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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
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Thranduil walked into his chamber, and the bathroom door close loudly behind him. He headed straight for his desk and drained his wine goblet. He poured himself more wine, drained his goblet again and refilled it again. It was not enough. He poured himself more wine and more and more..... until no wine was left. To his dismay it had not helped him. He felt awful, hollow and desperate. Dissatisfaction ruled his body and Fäe and he felt like a mere shadow of his former self. Thranduil sighed deeply. He had actually but one choice, and that was to accept the facts, no matter if he liked them or not. Every moment that went by which he spend in denial of his feelings for Baineth was proving increasingly dangerous to her. His poisoned mind could have caused her death today. His madness had become so strong that it had clouded his judgment, causing him to become dangerously mad at her. His meeting with her had ended different than he had expected......
After he had returned from the garden Thranduil had bathed and had sent Galion to fetch Lhinniel. The king knew that she would not come. He had arranged that she was engaged elsewhere today. Galion would go and fetch Baineth in Lhinniel's stead and that was exactly what he had wanted. Thranduil wanted to see her. Jealousy still flamed within his hearts core, making his desire to see her urgent beyond limits. It did not take long until she arrived. Baineth had walked into the bathroom and he had seen her anxious face. Thranduil had requested her to come closer to him. She had obeyed him, but had stood at a distance, keeping a protective space between them. Foolish elleth was all that had came to his mind. Did she seriously believe that this small space could offer her any kind protection from him? Nothing would. During their conversation which followed she had refused to continue her service to him. A decision from her side which was for him absolutely unacceptable. And she wanted to leave his kingdom along with her parents. He would have no problem in finding another elleth to fulfill his needs. But he was faced with the problem that he wanted her, and only her. They stepped onto new ground when he told her that he would simply find another elleth to take her place. This was negatively received by Baineth who retorted that she would marry the first ellon her father would suggest. She claimed that her father was already looking for a suitable ellon. What if that was indeed the truth? Thranduil's expression darkened. This threat of hers had almost led to the escalation of the situation. Her words had hit him hard and had driven his patience over the edge. Thranduil had been seething with anger already, but her threat to marry someone had deepened his anger considerably, so that he almost lost his mind. With gritted teeth and clenched fists he had stood perfectly still and pictures had begun to flash through his mind. He saw Baineth in the arms of another ellon. It was the same ellon with whom he had caught her in the garden. Thranduil wanted to strangle him. He wished he could crush his throat with his bare hands and squeeze the life from his body. His jealousy had been set afire "You will always be mine, no matter what. Do you understand that? You will never marry another. I would rather kill you"! He shuddered at the memory of his cruel words. Because he had meant what he had said and he had been aware of it. He had been deeply shocked by his own words and his readiness to end her life instantly. It had shocked him as much, as it had shocked her. Her anxious face expressed every detail of her feelings.
Thranduil looked up when he heard a soft knock and stared at the bathroom door with an confused expression. Baineth was still in there, waiting for his permission to leave. His expression were mad again and he adjusted his feelings before he walked over and opened the door. She looked beautiful and fragile, standing in front of him dressed in nothing but a towel. The elleth who controlled him like no other had ever done before. The elleth who had changed everything. Everything? No. She would not change everything. He would not allow her to do that. Thranduil concealed their activity and sent her out from his chamber through the hidden door. "What if my father is waiting in my chamber for me? I am not dressed appropriately". He was angered by her question. Who cared if she would be seen? "Think of something". With those words he closed the door and he saw her shocked face once again. Thranduil sat down behind his desk and tapped his fingers on it. She was finally gone, but he did not feel better. But when she was here with him, he also felt terrible. Where should she be then? Thranduil rolled his eyes and leaned back in his chair. He wanted her to be here with him, but if she was here it seemed to him that she did not fulfill his needs anymore. He felt unfulfilled and hollow after she had served him. Because she failed to satisfy him. She had done so before, why was it different now? What had changed? She had begun to open up to him, she had begun to bond with him. But he did not. Thranduil shook his head and sighed. No, no, no, that was not right. He groaned out aloud and rubbed his temples with his fingers. He was bonding with her too. Thranduil had felt it before, but had chosen to ignore it. But now there was no mistaken. And he knew that their physical union which he sought so desperately would only deepen their bond. Still he did not want to accept it! That was the reason why he felt so bad. The reason why he did not feel true pleasure anymore. It was a superficial thing, nothing deeper than that. Because he refused to open himself to her. It was him. He himself was to blame for his dissatisfaction. Thranduil pondered over his realization. He knew that it was the truth and he knew what he had to do. Thinking about her caused his body to yearn for hers, increasing his desire to lie with her again. But he hesitated as he did not want to feel dissatisfied afterwards. Perhaps he had to talk to her. Baineth..... he had kissed her today. Another need of his that he had tried to suppress, but had eventually failed to do so. He thought about her beautiful eyes and face, and that she might be standing in the dark and cold tunnel now being too afraid to enter her chamber. She had every right to be afraid. After the happenings in the healers ward it was likely that her parents might wait for her in her chamber. He felt guilty and walked up toward the hidden door. He would go down and help her.
