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The power of the Ring	By : Satyr Category: Lord of the Rings Movies > Het - Male/Female Views: 57980 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 1
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Chapter contributed by : VladimirHarkonnen

Frodo, after all the hazards of his adventure, couldn't have cared less about the bigger picture nor would he have had some means to piece together the various elements. He had no means or context to put that the Council of Elrond was slowly amassing with the various delegates gathering. It took time for them to arrive from an increasingly war-torn Middle Earth, up to twenty-five days for the last delegates, those from Gondor, to break off the ongoing strife near Ogsiliath and to arrive. It was only the second day of his time after his recovery, the eighth overall, as the time for the Council had been dated from his recovery when Elrond had sent the summons, that he woke up in the morning with a devoted Arwen sucking off his monstrously large morning wood and deep-throating him.
Her ethereal beauty made the decadence of the scene all the more delightful, as did the lushness of her lips and the delight in her smile. Arwen was his, he realized with an increased smile, and the benefits of the Ring were all the more real here. This....fucking... (he at least loved the word even if he didn't believe it'd catch on) meant that he'd literally taken Aragorn's woman out from under him.
For her part Arwen was merely meekly sucking the cock of her lover and conqueror to reward him for the previous night and found that the sight of the One Ring hypnotized her and that whenever it did he remained stiff and effective, where she couldn't focus on anything else but him. She'd been more than halfway joking about leaving Aragorn to marry Frodo and letting him fuck that Tauriel slut to his heart's content but this morning? She'd never been surer of anything in the whole world than that sucking on Frodo's monstrously enhanced and swollen cock changed by proximity to the very soul of the self-proclaimed Master and God of Mankind in Mordor.
As she continued to bob her head up and down and her throat bulged with the cock, she heard whispers from the Ring. Not speech in a conventional mortal or for that matter elven sense. It was like a scratchy high-pitched rasping whisper, the eldritch tones of Valarin underwoven with a refined and gorgeous Quenya with a silky silvery tongue. It was images, visions. Herself betraying the Heir of Isildur and mastered by Frodo, Lord of the Ring.
Letting Frodo defile her in the bed she shared with Aragorn in secret, so that he'd find her on all fours with her knuckles clenched white as she bit her lips and tried not to moan too loudly so when he came in he'd be fully surprised. Then Aragorn comes in and Frodo cums inside her with a grin of surprisingly mature and effective sadistic pleasure in that tiny body of his and Aragorn stares in a hateful balefire grin that makes the flush roiling her body, the sadistic pleasure of her own at being caught with her true lover and master outweighing with that oversized third leg a full grown Sea-King of mythology.
Or other visions, herself crowned Queen with Frodo by her side.
Her living in a Hobbit hole in the Shire, on the one hand cramped, on the other hand a brood of youthful children whose refined beauty forever altered the stolid and doldrum Shire and made it a land of refinement and true beauty, with Mallorns unlike all others. A Queen of sorts even here, the Lady Evenstar of the Shire, the most beautiful woman in all Eregion, loving wife and mother to the King of Eregion, Frodo I the Iron-Handed.
And Sauron, on his Dark Throne in Mordor smiled at the thought that here he would be able to avenge on the reincarnation in flesh if not in power of Luthien Tinuviel the humiliation that he'd faced then and sought to weave a much deeper design. His will surged and the Ring's power in turn seemed to lead to a shining that led to her swallowing Frodo's next load down her throat and licking her lips as she purred: "So what today, my love?"
Frodo smiled with a genuinely affectionate smile and caressed her head with a mixture of kindness and a much nastier undertone of ownership.
"I want you to be dressed and to go see your father about looking after me, after the stress of everything with the Wraiths." She meekly nodded and slipped on lingerie Frodo approved after letting his hands caress along the silky smoothness of her body. She actually walked with him, at points slipping her hands within his.
The conversation with her father was one that neither of them would fully remember, it was amplified by the strange light glinting from the Ring and Elrond's entranced and almost-drugged expression. For his part for all his Lore, Elrond Half-Elven loved his daughter and it was so very reasonable to have her looking after Frodo and whatever decision the Council came to to ensure that Frodo had someone who could face Ringwraiths with fire that would be equal without risking the censuring due the Istari if they tried. Especially since for all the other counselors, Olorin had yet to arrive and nobody knew what fate had befallen him.
And even when Frodo was literally cheeky enough to palm his daughter's ass in the middle of the audience, massaging her cheeks and palming them and literally kneading the flesh through her robes like she wore nothing at all, Elrond was agreeable and grateful that Arwen was so very affectionate to Frodo and it was good to see she'd found someone she loved beyond the iron hands of destiny.
Thus Arwen secured things and the power of the Ring would grow the further and ensnare them both, and Frodo had her return to her bedchambers with him to 'celebrate.' So was it that the day ended on an alternate note to how it began, a set of strange meals where Frodo and Arwen dined together privately and the Ring's force ensured nobody could quite focus on how strange it was and instead saw Arwen being very considerate of the badly-shaken Frodo, and all was good.
And when Frodo pulled his cock out of Arwen's ass and she'd had another set of convlusive orgasms and snuggled with him, he slept for a moment with an expression on his face influenced by the Ring that would have induced consternation in Elves and nightmares in mortals, and then his face was normal.
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