Disclaimer: This is a non-profit fan based fiction, all rights belong to Tolkien enterprises and J.R.R. Tolkien. Except for Anna as she is my original character.
Chapter 8
Nervousness started to push its self to the surface as we drew nearer to the doors of the grand hall. The thought of seeing him again makes me all sweaty. I don't know what it is about this man, I have never felt so embarrassed or nervous like this in my life. Even when I'm around the elves. Who I would have to say the most beautiful race of people I have ever seen. Even if most of them are pompous bastards.
I could see the doors in the distance. My heart started to race. I really hope I look alright. We finally reached the beautifully carved, large doors. Two elves were standing guard at the entrance. They bowed their heads to us and opened the large wooden doors as we approached them. It was even more extravagant inside the grand hall. People everywhere, there was even a live band of minstrels. It was all exciting. I looked down towards the hobbits, their eyes open wide with what I can imagine was excitement and awe.
"Look ... food." Yelled Pippin, and they all ran towards the buffet table. Appetizers before the feast. Dragging me behind them. The smell of the food made my stomach growl. Loudly. The four hobbits turned to me as it happened and laughed. I joined in. We each grabbed a plate and went to the table Aragon was sitting at. It is quite interesting to have dinner with hobbits. They are really loud and full of energy. The amount of food they can eat is astonishing. They are totally different people now, then they were on the road. I guess it's because they are now in a safe haven rather than being on the road in the wild, running for their lives.
There was lots of laughing and talking. I wasn't really paying too much attention to the conversations around me. My eyes were constantly searching for him. "Looking for someone, Meril?" Said a blonde pointy ear elf. Trying to cover a smirk as I looked at him.
"Good evening Legolas," I replied back. Trying to hide my surprise. I stood up abruptly. So much so that every one at the table went silent and looks towards my direction. I blushed and turned my eyes to the balcony doors. "I'm just going to go outside for some fresh air," and off I walked to the balcony. Rather quickly I might add. A cool Autumn breeze swept passed me as I walked out onto the balcony. The sun was starting to set. The colours of the sky was magnificent. The sky was still blue with an orange tint on the passing clouds. Slowly changing to pinks and reds as it grew darker. I sighed and stretched my arms out.
"Beautiful night," came a voice from behind me. I turned around quickly giving myself whiplash in the process. I fell backwards onto the railing. The voice was so unexpected and startled me. As I looked closer at the man, I realized it was him. The man who swept me off my feet. "You alright M'lady?" He asked, witnessing what just happened. I seem to always fall over whenever he is around.
"Yes, yes I'm alright. You just gave me a shock. I'm Anna by the way." Placing my hand to him as if to shake it. Old habits from my earlier life I guess. He grabbed my hand but instead of shaking it he bowed down and kissed it. I could feel my cheeks going red. To be honest I did not expect that. Most people look at me strangely and laugh at my foolishness.
"It's a pleasure to meet you lady Anna. I am Boromir." Oh my god. He is Boromir. Well my love is doomed. I can't believe I have a crush on a man destined to die. Well this sucks and there is nothing I can do. Either way I'm attracted to a dead man. Tears filled my eyes. Why do I have to cry at a time like this. "Are you sure you are alright?" He said standing next to me. His face close to mine. When did he get so close. I didn't even realize he had moved to my side.
"I'm ... I'm fine, just a little worn out is all." Trying to cover up my tears. "I might call it a night I think." I moved back and walked away. I felt warmth on my hand then a sudden tug. I turn to look at the warmth on my hand to see that Boromir had grabbed me.
"I am sorry if I have upset you, that wasn't my intention. "From that moment I knew I was in love with him. My heart ached from him, and my body. Why does this man make me feel like this I barely know him. "Let me walk you to your room at least. "He cupped my hand into his arm and we left the balcony and into the great dining hall. It seems like the part was coming to an end, as there were only a few people left. The hobbits were still here. Eating the leftover food and alcohol. "So... which way to your room?"
