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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Falawyn remained in her dream world, images swirling around her pulling her deeper into the erotic frolic of her sleep plane. She was there atop her prince mounting him like a fine stallion, her thighs hugging his hips as she lowered herself onto his evident eagerness. "Legolas," she sighed softly.
Gentle hands rocked her body awake as a feminine voice urged her to consciousness. “Milady … Falawyn,” Daewier said softly. “Awake, dear friend! I have a gift for you!”
"No...Legolas.." She whined plaintively, her dreams attempting to slip from her grasp.
Her servant smiled brightly as she continued to gently shake her mistress. “Open your eyes, mistress! Please, you will thank me!”
Ever so slowly Falwayn released her dreams and opened her drowsy eyes. "What, dearest? What is it? I was having the most glorious of dream...dreams of my love..."
Daewier smoothed the wayward tendrils from the elegant forehead. “Dream no more, my dear! He is here … just beyond the door there.”
"Then send him to me, make him wait no longer. Why would he wait outside my chamber so and not come to me?" She sat up, smoothing her long locks into place.
“Rest easy, dearest,” the girl said softly. “He will come anon. My beloved has engineered away for the two of you to be together and still keep to your vows … but before his highness enters he must know that you agree.”
"Did you not tell him I sent you on just such a mission?" she questioned, confusion heavy in her mind. Did Legolas agree to the meeting simply to humor her? Did he prolong their meeting for some other reason? "Of course, I agree. Tell him quickly."
“Oh, it is not his highness that requests the agreement, milady. It is my love. Ilian wants to be certain that you kthe the details. You will be with your future mate … but only in the presence of my mate and myself … thus you will not be alone together and not break your vows.” She looked like an innocent as she stared at her mistress awaiting her approval.
"I agree to anything put before me as long as Legolas is my reward."
With a radiant smile Daewier hugged her mistress tightly and ran to the door throwing it open with a flourish. “Come … she has agreed!”
Rushing past the girl in a whirl of iced blue metallic fabric, Legolas fell his knee onto the side of the bed whisking Falawyn into his arms tightly as his mouth overtook hers in a searing kiss branding her with his heated breath. “By the gods, lover, I am in agony!”
"No more so than I, my beautiful prince," she gasped, her lips hungry for more of his sweet entrancing kisses. "End our pain, our suffering."
Daewier tactfully backed to the window seat, her hand to her smooth throat as she witnessed the reunion, her breasts heaving.
Illian moved to her side winding his arms around her to gently cup a single breast. "They will find fulfillment, tis certain."
“Aye,” she breathed huskily as her hand moved behind her to lower and gently caress the throbbing member that pressed incessantly into her firm derrière. “Is it not thrilling?”
"More so than I could have imagined. I see now why Legolas finds pleasure in our lovemaking." He continued to fondle her breast, tracing the tight nipple below the fabric of her tunic.
On the bed, Legolas groaned loudly as he wrapped sensitive fingers around her petite waist and lifted, placing her firmly on his lap, never once breaking the hold their lips had on one another. Sliding his hand between her willing legs, he easily slid the lithe limbs further apart dipping his fingers immediately onto the wet, hot mound that was the core of her womanhood. Palm flat and firm, he caressed hard the ever moistening area purposely creating a friction he knew would inspire and entice.
"Legolas! Gods, but I love your touch. There is nothing upon the face of middle earth that can compare to such pleasure." She panted, instantly rocking into his touch. "But I wish to pleasure you, my love."
“And you will, my adored lover. Oh, you will!” As he spoke, his long, elegant fingers manipulated the folds of her femininity to his will relishing the feel of her essence coating the skin of his hand, its scent wafting to his nostrils to cause uncontrollable desire.
“Ilian, behold,” Daewier whispered hoarsely as her rounded posterior began to rub hard against her lover’s hips. “See how her works her to his desire?”
"Aye. Tis a powerful thing, I think," he growled into her ears, thrusting his hips forward to rub wantonly between the soft spheres of her backside.
“My love, I cannot bear it,” she panted erotically. “How can they do this and not feel the pleasure of him plunging deep within her? Tell me, how??” She lifted the hem of her skirt pulling the voluminous material over her bare behind, arching further against him as she created the intoxicating friction.
"You know not how I've wanted this, how just moments ago I was dreaming of it," Falawyn gasped, feeling the first tremors of her orgasm building in her belly. “In my dream I rode you as a mare in season, demanding my pleasure and your seed."
“Ah,” he breathed against her skin as he moved to lavish a wet, hot tongue over the tightly erect nipple that taunted him with its presence. “Tell me more of your dreams as I bring about your release and pleasure you in the only way we can as of now.” Finding the precious nub he knew so well, he began to manipulate and stroke intimately.
Ilian was quick to rip his lacings open and reach inside his legging to withdraw his thick, engorged shaft. He gave it a hearty stroke or two before positioning it at the entrance of her seeping channel. "But love, she is untried, unaccustomed to taking a man fully. Her pleasure comes at the manipulation of her swollen bud. Legolas knows such, knows that to have her truly, the first time, will mean pain. He would spare her that as long as possible. As I did you … spared you till I was near mad with aching desire."
Bending forward to lean against the wall near the window, Daewier gasped loudly as her lover began his familiar invasion to her willing and ready body. “But it wanted it, love. From the beginning! This you knew! That I wanted the pain to feel the pleasure. It is what I love!”
Ilian plunged home, burying his steel to the hilt inside her grasping wet heat. "Aye, as they know it … but, it cannot be. It cannot be fully lovemaking for them until the vows are taken before the king and his priest."
“Then ravage me, beloved,” Daewier spat raspily. “Take me as they desire to take each other … please! Harder!”
"Please, Legolas..." gasped Falawyn withering upon his lap. "Enter me now....If all it can be is your wounderious fingers than so bit it, just a little...Leave my maiden head if you much but take me as far as you can."
“I should not,” the elf prince croaked as he instinctively moved to stroke harder and faster. “No part of me should enter any portal of your body before the ceremony.” He was weakening and that brought him monumental strength. “But I can resist you no longer!” Oblivious to the presence in the room he prepared to enter her body with his long, sensitive fingers.
She opened her thighs wider, if possible, to allow him entrance. "My skirts hide what is happening, my love...." She whimpered and whined, her body chilled and smoldered all at once. "No one will know, and truly, it can not be wrong if we love so desperately."
“Yes!” Les ags agreed as he removed his hand just long enough to pulled the spicy liquid that was distinctly her to his lips tugging it deeply into his mouth and sucking her essence from his flesh. “Damn all custom that keeps our bodies from joining! Let us have it be done NOW!” He kissed her hard allowing her own taste to transfer from his mouth to hers.
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