Thranduil did not find Baineth near her door but much further down, in an area where she was not supposed to be. It angered him greatly. He had not felt her presence in her chamber when he had lingered at the door. He had wondered if he should dare to enter her chamber or not. Thranduil had felt drawn to her, making his way further down until he finally spotted her. She was not far from an exit and he knew that she was very much aware of it. Anger pulsed through his body, which would soon be replaced by unbearable lust. It would cause him to take her hard and greedy. When the king saw her disobedience when she believed that she was unwatched, wrath entered his heart once again. It wiped away all the positive thoughts which he had had only minutes ago. Anger controlled him yet again. When she began to move forward, towards the exit he grabbed her rudely and pushed her against the wall before he pulled on her hair. He knew that he hurt her, but he did not care "What are you doing down here"? Baineth whimpered from the pain he inflicted on her scalp but he pulled her even harder, maddened by his anger and greed "What are you doing down here"? He should have known it. She had come down here searching for an exit "Do you think that you can escape from me? I will never let you go! And if you would succeed, I would hunt you down even if I had to follow you into the dark land"! Baineth trembled in fear. Her presence corrupted his body and mind and he began to lust for her body. He ripped the towel off of her and pushed Baineth up against the wall before he lowered her onto his erect length. Feeling her inner heat around his sensitive part drove him mad and he found his release once again. Baineth covered her body with the towel and the king brought her back into her chamber. Thranduil did not care if anyone was inside or not. He opened the door straight away and pushed her rudely into her chamber before he closed the door. The walk back up to his chamber was a long one. His mind and heart were troubled by guilt and he stopped a couple of times, hitting his fist on the walls or kicking against them in utter frustration. His chamber seemed cold and vacant, its beauty did not touch him. Nothing was beautiful except her. He demanded more wine and drank as much as he could, trying to drown his anger and pain with the wine. But it did not affect him as much as he had hoped. The flames of guilt blazed still brightly within his heart.
It was night and Thranduil stood on his balcony. He had spend the last few hours here, watching as the night fell over his realm. He had thought about the elleth which was bringing a change to him and his ways of thinking and feeling. He disliked it but he also knew that it was not a bad change. But that did not stop him from fighting against it. What was he supposed to do? He was still shocked about his desire to end Baineth's life. Today he had gone completely insane. But then his lust for her had grown too fierce, and had overpowered his wrath, redirecting his insanity to another goal. He had taken her rudely. He felt very guilty about this deed. This was not what he had wanted. She was so stubborn. But wasn't he too? He could not remember that he had ever felt so dissatisfied after uniting with an elleth. Thranduil let out a sigh and drank a large gulp of wine. His greed for her had grown and with it his dissatisfaction had increased greatly. There was no way to continue to satisfy his bodies need only. The time had come to combine his bodies longing with the longing of his heart. He thought back and groaned out in frustration when he remembered how he had treated her today. Their union on this day had certainly brought pain and agony to her. To him it had been unsatisfying and he was utterly disgusted about his behavior. What caused him to treat her like that? Where lay the origin of the darkness which festered deeply inside of his heart? He sent her back to her chamber alone, almost naked, and most of all, he had not cared about her fears and had ignored them when she had been scared to meet her father upon returning. And if that had not been rude already, he pushed her into her chamber so hard that she stumbled and fell onto the stone floor. Thranduil shook his head. This situation was clearly getting out of hand. None of this had been planned before. In the beginning he had desired to find only pleasure through her, but when he had united with her he had become dependent on her. He needed her. Thranduil felt somewhat sheltered when she was around him. No matter how ridiculous it sounded, it was a plain fact. In his long life Thranduil had never broken his word. But today he had done so. Because of her. He mastered his wrath and did not kill the ellon because he needed Baineth too much. The king knew that she would never forgive him for killing the ellon. If that was not weakness then what was it?
