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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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Even before Falawyn�s body and flesh cooled, the fair elf�s fingers moved to her feminine flesh easily pulling the moist, enticing lips apart exposing her sex fully to his view � and his tongue. Greedily, he lapped thepineping essence from her pulsing, pink flesh giving extra attention to the fully exposed nub of heaven.
"Does the s of of my most secretive cove excite you, Legolas? Does it make you ache to bury your masculine girth inside?" She gasped as her own fingers eased down her body aiding him to keep her fleshy lips apart, keep her bared for his eyes.
Lifting his face, blatant desire blazed in his eyes as he took in the erotic beauty of her fully offered sex. �It exc me me more than you will ever know,� the elfen prince exhaled deeply ae tie tip of his tongue swirled lasciviously across her widely opened slit before him. �Just the sight � the scent � oh, dearest lover � what it does to me!�
"Tis words of passion that feels my ears and heats my blood, my love. Please, speak more of such things," Falawyn begged as her needing hips pressed into the mattress.
�Shall I tell you what I see,� Legolas whispered as he blew a gentle gust of his breath into the gaping portal that was her feminine core, his fingers and hers working together to open her body to his view. �How your quivering center beckons to me for ministration � for the pressure and thrusting that the expert muscle of my tongue can create?� As an emphasis, he curled his tongue into a hard point and plunged it just past the rim of her dripping fleshy lips.
"Oh God, Legolas! The feel of it...of your tongue there...� She gasped as she withered against the slick, wet muscle.
�Talk to me, love � while I love you.� He repeated the action slipping deeper inside her clitoral cavern before withdrawing. �Let me hear the desires of you lusty desires.�
"What can I say, my love, that my body does not? I desire you in the most animalistic of ways." She moaned long and low, her back arched. "Can I tell you that to only look upon your face I am in dire need of you, wanting to be ravished where we are, that moment?"
His tongue became even more masterful as her words aroused his own lascivious thoughts. �Any where, any time in any way � I am yours to take as you will,� rumbled the golden royal as he strove to believe her needs to be as risqu� as his own. �My body will ever be hard and ready for yours.�
"As mine will be wet and quivering for you, my beautiful prince." She reached between her thighs with her free hand and wound her tappered fingers in his flaxen hair. "I am close, Legolas, so very close."
Between her erotic words and the pressure of her hands in his hair, the elf plunged his tongue deeper inside the portal of her being and withdrew, pulling the enlarged sexual nub into his mouth and sucking hard � alternating quickly between suckling as his head thrust ferociously side to side and thrusting his tongue into her wetness until he felt her inevitable climax begin.
Her hips thrust towards his lips as her hand tried to pull him closer. The storm gathered and her climax broke raining fiery cinders all along her creamy skin. "LEGOLAS!" Was uttered as if one long prayer from her full lips.
Ilian, continuing with his lover, did as he was bid, pounding into Daewier until his teeth fairly rattled. He pounded into her until the heavy sacs below his shaft ached sweetly with the beating they were taking. "Tell me it is good, lover."
�Aye,� the feminine els screamed with tears forming at the corners of her eyes from the tantalizing torture she was receiving. �So very good, my mate! I am about to explode from your sweet torture � can you feel it??�
"Aye! I can, lover! I feel your grasping heat preparing for the moment," Ilian gasped as his hips began a measured pace of quick thrusts and slow withdrawal to draw out her moment of pleasure.
�Ilain � my heated lover � I can scarcely breathe!� The next moment was a blinding kaleidoscope of color as Daewier felt her body fall limp from the exhaustive, delicious climax that overtook her physically and emotionally.
Ilian was har her her heels, his own release breaking over him in swift currents of rolling energy. Inside her he pulsed and spewed his thick ivory essence. "Nor can I...Tis as if...if all the air...has been sucked....sucked from the room."
With a loudly muffled scream, Daewier released her orgasmic frenzy over to her lover, her body gifting his with the sweetest of torture as her tight, small opening contracted so violently that his manhood ached.
As always, Ilian was left with the impression that his shaft was squeezed of every last drop he possessed. She had wrung him dry and he so very much loved every second of it. "I breathe only for your pleasure, my love. I drink only of your scared chalice, my love. I slumber only to dream of your heavenly body, my love," he gasped, finding his tongue as loose as his wits after such loving.
