her brow "I will buy you a new one". Baineth shook her head "This will not solve the problem. My father had let the dress tailored especially for me. You can not buy it on the market". The king understood the problem "I will try to restrain myself. But I can not promise you that I will succeed in my effort". He lay next to her again and she nestled her face on his chest while he wrapped his arm around her. His mood was calm and kind and Baineth's heart was troubled by yet another question. She feared that she would spoil the moment and decided to not ask. She was afraid to make the king angry. Thranduil ran his fingers playfully through her hair and thought about her fear. Yes, her question would spoil such a moment, if she would have asked it a few days ago. But not now. He turned his head and kissed her temple "You can ask your question. Don't be afraid". Baineth inhaled deeply "What happened to the Ellon which had touched me in the garden"? Thranduil pulled her closer to him "I could not kill him, even if I wanted to". Baineth furrowed her brows "Why"? The king smiled at her before his expression turned serious "Because you mean a lot to me". Her smile was the best remedy for his jealous heart and he knew that he had made the right decision. She rested her cheek against his chest and closed her eyes. She felt greatly relieved. "But do not rely on your hope that I will have mercy with every Ellon. We still have to discuss your father's unacceptable decision. I do not care what your father wants. If that ellon should touch you again, he will have to pay for it. You can not expect that I will forgive every ellon that approaches you".
Baineth felt that the king was getting angry again and she stroked her fingers over his chest, down to his navel. They circled his navel once before they traveled lower. Her fingers traced around the base of his shaft. It did not take long until Baineth noticed that his breath changed. Small waves of lust tingled in the inner sex, making her wet for him. She began to feel his arousal "What can I do for you"? Thranduil eyed her questioningly "Would you mind"? Baineth looked up at him and slung her leg around his hip "No". She brushed a tender kiss across his lips. Thranduil cupped her face with his large hands and pulled her closer to him. He kissed her back. She moved lower and began to satisfy him. This time slower and more sensual. The king grabbed her pillow and buried his face in it. He inhaled her scent which lingered in the white linen fabric and concentrated all his perception to his lower body. His hips trembled and Baineth placed her hands on his thighs to keep him in place. Her head bobbed slowly up and down his erect length and he moaned out as his lust for her deepened with each of her moves. Baineth pushed him onto his back and brought herself into a more comfortable position before she clasped her lips around his shaft again. Her tongue licked over its tip and she took him in deep. She paused with her lips at its base, and he felt her hot breath on his belly. It gave him goose bumps. Then her tongue traced the vein on the underside of his shaft until it reached the tip. Baineth sucked the head of his length hard a few times before her tongue swirled around it. His breathing became heavy and he removed the pillow with which he had covered his face. Baineth fondled his balls while she continued to pleasure him. One of her hands traveled up and down his thigh before she began to pump his shaft near its base while her tongue worked on its head. "Mmmmhaaah...." His voice was guttural and sounded like an animal's. It encouraged her to continue. He began to thrust his hips upwards from the pleasurable sensation that inundated his body. He groaned from pleasure and her own body tingled when she satisfied him, from knowing that it was her that made him feel like this. Thranduil placed her pillow under his head and watched her. Her hair fell between her full and soft breasts which he wanted to touch. He looked at her admiringly and lustfully while her head continuously bobbed up and down. The intensity of her sensual attention made his body tense. Lust shot in large and powerful jolts into his loins and he had trouble to keep his body under control. He wanted that this moment would last a little. But his unspoken request was not understood by her. Thranduil's breath hissed between his teeth and his hands grabbed onto the bed sheet. She brought him over the edge within seconds. His deep moan filled her chamber and his knees shook violently while she continued to lick up each drop of his seed. Her tongue played with the tip for a while before she looked up at him.