He sighed and returned to his desk and sat down in his chair. What was he supposed to do now? How should he act? No matter what he would decide, their relationship was supposed to remain private, a well kept and protected secret for as long as possible. No one should know about it. He was the king and he could marry whom ever he wanted. Thranduil's train of thoughts stopped abruptly and he even stopped to breath momentarily. Since when was he thinking about marriage? He ran his fingers through his hair and leaned back in his chair. What was going on in his life? He would have done better to live alone without the company of an elleth. Now he had become addicted to Baineth and he knew deep in his heart that it would never stop because they had begun to share a bond. There was no looking back. His desire for female company had set into motion a avalanche which destroyed everything in its path, leaving nothing as it used to be. Now he felt bottomless, like an ancient tree which had been uprooted in a storm. Yes indeed, this comparison matched his present situation and his feeling. That's why he felt insecure. Oh, how he hated this word and the feeling itself. If he could, he would banish it from this world. But against certain things he was powerless. She caused him to feel insecure because things began to change within him which had been the same for thousands of years. But was she to blame for that? No. Because he had started this. He was the one that had lusted for her touch. He had trained her to do his bidding. If someone was to blame, then it was him. Thranduil was reflecting on his unrestrained wrath which had raged within him today. He needed to protect Baineth from himself, otherwise she might find a similar end as Bereneth had found. And that was not an option. There was actually only one way how he could protect her. He sighed heavily. Taking all the severity of his situation into consideration, marriage might be the most reasonable option for him. A respected option. He sighed and poured himself more wine.
If he would make their relationship known to his subjects, he feared that some jealous elleth might poison Baineth's ears, planting doubts about him into her tender heart, where they might sprout quickly. He did not want her to have knowledge about Bereneth. What if Galion would tell her? His attendant was watching him, certainly intending to safe the elleth with whom he was enjoying with. Galion might tell Baineth about Bereneth, trying to protect her from the mad king, a killer and selfish elf. Would she reject him if she knew what he had done? Did her feelings for him run deep enough by now to withstand such a test? Thranduil's heart was troubled by fear and insecurity. That was truly ridiculous. He was a strong ellon and a king. And this situation caused him fear? He trusted her, there was no way that she would betray him. He was sure of that. Thranduil had known it the moment when he had first noticed her in the healers ward. When he had seen her with the ellon in the garden this morning, he had known that her reaction to his touch had been an innocent one. She reacted naturally because he himself had never given her any kind of affection and she had naturally begun to yearn for it. If he wanted to be with her, he would have to begin to act responsible. If she would search for affection in another ellon, it would be his fault alone. Thranduil got up once again and approached the hidden door.
The king opened her door loudless and saw Baineth lying on her bed. He stepped into her chamber and listening to her thoughts attentively. 'No, of master and servant, and king and subject, we are the later. Nothing more and nothing less' Her thoughts tormented his heart, making him feel even more guilty. He silently approached her and stopped at the edge of her bed. Baineth lay on her bed in her night dress. She looked so beautiful in the moon light. He stood there and continued to listen to her thoughts and enjoying her presence. Baineth opened her eyes and looked up to him. Thranduil saw the fear in her eyes and even her body winced from her fear for him.Thranduil was shocked by her thoughts which showed clearly how lowly she thought of their relationship. But then, his acts had been hideous today. What else could she think about him and the relationship they had? Thranduil walked around her bed and knelt down. He took her hand and kissed her knuckles gently before he cupped her cheek. He got lost in her beautiful eyes. The king enjoyed her fäes reaction to his kiss, and slowly leaned in to kiss her lips. The feeling of fulfillment which flooded her body in this moment made the king proud. She faithfully closed her eyes as she had done on certain occasions before, but he had just played with her then. Never once had he kissing her in such situation, it had been a part of his sick game. A game which would have to end soon. She suspected that he was playing with her emotions again and furrowed her eyebrows. Thranduil stopped to marvel at her beauty and sealed their lips with a gently kiss. His lips moved slowly and gentle, wanting her to feel desired. Thranduil's feelings stirred when she moaned, reawakening his lust for her and he broke the kiss before it would become too passionate. He looked down into her eyes and saw what he always wanted to see, her affection for him openly displayed. After everything that she had gone through with him today, her affection for him was unbroken. Thranduil shook his head slowly and regretted his behavior deeply. He furrowed his eyebrows at the memory of her earlier thoughts. She had so many fears which festered within her young and tender heart and he would dispense them all. He would start right now and here with her greatest fear "Our relationship is no such thing. It is lover and beloved".
