He had promised that you would be able to see the dwarves, at least once. And dinner was the time you had chosen. You had promised both your wonderful husband and your father that would not be bothersommto the dwarves, but it wasn't you that was bothersome.
The dwarves were unlike anything you had seen before. They weren't as gruff and rude as you were told they may be, in fact you quite liked their energetic nature. And when the one with the hat started singing and dancing on the table, you couldn't help but laugh. He was a spirited one.
But now that dinner was over, and the dwarves had retired to their rooms, you were left alone with Lindir.
"Vanimle sila tiri." You flushed at the compliment he bestowed upon you. He was always so sweet and caring with you, his dear wife. Even before you two had began courting, he was a sweet elf. He would desperately vie for your attention, even dealing with your irritating brothers.
But he didn't have to. You know he didn't have to. You had liked Lindir from the moment he came to be your fathers scribe. And even before that.
You found his gentle nature endearing and wonderful. You would lay about the grass in the gardens, dreaming that one day he might become your loved one.
"You compliment me too often my dear A'maelamin." You flushed and looked st the space between you, becoming shy and reserved. You couldn't help it when it came to compliments from your beloved.
"Do not look away from me my love. You deserve all the compliments I can speak of. You are the light of my life. You are the reason my heart beats." He grabbed your hand and placed it on his chest. You could feel his heart beating underneath his dark blue tunic.
"Melamin..." He hand came to rest under your chin as he made you look at him. He brown eyes were full of love, longing and desire.
"Come and I will show you how much I desire you, my wife." You felt a blush creeping up your neck and into your cheeks, even after being married for years, Lindir still make you blush.
"And how much do you desire me, melamin?" She stepped closer to your husband and placed your hands on his chest, her fists grabbing at his tunic. You looked up st him, into your husbands kind brown eyes.
"Do you want me underneath you, writhing in pleasure?" You knew you were being bold, speaking of your bedroom desires in the open, but when you saw the look on Lindir's face, you couldn't stop.
"You do don't you? You want me moaning your name, breathless as I ask for more." You were not expecting him to softly growl into your ear, and definitely didn't expect him to push you back against your bedroom door.
"You know what I desire, melamin. You've had it every night this week." This time it was your turn to blush and stutter.
"We should not waste time, my love. We both know how long I can make you whimper." Again, you stuttered and fought for your wording.
"Tula melamin." He grabbed your hand and placed a kiss on the knuckes, his lips barely dusting your soft skin.
He pulled you into your room and locked the door behind you and then descended upon your body. His hands grabbed your hips and his lips starched to your neck. Slowly he nibbled and sucked on the exposed flesh, earning whimpers and moans from your pouty lips.
"I love when I make you whimper. I love the little sounds you make at my hands. Do you still doubt my desire for you?" He pressed his hardened cock against your back, grinding lightly against you.
"N-no. I don't." You heard a hum of approval and then his hands left your hips, only to move your hair aside.
"And my kisses, do they prove my love?" A nip to the neck followed by his tongue flicking against the flesh had you melting. You could feel your core leaking, wet already for him.
"Your body is mine, melamin. And my body is yours." You felt your dress being ripped in two as it fell to your feet.
"These are mine." His hands grabbed your breasts and squeezed, making you arch your back desperate for more.
"How I managed to win a beautiful little elf like you is beyond me. You were not and are not a prize, but I still managed to win over your heart. And I will keep it for the rest of our lives. We will grow together and start a family." His rich voice was whispering sweet promises into your ear.
The promsied he spoke were almost as good as the kisses he placed on your skin. They both sent your body into overdrive.
"I want you my love. No more talking." You placed a kiss to his lips and pulled him over to the bed. You sat and pulled him down with you, his body sprawled over yours.
"I will make you feel amazing. You have my promise." You crawled back until you were at the headboard and watched him. He stood and began removing his tunic, your eyes ever wandering his toned chest.
Lindir may not have been a warrior but that did not mean he was any less desireable. He was a handsome and beautiful elf; one you were proud to call husband.
"Tula melamin. Tula." You spread your legs for him, your hands running down your breasts and over your stomach and finally resting on your thighs. Lindir's eyes were on your, following your hands movements.
"I love you." His lips were suddenly on yours, licking and nibbling your bottom lip. One hand had grabbed your wrists and lifted them above your head, holding them in place. The other was on your right breast, fondling the soft flesh.
"Lindir..." You felt a small smirk on his lips form as he was kissing you.
"Yes, you whimper my name." His lips left yours. He kept kissing your skin, down your collarbone to the valley of your breasts. He nipped the skin as he descended your chest, his lips finding your left breast.
"I have missed kissing this." A kiss to your nipple made you arch your back and close your legs, desperate to create some friction to relieve some of the heat.
"Lindir...please..." His tongue curled around your nipple. He started to suck the hard nub, his teeth gently grabbing it and tugging.
"Please Lindir..." He pulled his mouth off of your nipple with a loud pop.
"Alright. I will stop teasing you and give you what you want. What you are begging me for." You felt his tip at your entrance and you moaned softly. Lindir was not a small elf. His cock was thick and long, and it filled you so well.
"Lindir...I love you." Your lips met as he pushed his cock into your core, stretching your wet lips around his hardness.
"You are always so tight, melamin." You sighed contently and reached for him, pulling him down to kiss your lips.
"You are so beautiful." You gasped as he grabbed your legs and threw them over his shoulders, feeling his cock in your core. He grunted as he rocked his hips against yours.
You threw your head back and gripped the sheets tightly in your hands, ecstasy hitting you.
"Lindir! Oh gods! Yes my love! I love it!" His lips were kissing the inside of your calves, a stark contrast to the ferocity in which he was screwing you.
"Tell me how my desire for you feels." You felt your heart pounding in your chest as your walls suddenly tightened around his cock.
"Your body speaks for you my love." He grunted and placed his hands on the side on your head and jerked his hips quickly. He was close too.
"We will cum together." A soft kiss was placed to your lips as you felt your body hit its limit.
"Lindir! Oh god!" You felt your walls clench and then you gushed. Your cum dropped down his cock and your legs. Just as his seed spurted into your core.
"Oh my love..." He pulled out and lay on his back, before he pulled you to his chest. Your head rest above his heart, your ear listening to the steady rhythm.
"I love you Lindir." Another kiss to your forehead and then you felt him take a breath. As he exhaled you heard his soft voice filtering through the room.
Lindir, your dear husbband, was singing an elven lullaby to you. Goodnight melamin."
Lindir! My first time writing a Lindir one shot. I feel like he's verybreserved in public but when he goes to bed with his love, he's a fiery elf. This was requested by:
sugarbee25