Moving to allow her lover into her embrace, Daewier�s arms lovingly caressed the elf she called mate. �I worship only at the temple of your body, dearest love. There is nothing that I would not do for you and do willingly and lovingly.� She kissed him gently as their passion cooled to romance. �I love you, dear one.�
"My love burns deep and true for you, Daewier," he responded, his arms wrapping warmly around her.
One last lap of her luscious juices and the royal prince allowed his head to fall, his face pressed at the base of her abdomen as his breath came in short pants. �My dearest love,� he breathed.� His head turned slightly as his fingers caressed the distinctly feminine sides. �See them, my love. Their completion, just as yours was, will be strong, violent and erotic. Do you see? Can you not feel their energy mixed with ours?�
"I can, Legoas. It is so beautifully exquisite, so right and true," she whispered, her voice lost within the hollows of her pleasure saturated mind. "My love, you must ... must kneel there, upon the end of my bed."
Without conscious thought he obeyed her words, moving on this knees to the portion of the bed she motioned toward, his back straight and regal as his body strained, aching with need, his erection bobbing directly in front of his hips as if reaching out toward her.
Falawyn stared, gawking at the thick rod of flesh poised for her attention. Below, her honeyed nexus began to dew pearly drops of moisture. Taking his elegant hand, she moved forward lowering herself to her hands and knees. "You are truly magnificent, Legolas. I shall be a very happy and pleasured wife." She grasped the base of his shaft and let her lips fall to the wide head, sipping from the slitted spring from which male sustenance boiled forth in tiny droplets.
His head thrown back at the connection of her mouth to his hot flesh, he forced his eyes open and hazily made out the form of Ilian and Daewier who, in a lover�s embrace, boldly watched as he received his future mate�s mouth taste what his body longed to share with her. Was this how it felt to them when he observed their lovemaking? Did they feel the same rush of erotic need and sexual frenzy the exe experienced when watching them? And then his eyes fell closed as his manhood spasmed, jerking at her oral ministration. �Oh, my love � you have no idea!!�
She took his words as a sign that he enjoyed her near innocent attention and with them she slid her lips further over his steeled flesh, slid them over him just as she remembered Daewier doing for Ilian.
�Yes,� Legolas hiss lightly, his teeth pulling his full bottom lip into his mouth as he strained not to scream out in pleasure. �Just like that, my love!� His hands moved to entwine within the long tresses using tender force to show his approval of her almost na�ve testing of her sexuality and his hardened body.
Deeper she drew him, deeper still, until that deliciously weeping head bumped gently at the back of her throat. She struggled and strained, trying not to allow the invasion to trigger her natural reaction, but she was suddenly rewarded as he slid tightly into her convulsing throat. Her lips and tongue played over him as she gave a gentle suction around him.
His words were strangled by intensity of the heat as he felt his body�s essence flowing within him like a whirling leaf in the wind. His eyes opened again and barely saw the two servants before snapping closed as the throbbing became painful and delicious all at the same time. He wanted to scream � wanted to call out all the erotic things he was feeling and experiencing at the moment.
With her exploration she decided not to stop at the wondrous shaft. With her free hand she gasped the tight sacks below and fondled them gently, her own hips rolling in the rhythm of lovemaking all the while.
�Take me,� he found himself whispering in a barely audible voice as his body responded perfectly to her sensual awareness. Never before had he ever threatened to explode so soon.
She did as he told her moving him in and out of her throat in quick little thrusts as she applied pressure a little more firmly below.
It was all that was needed to cause the usually controlled prince to break. With a loud feral growl, the hot liquid spewed from his body into the hull of her throat as his body tensed in that hardened way saved only for the most intense of orgasmic explosions. �Yes, my love,� he moaned loudly and with emotional height. �Yes!!�
She swallowed quickly but not quickly enough. The precious creamy fluid leaked from the corner of her mouth and down her softly rounded chin. Her own body convulsed with another orgasm, another orgasm without being touched. She took pleasure wholly from giving pleasure.
For what seemed like forever his body remained tensed as she drank from him � her mouth suckling the very liquid that created life from his body. When he was emptied, he fell onto his haunches, his breath coming in great, convulsing gasps. �I love you with the passion of the ages,� he said softly as he moved to pull her body against his. It was then that he saw the traces of his essence around her mouth and he felt an overwhelming desire to lick the evidence way, which he gave into immediately.
