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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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Baineth held on to the king's strong hand and followed him. They went somewhere else tonight than the small chamber and Baineth wondered where they were going. Thranduil stopped and let go of her hand. A door opened and the cool night breeze touched Baineth's face. Her eyes widened and she looked with curiosity at the king. Thranduil gestured her to go through the door and she found herself in a garden. A broad smile appeared on her face and she turned around to the king who had followed her "What are we doing here"? The king arched a brow at her and hesitated before he spoke "I needed fresh air". Baineth smiled happily and she took off her shoes and walked barefoot through the soft grass. Thranduil watched Baineth and felt bad. Why he had lied to her? He had brought her here because he wanted to make her happy. He watched as Baineth smelled on different flowers. She loved the nature, and he wanted to give her the possibility to be outside and feel free. After all her father had forbidden her to visit the gardens. Thranduil walked over to a bench and sat down on it as his eyes never left Baineth. She moved around freely and enjoyed herself. Suddenly her body tensed visibly and she looked over at the king. Thranduil saw how she approached him cautiously and wondered about the cause of her behavior. Baineth seemed worried "What if someone sees us? I'd rather wait inside while you sit here and relax". She was about to walk away when he grabbed her by her arm "No, you stay"! He took a deep breath "We are here because of you. I do not need fresh air in my lungs, but you need it". Baineth looked at him surprised "I know that your father forbids you to visit the gardens. I wanted to give you the possibility to be here and enjoy". Baineth smiled at the king and leaned down to kiss him. Her soft lips brushed over his and he felt her breath on his face. The king grabbed her hips and pulled her into his lap. She broke their kiss and smiled "We have come here because of me"? Thranduil nodded and leaned back, pulling her close. She rested her head on his shoulder and they sat silently, enjoying each others closeness and the pleasant night air. Thranduil kissed her head from time to time and waited for them to go back into the palace. He wanted to sleep with her. Baineth was unaware of his desire and got up to have a look through the garden "What kind of garden is this? I've never been here". The king had followed her "This is my private garden". She looked over her shoulder at him in surprise "I never knew that the king had his own garden". Thranduil smiled and followed her as she explored his garden.
She reminded him of his son when he had been young. Legolas had explored the kingdom with such eagerness, that the king needed four different servants every day. They followed his son one after another from dawn till dusk. Now Baineth researched every single corner with the same eagerness. Her fingers touched the water of a rather large water fountain which stood in the center of the garden. Her fingers ran through the water and she tried to reach out to a water lily. Baineth leaned towards the flower, further and further until she lost balance. Thranduil caught hold of her arm and pulled her towards him. Baineth held the water lily in her other hand which she had managed to pick. "You should be more careful". Baineth smiled at the king innocently "There was nothing to fear". Thranduil raised his brows "You could have fallen into the water". She shook her head and Thranduil eyed her questioningly "You would have fallen into the water, if I had not been here". Baineth smiled at him "I knew you would not let me fall. I knew you would catch me". She smiled sweetly at him and eyed the white water lily and smelled it. Thranduil watched her and thought about her words. She was right. He had done that before, but not anymore. This time was over. A smile appeared on his lips as he saw her enjoy the flowers scent to the fullest. She had faith in him. Baineth trusted him. He felt proud and strong. The king was surprised how such a simple fact could cause him to feel so strong and powerful. So needed and ... loved. Baineth trusted him. And he trusted her. That was very good condition for their future. She held the flower out to him and Thranduil laid his hand around hers and pulled it closer. He smelled at the lily. He had to admit that it smelled heavenly, but Baineth's scent was still his favorite.