Baineth breath caught on her throat and she stared at him in bewilderment. Had he really just said that? Thranduil gave her a short smile before he claimed her lips in another kiss. He slowly crawled up onto her bed while his lips began to ravish hers. One of his hands wandered lower caressing her breasts while the other kept her head firmly in place. Baineth heart raced and she felt how it opened up to him, slowly but unmistakably. She placed her hands flat against his broad chest and allowed him to kiss her as he wished. A hint of fear entered her heart, knowing very well how sudden his moods could shift. But Thranduil did not intend to ruin this moment which they shared. He knew exactly what he was doing to her and he enjoyed the power he had over her in this moment. Something happend what could never be undone. His own heart longed for the same freedom but he restrained himself, what took him a great effort to achieve. He sat up and looked down upon her slightly flushed face, a beauty to behold in comparison with her ghostly pale face of hers which he had seen earlier. He grabbed her hand and pulled her up, taking her with him up the secret passages. Thranduil brought her to the small chamber and closed the door behind them. Baineth turned around and eyed the king who stood still, facing with his back to her, staring at the wall. After a moment silence he turned around and approached her. Thranduil took Baineth's hand and led her over to the bed where he sat her down.
She opened her mouth to speak but he placed a finger on her lips "Shhhh". The king laid her down and began to kiss her passionately. Thranduil sucked on her bottom lip and nibbled on it before he licked over her lips and shoved his tongue inside her sweet mouth. The taste of her made his lust for her deepen. They kissed feverishly while he trailed his hands over her body. Thranduil only pulled away from her when Baineth's need to breathe had become urgent. He ripped her dress open and revealed her warm and soft breasts, which were ready to be caressed by him. The king let out a groan feeling heavily aroused by the sight and claimed her lips again. Baineth kissed him back, with just as much passion and Thranduil moaned into her mouth when he felt her warm hands around his shaft. He ran his fingers through her silken hair and broke their kiss to suck on her nipples. Baineth arched her back off of the bed and sat up when she felt his soft lips around her nipple, sucking it lustfully. She pushed him off of her as his new position brought his shaft out of reach for her hands. Thranduil was surprised when Baineth straddled his lap. She pushed his morning robe over his shoulders and took his hardening shaft firmly into her hands again. But Thranduil pushed her off of him and laid her down again, continuing to kiss the underside of her breasts, while holding her down. He lowered his hands to her folds and circled her pearl a few times before he shoved one of his long fingers into her inner sex. Baineth moaned out and pushed her hips up into his direction, wanting him to go deeper. Thranduil smirked at her and began to slowly massage her sweet spot eyeing her in pleasure as she wriggled under his touch. She was hot and wet, ready to be taken by him. He brushed with his thumb over her pearl until he could see in her eyes that her climax was not far away. Thranduil removed his finger from her inner sex and lowered his body unto hers. Baineth felt his shaft hard and throbbing between her slender legs, stroking her inner thigh while approaching her entrance. She moaned out and grabbed hold of his butt and tried to pull him closer to her in her desire to feel him inside of her. Her eagerness to unite with him was well received by the king who began to tease her entrance with his shaft while nibbling on her neck. Baineth slid her legs up around his waist and groaned out in frustration because he did not enter her. "My king, pleeeeease....."! Her inner sex was tingling with excitement, making it unbearable for her to wait any longer. Thranduil chuckled and kissed her neck before he lifted his head up to look into her lust filled eyes. He had enjoyed her obvious impatience long enough and made her groan out when he slid into her with one hard thrust. Her fingers dug deeply into his flesh, pulling him down on her with great need. Thranduil's endeavor to prepare her body for him had been a great success. He let out a long and deep moan when he felt her inner walls throbbing around his hard length. She was more than ready. He began to rock his hips against hers slowly, making her gasp as the pleasure of his invasion into her body seemed almost intolerable. While he watched her face contort with pleasure he continued to move within her, enjoying their unity. His heart longed for its freedom but Thranduil held back, feeling still reluctant to give himself fully to her. But his body betrayed him and began to obey her. Baineth pulled him onto her with more and more need and his body involuntarily obeyed. His thrust became deeper and harder and all his doubts were wiped out by the pleasure their physical union gave him. It was out of control and Thranduil finally let go. It was the first that he did so and it was not to his disadvantage. Lust stormed wildly through his longing body, making each of his thrusts surpass the previous one in its intensity and lustfulness. He moaned out frequently as he became a slave to his body, pumping deeper and faster into her. The urgency to reach his climax became unbearable and his moves became urgent. Baineth held on to him and let him lead them towards their climax. Thranduil felt her body tremble against his while her inner muscles clench around his shaft. He knew that she was about to come. He allowed her to take him with her over the edge. Their hips flapped against each others a few more times while their bodies spasmed from their orgasm. Thranduil pushed his length into her a last time before he collapsed on top of her in exhaustion. A long moan left Baineth mouth and Thranduil smiled, feeling proud of his accomplishment. His ragged breath touched her ear and Baineth turned her head and placed a soft kiss on his jawline before she closed her eyes from exhaustion. Their bodies still entwined, stuck together by their sweat and they felt each others heartbeat clearly, racing from their joint endeavour. They both lay motionless, feeling the after shocks of their pleasure still battling in their bodies. After a couple of minutes Thranduil opened his eyes and lifted his body off of hers. He laid down next to her on his side and eyed her with intensity. Anger stirred in him but he decided to ignore it. He took a deep breath and closed his eyes again. He felt satisfied. Utterly satisfied. And that was all what he needed right now.