She moaned softly has he cleaned her lips and chin, finally giving into the temptation to tangle her tongue with his. "I love you more than mere words could ever speak of. my love transcends this plain and travels the mystical realms of heaven."
�Mistress.� Daewier was loathed to speak at that moment, but she knew she must. �The hour grows late.� Looking into the face of her lover, she spoke huskily. �He must take his leave now, Ilian. The feast comes soon and he will be sought after. He must leave lest anyone finds him here thusly.�
�No,� groaned Legolas fiercely, his mind foggy from being so fully sated. �I shall never leave her side again.�
"�Tis dinner and then the bathing ceremony, my lord. Only for the night will you need be apart. Dawn will bring with it your vows and a day filled with being in each other's arms. �Tis but ONE night," Ilian tried to reason, knowing the intensity of such a love as Legolas' and Falawyn's, for his own was as such.
�One night may as well be a lifetime,� the prince shot back, his eyes imploring piteously as his arms wound tightly around his love. �Can you not see that I would willingly give up my throne and my future kingdom for this one?�
Daewier�s eyes widened, fear overtaking her as her fingers tightened around the thick bicep of her love. �Mistress!� she begged.
"You know not what such a sacrifice means to me, my love, but it need not be so." She pressed her lips to his hotly and swiftly. Slowly, hesitantly, she broke the kiss and her eyes swam with joyious tears. �Has a guard been ordered to our chambers? Will be forceably kept from one another this night, kept from one another after the bathing?"
�A guard � no,� Legolas breathed. �We will certainly be watched, but there will be no guard. But it makes no difference. I will not be separated from you, my life.�
Daewier sighed, her own eyes welling with unshed tears as she spoke softly enough for Ilian�s ears alone. �I felt in my soul this was a mistake. The kingdom will be torn from him.�
"Nay. It will not, dearest." Falawyn smiled wickedly, her own mind set into motion. �Ilian, were you not asked to take a new tunic to my father earlier this day?�
"Aye, my lady." He nodded.
"Then t�would not be odd for you to be seen in his chamber?" She nodded her own head and then laid it upon Legolas' shoulder. "Ilian, go to my father's room and take another of his tunics and bring it here to me." She giggled, and kissed the neck of her beloved. "I can see no harm in a new father wishing to speak to a gained son on the night before his wedding. Would that not be the appearance to anyone who happened to see me entering your chamber clothed as my father?"
Legolas�s handsome face lit up. �You little minx! A supreme idea!� He kissed her hard and turned a bright smile to Ilian and Daewier. �Do you not think so?� His hand moved to rest warmly on his love�s firm posterior.
A concernedwierwier forced a smile. �It shall be as you wish, my prince � my mistress.� Her hand tightened around Ilian�s arm.
Ilian returned the squeeze, his own concerned mirrored in his eyes. "We shall keep careful watcis ais all."
"We shall sleep in each others arms this night," she whispered, her lips caressing the sensitive lobe of his ear. "I think you should fear this night, my wondrous prince, for I will not allow a wink of sleep."
Legolas chuckled huskily. �Worry of yourself, my lo For For my lust is high and my love is deep and thus is a dangerous combination.
"Tis so? And to imagine, I simply meant to enjoy a good conversation of our future." She raised her head, eyes dancing with a teasing pixie-like light. "But if I must..."
�Aye!� barked the prince as he pulled her tightly into his arms. �You must suffer and persevere.�
�Quickly,� Daewier said, a sadness in her voice. �We must remove his highness from this chamber lest someone find him in the presence of my mistress.�
"Aye," he agreed staggering none too gracefully to his feet and arranging himself inside his leggings. "Naught will come of this, my love. Do not worry so."
Nodding, Daewier slipped to the doorway and peeked out to be certain of solitude and security. �All is clear. Hurry!�
"My lord," Ilian barked, his voice such a timber that his allowed for no argument. He would protect the futuing ing and queen of Mirkwood at all cost, whether it be from deadly arrows or wagging tongues.
Eyeing his man-at-arms glaringly, Legolas acquiesced pulling his beloved into one last, hard kiss. �Until later, my dearest love.� And with that, he pulled himself from her arms and dressed hurriedly before following Ilian to the door. One last blown kiss, and they were gone behind the portal.
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