Baineth walked over to an ancient oak tree and sat under it. She sat down and pulled her knees to her chest. She looked up at him and the king sat down upon the grass near her. The moonlight which shone through the tree top created small silvery patterns which shone down on them. She leaned her back against the tree trunk and closed her eyes. This was so beautiful and romantic. The gentle night breeze moved her hair and bore the scent of the forest. She inhaled deeply and enjoyed the peace she felt. She heard his movement and opened her eyes. Thranduil sat on his knees next to her and looked down upon her. His shadow fell on her face, but he could still see her beautiful smile. The king bend down and kissed her gently. She returned his kiss and reached up. Baineth put both arms around his neck and pulled him on top of her. Thranduil cupped her face with his hands and pulled her down to the side onto the grass. One of his hands began to roam over her body while the other rested on the soft grass and held her head. Thranduil kissed her passionately before he sucked her lower lip into his mouth, nibbling on it. Baineth let out a soft moan. When he let go of her lip she cupped his face with her hands and pulled him into a yearning kiss. Now Thranduil moaned. He felt his shaft harden and began to grind his hips against hers. To his surprise Baineth pushed him away. The king sat up and watched her. She reached for the buttons of his tunic and pushed it over his shoulders once she had opened the last button. Then Baineth removed his belt and unfastened his leggings. Their eyes met and Thranduil pulled her closer to him. He grabbed the hem of her dress and pulled it over her head. To her surprise he spread it out on the ground and placed his tunic above it. Thranduil took off his leggings and boots and turned to her. He grabbed Baineth and wanted to lie her down on the dress which he had prepared. But Baineth pulled him over to the other side. He fell onto her and his surprised expression caused her to giggle. Oh, how much he enjoyed when she giggled. It made her so young and carefree. It was something for what he admired her. The king gave her a little peck on the lips and trailed kissed down her jaw line and across her cleavage. His mouth was on her breasts, sucking and nipping. Baineth could feel his hot breath and the dampness of his tongue on her skin. It gave her goose bumps. She rested her hands on his shoulders and moaned sensually when his fingers began to trace between her folds. Her back arched when his fingers began to fill her. They slid in and out of her, and send ripples of fiery pleasure through her body.
Thranduil watched as her eyes glaze over with lust and her lips which were slightly parted screamed out for his mouth. They were ready to be claimed by him. Her pale body which shivered under his touch in the moonlight was the most attractive thing he had ever seen. He watched in fascination as she moved under his touch. The silvery patterns of the moonlight marbled her skin and the sweat which had appeared on her body sparkled in the moon light. The king removed his fingers from her inner center and his hands reached over her skin. They raced further up and descended from her shoulders down to her breasts, her hips, thighs. He was enchanted by her beauty. Thranduil leaned over her and kissed her with an unmistakable hunger. He broke their kiss only when she had to breathe. Her dilated pupils and flushed cheeks made him aware of his own bodies longings. He trembled with desire. She reached up and pulled him down on her and he entered her without hesitation. Her silky walls grabbed his pulsing shaft and Baineth pulled him deeper inside her. Baineth's body trembled and he felt her fingers, which dug painfully into his back. Her breath became excited and she tried to move her hips against his which rested motionless on hers. Thranduil pushed himself deeper inside her to make sure that her body received all of him. Baineth bit down on her lower lip, feeling his thick shaft deeply embedded within her. He did not move and Baineth began to squeeze her inner muscles around his length, stimulating it in the only possible way. The king chuckled and met her eyes which were hooded and filled with yearning. He gave her a chaste kiss before he lifted his hips and thrusting into her deeply, causing her to moan.
Baineth met his thrusts with passion. She grinded her hips against his and moaned. The king was grunting with each thrust, and he filling her hard and fast with his throbbing shaft. His trembling body made it hard for him to move precisely but his lust made his body work hard to find release. One of Baineth's hands grabbed and squeezed his butt while the other tried to find hold on his slippery back. Baineth body began to tense before it released her orgasm fiercely. Despite the loss of control over her body, her hips continued to move against his. Thranduil straightened his arms to removed his weight from her body. His thrusts were deep and powerful and he came shortly after her. His seed spilled into her womb explosively before he collapsed onto her. When his breath had steadied he took one of her hands in each of his and kissed her. Baineth enjoyed his gentle yet demanding kisses. The king broke their kiss and rolled over onto the grass. Baineth lay motionless in the grass, except for her chest which rose and fell fast causing her breasts to move. The king lay on his side and he moved one arm to support his head to get a better look at her. She was sweaty and her hair disheveled. But for him she was beautiful. He slowly leaned over. First his lips touched the tip of her ear. Then he ran his tongue down to her earlobe on which he placed another kiss. The corners of Baineth's mouth curved to a smile and she turned her face towards him. Thranduil placed his hand on her cheek and caressed her sweaty and blushed skin with his thumb. No words were needed in this moment. The two elves understood each other wordlessly. His touch reached far into the deepest parts of her fäe and she felt whole. She was complete - because of him.