Thranduil was sweaty and his clear blue eyes were hooded and were deeply clouded with lust. His chest heaved and the king tried to steady his breath. Baineth trailed her hands over his body and they slowly approached his chest. She straddled his hips and felt his soft and limp shaft resting between her legs. Her fingers drew smaller and then larger circles on his chest and she began to slowly massage him. Thranduil closed his eyes and relaxed. This was heavenly. He surrendered to Baineth's affection and a deep peace filled his fäe and heart. He was happy and peaceful and all his troubles were forgotten in this moment. He relaxed fully through her touch. Baineth found great pleasure in this moment and continued. Her attention wandered lower as she felt his shaft harden. It pressed against her folds and Baineth slid down a bit and freed it. She licked over her lips and curled her fingers around his length. A look into the eyes of the king let her stop. He looked at her demanding and waved her closer. Thranduil grabbed her hips and lifted her up before he lowered her onto his erect length. Baineth mouth opened in a soundless gasp. She groaned when his shaft slid into her inner heat. He lowered her completely down on him and she looked at him uncertainly. Thranduil grabbed her hips to steady her and guided her in her movements. He knew that this was new to her, but he also felt that she liked it. Thranduil's body trembled and he laid his head back and closed his eyes while he continued to control her movements with his hands. Baineth began to feel more secure and she began to move back and forth. She took him in deeper with each movement. She slid his pulsing shaft back and forth in her inner sex and enjoyed the change. Thranduil groaned frequently and his hands held her hips tightly. Her pace quickened and he opened his eyes and saw how her breasts bounced rapidly as she bounced on his thick length. Her inner muscles began to clamp tightly around his length, stimulating it even more. Thranduil lifted his eyes off her body and looked into her flushed face, which looked all attractive and all alluring. He wanted to claim her lips in a greedy kiss, but first he would allow her to make him climax. A deep and long growl left his lips and Baineth looked at him in wonder. The king began to thrust his hips upwards hard and pulled her down at the same time. She moaned out loud and he held her hips more firmly. Thranduil wanted her to do it harder and faster. He knew that she would learn it. Now he would help her. He pulled her down on his hard and thick shaft, until his lips tremble from the unbearable need to climax. Thranduil thought that he would explode within her at any given moment. His lust was so intense that he feared that the release of his seed might damage her inner softness. Baineth placed her hands flat on his chest and accepted his deep and powerful invasion. This was intense and she enjoyed it greatly. Thranduil groaned out loud and he came hard and fierce inside of her. He drove into her once more where he erupted.
Lust tingled through her warm body but she did not come. Baineth fell forward and her breasts pressed into his sweaty chest. The king began to caress the soft skin in her back while he felt the last of his seed spill into her inner sex. When his breath was steady again Baineth lifted her head and began to lick and suck on his nipples. The king moaned out and he pushed her onto the mattress. He lay on his side and his fingers began to trace along her wet folds. Baineth gasped and her fingers dug deeply into his thigh when he began to circle her pearl. Her hips moved involuntarily along with the motion of his finger. His lust had softened her inner core which now began to clench. Her body desired the presence of his hot and filling flesh, but the king had other things in mind. He wanted to watch her climax. Her face tensed and began to contort. Baineth closed her eyes. Lust rushed into her loins and she moaned. Thranduil's voice called out to her "Baineth?...... Baineth"! She opened her eyes again and looked up at the king who seemed to enjoy her pleasure "Keep your eyes open for me. I want to look into your eyes when you come". She obeyed him and he began to circle her pearl passionately. Baineth began to move her hips faster. She pressed her womanhood against his hand and her breath began to quicken. She took hold of his arm and kept their eye contact. Huge waves of lust invaded her body and she began to loose control over her body. She turned towards him and pressed her body into his while he continued to caress her pearl. Thranduil smirked when he saw her pupils dilate. She moaned out and her body convulsed violently. The fireworks that exploded in their eyes was a delight to witness and the king felt proud and satisfied. Baineth body still shook harshly and she tried to steady her heavy breath when he claimed her lips greedily. He could not wait until her senses had calmed. Too great was his need to share his sensual desire with her. The hand which had caressed her pulled her now closer and his tongue explored her mouth. Baineth ran her hand over his side and down to his back. His skin was now warm and soft. His movements made his muscles move and Baineth felt them dance under her fingertips. She let her hand travel lower and she grabbed firmly unto his butt as he rolled her onto her back. He hovered over her and she felt his limp shaft tickle the sensitive skin of her tummy, causing her to giggle into his mouth. Thranduil broke their kiss. His eyes swam with lust and he smirked at her before he he began to trail kisses down her jaw line. He kissed her chin and nibbled on her earlobe. His hot tongue licked along her neck and he licked over her soft skin. A shiver ran down her spine and she spread her legs wider, trying to pull him down. Thranduil resisted her endeavor and claimed her skin between his lips, sucking on it. Her attempt to pull him onto her had failed but her hands were free and they found their way to his shaft which had begun to swell. Thranduil groaned out feeling her hands on his manhood. He grabbed her lower arms and pinned her hands above her head. Baineth pouting mouth was covered by his lips which savored her greedily. He wanted to be in control. He wanted her surrender. His tongue invaded her mouth and their tongues danced wildly.