At least I know how to get back to my room from the great hall, as my room isn't far from there. With that note we exited the dining hall, arm in arm. We walked in silence at a slow pace. The only sound to be heard were of the insects chirping. My heart was racing. The sound echoing in my ears. Oh god I hope he can't hear it. I stopped in my tracts. I need to take a breath and calm down. I closed my eyes and breathed in deeply. In through the nose and out from the mouth. As I opened my eyes I could see Boromir starring at me with curiosity.
"Sorry I feel a little overwhelmed right now." I said to him. His look softened. I gazed deep into his eyes. Tears clouding my eyes. Next thing I know my head is buried deep into his chest. His muscular arms wrapped around me. I could feel his heart beating, fast. I looked up to him. A tear rolling down my cheek. With his hand he wiped it away cupping my face. His hands where more corse than I thought they would be. Our eyes met.
I knew from that moment he wanted to kiss me. "Lady Anna, there you are." Came a voice from behind. The moment was ruined. "We were wondering where you went, thought you may have gotten lost again." I turned to see two drunk hobbits being carried by Sam. Relief swooped over Sam's face in a instant when he saw I was fine.
"Yes Sam, I'm fine. I know my way back so don't worry about me. I have an escort." I smiled at him, "I will see you tomorrow." I wave him and the boys goodnight and they hobbled passed us. I waited till they were out of sight to glance back to Boromir. He seemed to have lost interest now. My heart started to ache. I lost the moment.
I grabbed a hold of his arm and started to walk off. Dragging him behind. After a few minutes, he tugged back and a lot harder then he intended I think, as I started to fall backwards. I seen to fall a lot today, more so than usual. But I didn't hit the ground. I looked up to see Boromir's eyes staring down at me. He had caught me. My cheeks flushed red hot. I feel so flustered right now. I spun around to face him. He grabbed me into his embrace. A new moment had spawned.
We gazed into each other's eyes. With only the moon as our light. His left hand gently brushed my now rosy red cheek. He bent his head. I closed my eyes waiting in anticipation for a passionate kiss on the lips. But no such kiss came. Instead warmth of his breath touched my forehead. One you might give a child before you tell them goodnight. Disappointment and anger grew inside me, like a raging fire.
"I can't believe this. Seriously, the night was going fantastic. I had a good meal, meet a fantastic guy, who flirted a lot with me. To walk me to my room, lead me on to think he is interested in me only to feel like this now, like I have been brushed off, treating me as a fucking child." Blurting out my inner thoughts unconsciously. My hand covered my mouth instantly as I realized what I had said. I pushed away from him as quickly as I could and ran to my room. Bursting the door open and slamming it shut. Tears rolled down my face. Why did I have to say what I'm thinking like always.
Little known fact about me, I'm a strong independent woman and I hate being treated like a child. Unless it's from Aragon, Legolas or Gandalf. Them three can spoil me all day long. But only they can treat me as a child, since they basically raised me. I know, I know I don't look my age. But others shouldn't assume that I'm young or that I'm a child.
A few moments passed as I stewed in anger. Crying against the door to my room. Knock, knock, knock came from above me. "Lady Anna, I apologize if I upset you. It's just...". He paused. I stood up and opened the door. Still angry with him. "It's just you are so much younger than me I couldn't follow through with how I'm feeling." He sighed.
"Well I'm a lot older than I look." I screeched at him. "Don't just assume I look my age, because I don't, and if you must know I'm fucking twenty four years of age not much younger than you." My anger level grew to new peaks. I've never felt so infuriated with someone like this before. Boromir stepped forward. I put my arm out to stop him from getting closer but before I knee it I was in his embrace once again. His lips forcibly touched mine. Passionate but angry like kiss. The worst thing was I kissed him back. Just as hard. He pushed his way into my room. Slamming the door behind him. That door has seen a lot of hate today.