Before dawn Thranduil brought her back to her chamber. Baineth looked at the king and wondered if she should ask him. He seemed peaceful and she thought that she could risk it "If I would get a service within your halls, my father would surely discard his strict rules. He believes that I have to be always busy". The king shook his head "I do not want that". Baineth was not satisfied with the king's reply and tried again "But what am I supposed to do? I don't want to live like this. Being locked up in my chamber.... it's like.... Imprisonment". She hoped to find his understanding but the king arched a brow and said nothing. "Then give me a place near you to serve. In this case my presence around you will not cause that others become suspicious. It would please my father and we could see each other more often". She wanted to be close to him and hoped that he would understand her. Thranduil wanted to see her more often too, but he disagreed with her suggestion "No! This will never happen. I will not allow it"! His voice was loud and sounded a bit angry. Baineth was taken aback by his reaction "Why not"? The king stepped closer to her "Because..." His face reflected uncertainty and hesitation "That is none of your business"! Baineth stepped backwards "Why are you making everything so complicated"? The king's eyes narrowed. This was more than he could handle "I am making things complicated? I am trying to make things easier for you. I have taken you to the garden to make you happy. I know of your father's absurd ideas to keep you always under his control. I tried to give you what you lack. I tried to give you freedom and happiness! I may not succeed always, but I am trying to restrain myself every single day. And I am doing this not for my pleasure, not for anyone else's pleasure, but for yours. I do this for you! But you keep asking for more and more. Why are you not satisfied with my efforts? Can you not see them? Why can you not understand that I do, what I do, because I care about you"? His eyes showed disappointed and he pulled an slightly angry grimace before he turned around abruptly and left her chamber. Baineth heard the door close loudly and swallowed hard. What had just happened? She walked over to her bed and fell onto the mattress. What had just happened? She took a couple of deep breaths trying to steady her emotions. This had been awful. She reflected on his words and came to the conclusion that he had been right. He had changed a lot within this very short time. Did he make this effort truly for her? For whom else should he do that? After she had spend a long time thinking about the king's words she regretted that she could not open the door by herself. Otherwise she would go to him. He probably felt bad and upset and she did not want that. She wished she could go to him and comfort him. If he did not want her to render service within his kingdom, she should accept it. Why she had insisted?
The king returned to his chamber and smashed a couple of vases against the walls. She had only asked to serve, but this conversation had gone to the wrong direction. Thranduil knew that she failed to see his everyday endeavor. It disappointed him greatly. But he also understood her. It was partially his fault. If he would tell her openly and honestly why he would not let her serve, then Baineth would certainly understand the reason. It would not be right if she were his servant. Some time ago as Malfinnor sat in his chamber the king decided against his earlier promise to give Baineth a direct service to him. Although he had promised this to Malfinnor before. He had wanted to have her closer to him. But he had sent her back to the healers ward. Because his heart had spoken on that day for the first time. It had been clear to Thranduil at that time, that this game with her had gone differently than he had planned. It had ended and he would never again let her go. But he had tried to push the truth away, far away, until he began to realize that by doing so he endangered her. He growled out and sat down in his chair, drowning his anger and frustration in wine. Tomorrow night he would speak to her. It would not be just any kind of conversation. It would be the conversation which they should have had after he had slept with her for the first time.

Galion was highly alerted. His brief conversation with the prince this morning had proven more than informative. Legolas had caught an elleth last night, using the secret passages. An elleth which the king's attendant knew all too well: Baineth. Galion's mind was blown away as he realized that he had looked all the time into the wrong direction. He had no more doubt in his mind with whom his king was meeting. Of all the elleth in this kingdom the king had chosen such a gentle flower. So easy to break. There was no way that she had acquired the knowledge of the secret passages from anyone else than the king himself. Of the few elves who knew the art of how to use the passages, no one was in contact with her father, what to speak of Baineth. None of them but the king himself. Galion was outraged about his own stupidity and blindness. Who could tell how long this had been going on between them? It happened right under his very nose and he had not seen it. After supper Galion waited for Baineth who would return to her chamber. He had collected quite a lot of information's on her within the last few hours. Her father had grounded her and she would not leave her chamber unless she ate or met her parents. And with the king! They must see each other at night, and on very rare occasions during the day. Baineth approached the small hallway which was leading towards the corridor where she had her chamber. She bowed slightly when she saw the king's attendant who stopped her "I was awaiting you". Baineth stopped and looked at him. Uncertainty reflected in her eyes "Why"? Baineth had not seen the king since last night and thought that he might have sent Galion to fetch her. But this was not the case. His question made her tremble and her body tensed. "Why do you use the secret passages"? Galion was old enough to recognize the fear which stirred deeply within her eyes. She feared this conversation and perhaps the king? "Do you use the secret passages to meet someone? A lover"? The silence that lingered between them said more than a thousand words. Galion was right and he knew it "Where did he take you? Where do you meet"? She kept silent and Galion eyed her with suspicion and compassion. None of them noticed the figure that lingered in the shadows nearby and listened to them. Galion took a step toward Baineth and she stepped back several steps. She would not speak and he knew it "Please do not be afraid of me. I am here to help you". The figure moved in the shadows and slowly walked into the light. Galion saw the king first and turned pale while Baineth looked at him frightened. Neither of them had expected to meet him here.
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