Disclaimer: Do I have to do this, damn it, I do. I do not own the Lord of the Rings, except for Helena, and her family. Give Tolkien props for all he did.
Please do not read, if you get queasy around sexual intercourse.
Dream Sequence: This is around 9 o'clock at night. In the dream.
Helena found herself in a beautiful hall. It was full of life, and many elves were around. As she looked, she saw what she believed was Legolas, but indeed, it was his father, Thranduil. 'They look so much alike' she thought. But while she was thinking, two pairs of arms wrapped themselves around her waist. She let out a small gasp and looked behind her to see Legolas standing there.
'Legolas, you know better than to scare me from doing that..'
Legolas just laughed at her, but then leaned down and gave her a kiss on the neck.
' We should leave, the feast shall go on, and my father keeps insisting. I do not know why, but he keeps telling me that it is time, but I do not want to leave yet. But he is so persistent.'
'Legolas, what are we celebrating?"
'Meleth-nin, we are celebrating our marriage, we are celebrating our marital bond, but now, father is telling me that we should celebrate our physical bond. If you get my meaning.'
Helena was not understanding, until Legolas turned her around and whispered in her ear what that meant.
'It means, that I take you to my bedroom, and give you my soul, my love, and my body.'
She looked at Legolas shocked. She was at her, and she was about to do something that she was sure that she had to do.
'But, haven't we done that already, Legolas?'
'No, but when we tried, it was only with my hands, not with my body. We really should be going before my father announces that his son has to go and bed his wife.'
'Fine, but on one circumstance.'
'What is that?'
'That you catch me…'
With that, Helena left the ballroom in a sprint, trying to get away from Legolas. She knew the way to his bedroom like she had been there many times. She looked behind her and she could she Legolas was trying to catch her. As she kept running through the corridor to his room, she looked behind her, and Legolas was no longer there. She looked around her, and all of a sudden she was pushed against the door to Legolas' bedroom.
'Thought you could get away from me so easily, my lovely princess?'
Legolas was out of breath and so was she. Helena looked up and his silver-blue eyes, as he looked deep into her blue-green eyes. Legolas placed his hands on her face and leaned in to kiss her. She complied by moving closer and putting her hands on his chest. He moved his hands to her waist. One of her hands left his chest and opened the door to his bedroom. As they stepped into the room, she pulled her lips off of his, and asked him if this was right.
'Legolas, are you….'
But Legolas' temptation to take his wife into his bed was getting the better of him. As he began undoing the clips in her hair, she began to undue the ties on his tunic. Her hair fell and he began undoing her dress lacings. As she took off his tunic, she took off his undershirt. She marveled at her husband's body, and she could just imagine herself and his body on top of hers. She wanted to imagine how it looked in sweat.
'Get closer to the bed, meleth,' Legolas' voice was extremely deep and husky.
Helena put her hands on his neck and lead him to the bed. He got the ties of her dress, and he let it fall from her form. As he leaned in to kiss her again, she began to undo the ties on his leggings. Meanwhile, Legolas was undoing the ties on the back of her nightdress. Suddenly, Legolas tongue met the back of her throat. She moaned as he pulled the nightgown down and pulled his lips off of hers to look at her body.
'How, and why did the Valar give you to me, you are far to beautiful to be my wife.'
'The Valar knows why he gives you to me, but to me, I do not know why I ended up with you for a husband, so beautiful, so charming, so perfect, I guess I can now call you my prince charming.'
He laughed lightly, and kissed her neck. He stopped briefly to take off his leggings and kissed her neck lovingly again. She moaned and arched her back to him. She pushed him off and got on top. Legolas felt that her sudden movement gave him a pleasure that he liked. He suddenly began getting hard in his penis, but he did not mind for this was his wife that was giving him these sensations. Helena began kissing him all over his face, down to his neck, on his chest, all over his chest, lower onto his abdomen, until her face was between his legs. She was somewhat startled by his size and girth. She was wondering if he was well endowed or not, but by the looks of things, he was very much more than she expected him to be. She looked at it, afraid that it will hurt when he penetrated her with it, but she had a few tricks up her sleeve. She looked seductively at him and asked.
'Shall I, or are you afraid of what I might do'?
'Please procede, only you are the on……Helena!'
Helena had already taken his penis into her mouth and was slowly but rapidly sucking on it. She would massage it with her tongue, and lips, caress it with her fingertips, and put it back into her mouth. She felt how tense it was and erected, but she did not mind..
Meanwhile, Legolas was busing himself with moans and groans, and was holding the bed sheets tight in his hands. He was afraid that if he let of one of them, he would do something, but he could not resist any longer.
She kept on her ranting, until she heard Legolas groan out in pleasure, and that is when she knew that he was about to orgasm. She wanted to taste the sensations of his fluids going down her throat. She felt his right hand go into her hair and scrunch it up before finally letting out his loudest, but most exhilarating moan. She felt his juices hit the top of her throat, and as she swallowed it, she looked down at what she had caused the poor elf.
Legolas was still on cloud nine, and he could not believe that, he had to do something. When he was relieved, he saw his wife, on the left of him, smiling. He smiled at her, and told her in her ear.
'Come…'
He stretched out his hand, and she took his hand. He stood in front of the bed with Helena. Then he turned her around. Slowly, he dipped his right hand between her breasts and grabbed a hold of her left breast. He saw that his minstrations were working on her. She leaned back and placed her head on his shoulder. His left hand left her waist and went directly in between her legs. He lifted her right leg onto the bed and held her weight against him. He then places his index and middle fingers inside of her body.
Her knees immediately buckled as Legolas held her up, but he was losing a battle. Her heavy breathing and touches all over his neck were making him go harder and harder. His breathing was reaching hers as he began feeling for her clitoris. He found it, but as he touched it, her right hand left his neck and went to his penis. He could not take it anymore, His right hand left her breast and to her leg. He pulled it down and put her on the bed with him behind her.
She took out his hand and let go of him, and before he knew it, she placed her hand back on him and put him inside of her. Legolas' breath stayed inside of him until he was placed on top of her. Helena kissed him and then rubbed her hips against his, this was what she wanted, and she wanted it now. He gasped at what she did and began moving inside of her.
His girth was big and her folds were hot and wet. He found that he needed her now, and he kept going. In between his thrust and their moans, she leaned her head to his ear. Her right hand and left were pinned to the bed, and Legolas' mouth was setted on her neck. She could easily have access to his ear. She knew that his ear was extremely sensitive. She took his ear into her mouth, and as soon as she did, his hips bucked against hers, and he thrusted harder into her. She kept sucking on his ears, and his speed kept picking up. Her moans were finally heard over Mirkwood, as well as that of Legolas.
King Thranduil now knew, that he was giving her the pleasure that she deserved, and that she was giving him the pleasure that he deserved.
About 5 o'clock in the morning, the married couple stopped their adventurous journey inside of each others bodies. Legolas' face was less than half an inch way from hers. He was breathing extremely heavily, as well as Helena. Legolas kissed her one last time, and said.
'It…is…done.' he said breathless.
'When….will……we do it……again……my love?' she asked breathless as well.
'Right now'!
With that, Legolas and Helena made love, until the end of that day. Until 9 o'clock at night.
Can you actually do that? Have sex, or make love for an entire two days without stopping?