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To Wed an Elf	By : LorandTab Category: Lord of the Rings Movies > Het - Male/Female Views: 7111 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Moving quickly down the expanse of the upper hallway toward the royal bedchambers, Daewier rushed toward the ornate door. Turning her head to be sure no one followed, she found her body halted by a powerful wall of flesh. Whipping her head forward, she looked up to see tace ace of Ilian before her. �Oh, beloved,� she said between pants, her breath taken away from the exertion of rushing to carry out her mistress�s orders. �Thank the powers that be tis you!� Wrapping her arms around his powerful chest, she buried her head there but a fraction of a moment gaining strength from his magnificent form.
"Whom else would it be, my love?" He teased, tipping her head up with a thick index finger. His smile was charming and engaging, quite infectious.
Her lips curled upward as her breathing became a bit more normal, her fingers moving to trail the contours of his cheek, forgetting what those same fingers had been used for only moments before. �Dearest, I am on a mission � one that includes your master.�
"Tis something I can aide you in?" He questioned, turning his head to inhale the sweet scent of her fragrant womanly nectar. "You have pleasured yourself."
�Aye,� she said boldly and without shame as her fingers moved to trail his lips. �I was speaking to my mistress of our times together when his highness found us � it created a need.�
"Remind me not or we may not see through this mission of yours." He continued to smile pulling her fingers between his lips and suckling.
Her eyes closed as her breasts began to heave. �It created a need in her, as well, my lover. A need that can only be sated by her own beloved. But there has been a vow between them. I am sent to bid him whether the vow remains in tact � whether he needs her as much as she needs him.� Pressing her body to his in wonton fashion, Daewier instinctively allowed her hand to move toward the constant bulge in the front of his trousers. �I must speak to him of his need for her. If it is irrepressible, I must plan a tryst this evening.�
"Nay. I'll not have you open yourself to speaking of intimate matters with the prince. I'll speak on your lady's behalf," He told her, arching into her questing hand. "Whatever vow was made must be undone. Legolas has been pacing his room in a terrible mood."
With practiced pressure she squeezed firmly at the hardening member in her grasp teasing it artfully. �Truly? His need is as great as my lady�s?� She felt her feminine liquid gather at the center of her thighs once again at the feel of him as they so casual spoke of their dominants. �She bade me speak to him immediately for she is practically insane with the wanting.�
"And immediately I shall speak..." He growled, the chords sounding like something from a wild beast. "But first I will have you and relieve my own wanting." With that he gathered her against him and swung her, pinning Daiwer's soft body between him and the chamber door. Gathering the hem of her tunic he poised there ready to enter her in one swift stab.
�Take me as you will, my love,� she panted excitedly, always in awe of what he could do to her body � how he could have her quivering in mere seconds. �Hard and quickly � do your worst and do it now, for I know not how much longer I can stand our bodies separated.� Pushing his trousers from his hips, she firmly grasped his manhood and maneuvered it toward her aching body, as if he needed his ship guided into wet and waiting port.
There was but one powerful thrust up into her to bury his aching shaft to the hilt. Wet suctioned flesh surrounded him then, squeezing him until he was mindless with the need to pump his seed into her waiting womb.
Draping her arms around his neck, Daewier pulled herself from the floor and wrapped her legs securely around his waist pressing her hips to pull his as deeply as possibly into hers. �Take me, lover. Take me harshly and with the force of your warrior self! Gods, how I need the release only you can give!�
He pounded home over and over, molding her flesh to his will. "Give me your womanly spasms so that I may loosen my reins."
Panting, she bit harshly at the thickly corded neck in the throws of passion. �You have only to order it to make it so, my lover.� Her feminine muscles squeezed violently against the intimate intruder inside her body which created such havoc within her. �Such is the control you have over my body.�
"I want your release, my love. I want it now," he hissed harshly, tilting his head to the side for her. His own body teetered on the edge of climactic bliss.
Her body obeyed his sexual command as it convulsed into a blissfully hard orgasm her body compressing his mercilessly. �It is, and always will be, as you wish,� she breathed erotically as their bodies exploded together.
As their flesh cooled, their attention was drawn by the slight noise behind them. Leaning casually against the ornate door to his chambers, Legolas stood, arms across his chest, with a knowing and sensual smile. �You never disappoint,� he said huskily, his body�s arousal obvious as he watched the lovers.