Baineth watched him cautiously and felt unsure what was the cause of his now impassive behavior. He normally got up and brought his wine. After a lot of time had passed she got up from the bed and picked up the tray from the table, and carried it over to the king. Thranduil remained in the same position, enjoying the peace which had spread through his body. This union had been the best he had had in a very long while. Factually it had been the best ever. Unmistakably the best. While in one part of him anger festered for her, the other side felt satisfied with Baineth. Thranduil opened his eyes abruptly when he felt her fingers brush over his bare shoulder. He looked up at Baineth and saw uncertainty and worry on her face. No, he would not react angry. Not now anyway. The king sat up and took the goblet from her hand. He drank his wine and watched as she sipped from her water. It was clear that she felt that something was different and he was glad that she had the decency to refrain from asking him about it. Baineth ate a few grapes and laid down on the bed, feeling his gaze wander over her naked body. Thranduil smiled with satisfaction. This had been indeed an greatly fulfilling moment with her. His suspicions had been correct. He had been the cause of his own dissatisfaction. She was not at fault. But how long could he manage to remain like that? His gaze became hard "I will not tolerate another such incident" Baineth turned her head and looked at the king who continued to speak "If you need something, you must tell me, otherwise how can I know about your needs"? She looked at him bewildered "And what if I need affection"? Thranduil's glance was stern "As I said, you must tell me". Baineth nodded numbly. She would have to tell him if she needed affection? Was this not something that was given unconditionally? Thranduil's expression remained stern while he listened to her thoughts, feeling slightly displeased by her unspoken demand. Baineth smiled shyly at him "I want your affection now". Thranduil's eyes widened and his expression was slightly angered "I have just given you my affection. That will be enough for today". Baineth expression was incredulous and she turned her head away from him, and stared at the beds canopy while reflecting about his words 'That will be enough for today' she sighed inaudible and closed her eyes. Thranduil felt guilty yet again. He sensed her disappointment and sighed "I can't change it, even if I wanted to" Baineth opened her eyes and looked back at him "My king, what are you talking about"? He eyed her for a moment, his expression was serious, but his heart welled up with the affection which he felt for her. It had begun and it would deepen with every second that went by because he did not need her physical presence to feel their connection. "I need you". Baineth heart drummed wild within her chest and her cheeks flushed. Thranduil noticed her reaction but his mood remained grave "I can not change who I am. You have to accept me the way I am". Baineth did not reply as no words were needed. She held his gaze and drowned in the depth of his eyes.
They remained in the small chamber for another hour without speaking until the king rose up from the bed. Baineth eyes followed him as he dressed his morning robe. He picked up a small bowl from the table and handed it to her. Baineth chewed the herbs and swallowed them with a large gulp of water. Thranduil picked up a bed sheet and helped her to get up. He wrapped it around her body, covering her as her dress had been ripped open by him in his passion, baring her body. Baineth enjoyed the cool breeze on her skin when they walked downwards the narrow passage towards her chamber. Thranduil opened the door for her and Baineth walked into her chamber. He closed the door and catched a last glimpse of her still flushed face. The almost unnoticeable shutting sound of the door set Baineth in motion. She urgently needed a bath. That had been a new and indeed very welcome experience with the king. She feared to what development it would lead. She had just walked into her small bathroom and had removed the bed sheet when she heard a knock on the door. "Baineth, are you dressed"? She looked up in utter shock "No ada, I am NOT"! Her father's voice seemed very pleased today. "Hurry up I am waiting for you"! Baineth mind raced with panic. Her father was here! So early in the morning? Sweat began to run down her now pale face and she leaned against the wall for support. The king had forgotten to cleanse her after they had lain together. The knocking of her father became demanding.
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