She perceived his feeling first, and his body reacted instantly. He broke their kiss abruptly and got up. The king collected his clothes and began to dress himself. Baineth felt the cold stone floor under her feet when she rushed to his side. She began to close the buttons of his tunic and while she stole glimpses of the king's face in between. He seemed tense. When he was dressed he walked over to the hidden door and disappeared. Baineth was confused and wondered what had just happened. She had felt the king's sudden uneasiness vividly. Baineth did not know what was going on, but he was gone. Her eyes widened and she ran to the door. To her relief, the door opened and the king entered. He cleansed her and turned around to leave. She saw the door closing again but before the king was out of sight he stopped and turned around to her "I must leave. Elrond is looking for me. I don't want him to be suspicious". Baineth nodded and he was gone. She sighed in relief. The king had returned to cleanse her. Her heart felt jubilant that he had actually told her what was going on. It meant that he did care for her. Something had definitely changed. And it was apparently a good change. Baineth had managed to calm the king. But she wanted to avoid further trouble. He was a pleasant elf when he was calm. Baineth straightened her bed sheets and decided to take a bath. She wanted to be ready before her father would arrive. He would certainly arrive early. His enthusiasm was obvious. But Baineth would not marry Amdiron. She lowered herself into the warm water and leaned back. She was nervous. They had spent their time with love making and had failed to discuss her present situation. She feared that Elrond would return to Imladris soon. Baineth sighed deeply and hoped that she would see the king during the day. The thought of Amdiron and his family burdened her heart.
Thranduil sat in his study and discussed with Elrond about the situation in Dale. They had met on the road to Dale a messenger, which had told them everything was fine. The king under the mountain had agreed to the terms which the master of Dale had demanded. Elrond had a few very reasonable suggestions in case that another tumultuous situation should occur between dwrafs and man and Thranduil ordered Galion to note them down. Their discussion took longer than the king liked but it neared its end. Elrond smiled "My visit to your kingdom was indeed shorter than I had expected. I would depart today, but I have to speak to Lindir first. They have chosen a bride for their son and she is supposed to travel with us back to Imladris". Thranduil felt his hot blood rushing through his veins. Within a second he was seething with anger but tried to hide it. He took his goblet and drank two large gulps of wine. His grip on the goblet was firm and he endeavored to calm down his rage. With an expression of complete disinterest he looked at Elrond "And which elleth have they chosen"? He knew the answer already. The Lord of Imladris leaned back and sipped on his wine "She is the daughter of Malfinnor, her name is Baineth. I will in fact meet her today. They had planned to celebrate their betrothal ceremony here in the palace, and afterwards Baineth was supposed to travel to Imladris. Now I am not so sure anymore. Lindir suggested that Baineth and her parents could travel to Imladris with us. We could perform the ceremony there. It is after all only a formality". A thick silence fell which was broken by a faint but clear sound. The firm grip of the king had broken the stem of his goblet. His hand shook from anger and Elrond eyed it with sudden interest. Thranduil wrath was going to erupt and it would be very ugly to behold. If Lindir would try to take away his Elleth, they would never get past the King's gates. Thranduil realized that he had to speak as soon as possible with Baineth. He was absolutely sure that he would not tolerate if the ellon would touch her again, what to speak if he would kiss her soft and rosy lips. He rose abruptly from his chair "Very well then. I have to attend to a very urgent business". Elrond watched him leave and was deeply in thought. The king was acting very strange.