"Nay? Never, my lord." Illian adapted his smile to the man before him. "And what of you? Your own needs, Legolas?" He asked testing the waters as he held his love to him, still deeply embedded in her.
The usually fair countenance suddenly grew dour as he pushed himself from the wall and moved toward the two. �After tomorrow, that will be taken care of, no?� Smiling sweetly at the suddenly shy woman in Ilians arms, he clapped his friend on the back. �Bed her well, my friend. Bed her well.� Again he moved toward his door, his walk the movement of a man pained by sexual need.
�A word with you, my lord." He hastily spoke, easing Daewin to her feet and shoving himself back into his leggings. "I wish to speak to you of Lady Falawyn, more precisely speak on her behalf.�
Raising an eyebrow, Legolas stalled at his door and motioned toward the lovely female. �You would leave the legs of bel beloved to speak to me?� He shook his head teasingly. �I doubt your sanity, my friend.� He winked precociously at Daewier who blushed with a smile and molded her back even closer to the wall behind her.
"Aye, for my love knows the importance of what is to be said. She has just come from Lady Falawyn's chamber and...Well, she is in much the same condition as you, my lord. Would you keep to your vow knowing such?"
A long silence followed before Legolas opened his door. �Enter,� he bade them both. He entered the chambers first followed by his friend and the girl. Perching against the dresser by the door, he sighed. �I am elven � our words are our bonds. How can I break the vow we made to each other even under these excruciating circumstances?� He silently pleaded with his friend to find a way.
Illian turned a knowing glance to Daewier, ready to impress her with his ingenuity. "The vow need not be broken. Did you not promise the Lady Falawyn that you would not be in her presence without out Daewier or I present?"
Daewier�s eyes mimicked the prince�s before the light of understanding dawn clear in their brightness.
�Aye,� Legolas said sternly, his arms remain crossed against his chest. �This is the vow we made.�
"What say you about going to Lady Falawyn with Daewier and I in attendance?" Illian pinned Legolas with a questioning gaze, trying to gauge his reaction to his words.
The girl's eyes remained wide as she turned to the prince, waiting breathlessly for his answer.
Looking contemplatively at his friend, Legolas weighed the idea carefully. �This you would do knowing the reason we desire being togeth Kno Knowing how close we have come to breaking with tradition � with custom?�
"Aye, my lord. You need not ask such of me. I care for you and Lady Falawyn and that is where my loyalty lies. If tradition is broken then I will swear to any who ask it was not." He reached out and clapped Legolas on the shoulder.
Shaking his head with an almost violent motion, the elf-prince paced the room. �Nay, Ilian, it must not be so! I must know that our tradition will remain unscathed.� Turning, he looked into the eyes of his friend and the love who stood by his side. �You know what I will ask of you, my friend, should I agree to this?�
"Then ask it," he responded.
With a heavy sigh the prince moved to the window, his back to the two. �You must be within sight of us � able to stop our passion lest �� He turned then, a fair eyebrow raised. �Need I say the words?�
It surprised Daewier how excited she became at the concept of her love being an approved voyeur to the royal tryst and without knowledge her hand moved to Ilian�s arm squeezing tightly.
"Nay. I know of what you speak, my lord. We will have our eyes upon you for all of the moments you are together." Reaching up, he squeezed Daewier's hand lightly.
With a slow nod, Legolas sighed in relief. �Then let it be done and let it be done swiftly, for I am uncertain of how long I can keep my ire in tact with all this tension!�
"Then to her lady's chamber, My Lord. Make haste." Illian smiled a gently teasing light in his eyes.
With a clap on the back of his friend, the prince�s countenance changed immediately, his face suddenly youthened from the anticipation of relief. As the two men moved toward the door, Daewier stayed her place unsure of her part in the scenario.
"Come, my love." Illian turned and reached out his hand to her, not willing to leave her behind for any reason. "Your lady will want you there."
�Aye,� the prince said huskily. �As will your mate, I�m certain?� The teasing question was posed at his servant as Legolas placed a hand on the small of her back easing her forward to her love.
With a blushing smile, Daewier took the hand of her beloved, lifted her skirt hem and rushed forward toward her mistress�s chamber.
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