We stopped to get some air. Gazing into each other's eyes. I was pining for another kiss. My wish came true. Kissing me again moving closer to the bed. Stopping once again for air. This time though he took his shirt off. Exposing his muscular body. Going back into the passionate but violent kiss. I started to undo the belt to his trousers. His hands moving to my shoulders where my dress sat. Sliding it off off my shoulders and down my arms. The dress fell to the ground and I awkwardly stepped out of it still in a deep and hot kiss.
We reached the bed. His trousers fell to the floor. He pushed me onto the bed. Again we were kissing. His left hand moving from my waist to my chests. My nipples grew hard as he fondled my breasts. He moved down to my neck, kissing it softly. I've never felt so turned on in my life as i moan, louder than I had thought. He looked at me with surprise and a smile. I don't think he expected me to make that kind of sound. But I think I gave him an ego boost.
He continues to kiss my neck. More moans escape my lips. Slowly moving down to my shoulders to my chest. He moves his right hand down from my waist to my outer thigh. Caressing my body. His lips sucking on one breast, slightly nibbling my now erect nipple and gently pinching the other. I was so distracted with pleasure I didn't realize he had moved the hand on the thing to my crotch. Rubbing my It softly. My body started to move on it's own then. Anticipating his next movement. His fingers penetrated the lips. Stroking my clit. It felt so good. I couldn't take it anymore. I want him bad. But he ignored my body's demands. Again moving his kisses down my body. I could feel that I was wet with excitement. I felt him smile as he drew closer to my Virginia. He was tormenting me. He knew exactly what I wanted but denied it to me. Instead moved his heat to my Virginia and started to lick it. His hands now wrapped around my waist. A tear rolled down my face as I moaned even louder.
I think he is quite pleased with himself, and he should be no man has made me feel or sound this way. It was a completely new experience for me. He licked sucked and licked some more. He stopped for a second to look at me. His seductive eyes just made me want him more. His left hand moved from my waist back to my crotch again. But this time instead of rubbing he penetrated my hole with one finger. In and out, in and out. Moving up the line from one finger to two and then to three all the while of licking my pussy. I couldn't hold it anymore, I was about to have an orgasm. That's when he stopped. It's like he knew what was happening to my body and wanted to torture me.
He pulled me closer to his waist. His cock erected, twitching for my body. My legs up in the air, resting on his shoulders. Him holding one of my ankles. In an instant his large, erect penis had entered me. Again I moaned from pleasure and pain. He was a lot bigger than I expected. Sliding in and out. Only with the tip of his cock. Teasing me some more. Until finally he shoved it in all the way. It felt good and painful at the same time. Doing long thrusting motions as he entered and exited me. I moved my legs down from his shoulders and wrapped them around his body. I pulled him down to kiss me. He complied. It was the most forceful, passionate, breathless kiss I have ever had. I put my hands to his shoulders and pushed him on his back. I jumped on top. It was my turn to take control. I started to ride him. Up and down. He hands guiding my movements. He sat up and started to thrust. I guess he doesn't like not having control. One hand on my back to support me the other playing with my breast. More moans escaped my mouth. I was out of breath, my body hot. I wanted more. He pushed me down and climbed on top. Moving my hips so I was on my stomach.
He was now behind me and I was on all fours. Hands rested perfectly on my arse, as he entered me once again. In and out, in and out. Another orgasm occurred. I was going stir crazy with the pleasure. His thumb move from my bum cheek to between then entering the other hole. It hurt but the pleasure was immense that I barely even notice it. Boromir took one final thrust and pulled out. Another orgasm. He moved his thumb from where it was. Placing his penis in my crack. His left hand move to my clit and started to rub once again. Pleasure hit me once again. Next thing I know his penis had entered my anus.
Painful at first but got better the more he thrusted. He pulled me back till I was sitting on him. The fully erect penis entering completely. He continued to thrust. Both his hands had spread my legs apart and continued to play with me. One on the clit the other penetrating my hole. Only a few moments after it was all over.
Thanks for reading and sorry for the late update I will try to write more often. I hope you enjoyed the sex scene. It took me ages to write. Please review and tell me what you think. Thanks :)