Baineth stood in the grand garden and listened bored and annoyed to the conversation between her father and Lindir. She felt hungry and walked over to a table near the fountain where drinks and refreshments had been prepared. Thanks to her annoying father they did not have breakfast today. He had been very eager to meet with Lindir and his family in the garden. She felt famished and took a bunch of grapes from a plate and ate it hungrily "I assumed that you're hungry". Baineth rolled her eyes in annoyance and turned around and saw Amdiron who stood strong and proud in front of her. Baineth swallowed the grape she had been chewing and furrowed her brows "In this kingdom elves eat breakfast". She eyed him for a moment "You seem to have different customs in Imladris". Amdiron laughed and took a step closer to her, and entered into their personal space grossly. Baineth leaned subtly backwards while he spoke "No, no! Please don't worry. We eat breakfast in Imladris. You will never be hungry in Lord Elrond's home". Amdiron walked around her and took a grape from the plate. He touched her arm and pulled her around "Here, please eat more". Amdiron brought the grape up to her lips and eyed her with expectation. Baineth felt numb. She parted her lips as if in trance and she bit into the grape before he pushed the other half into her mouth. Amdiron brushed his fingertips over her lips and Baineth shuddered. Malfinnor smiled at the sight and returned his attention to Lindir who was equally pleased to see the two young elves together.
Opposite them the exchange between Baineth and Amdiron caused a different emotion. White heat rushed through the king's veins and he clenched his hands to fists. Against all his hopes Baineth had not been in her chamber. He had come there first, hoping to speak to her. Thranduil let himself be guided by his fäe. He found her once again in the garden with another ellon. But this time he had expected it. Because he knew her father only too well. He was always very precise. If he intended to marry his daughter with Lindir's son, he would certainly do so. But Thranduil would stop him. This marriage would never come to pass. No matter what it meant for them. He would stop them! The desire had arisen in his heart to kill Amdiron when he saw how he touched Baineth. He watched with burning jealousy when Amdiron removed a strand of Baineth's hair which the wind had blown into her pretty face. He wanted to kill him, and he would do it without mercy. The only thing that calmed his raging fury was her reaction. She stood perfectly still, but the king could feel how her heart was convulsing. She did not like his touch. Thranduil squeezed his eyes shut and tried to find solace in her chastity. Amdiron touched her body, but he could never reach out to her fäe because it belonged to the king already. It belonged to him. Her fäe had already become a part of him, as his fäe was a part of her. A deep and dark growl vibrated in his chest. Amdiron had kissed her knuckles. This was going too far. The king fought the urge to go to him and attack him. Thranduil's lips trembled and he clenched his jaw painfully. His eyes closed slowly and he held his breath. The king forced himself to leave the garden instantly. He did not want to shed blood before Baineth's eyes. She was too soft and too gentle to witness cruelty. Thranduil turned mechanically and went back to the palace. This situation had to, and would end. He would personally take care of it.
Elrond felt utterly confused and even shook his head for a moment. Then the pieces came together and the full picture appeared. The king's reluctance to leave his halls, the hurry in which he returned to them, his apparent anger about the marriage of Amdiron and Baineth... Elrond did not need to guess who the elleth was who had captured the king's cold heart. He sighed and approached the elves in the garden. Malfinnor greeted the Lord of Imladris with respect and called his daughter. Baineth was greatly relieved to be saved from Amdiron's bothering attention. Malfinnor put his arm around Baineth's shoulder and smiled proudly "This my Lord is my daughter Baineth. She will live in Imladris soon under your guidance and protection" Elrond looked upon Baineth with a indefinable expression "She will live in Imladris"? Her father nodded "Yes my Lord. We will be riding with you, once you set out to journey home. We decided that the betrothal ceremony should be celebrated in Imladris". Elrond eyed her intently while Baineth had trouble to hold his penetrating gaze. She felt naked and vulnerable "I am afraid that there is a problem". Malfinnor was surprised by Lord Elrond's words and looked at him with confusion "What kind of problem they are talking about"? Baineth stared at Elrond with fear. Deep in her heart she knew that Elrond had knowledge of her secret. But how was that possible? Her small heart began to beat irrationally fast within her chest and her breath quickened. Elrond's expression was serious "She can, and will not ride with us to Imladris".
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