Here is chapter 6, lovelies! Complete with sexytimes and a surprise guest. Sorry for the long wait :( Forgive me, life has been hectic.
Enjoy and review please!
~:Elven Kat:~
I stood on the edge of the rock, completely mesmerized by the sight of Rivendell. I felt a pair of arms wrap around my waist and a head rest on my shoulder. Kili. He must have been standing on piece of raised rock to be taller than me.
"It's beautiful, isn't it?" I whispered.
"Yes," he replied, his breath hot on my neck.
We stood like that for a little longer until Gandalf began to lead us down the path. When we made it to the city, I could not help but stare in awe at my surroundings. We had stopped at the foot of a staircase, obviously waiting to be greeted.
"Mithrandir!"
We turned to see an Elf descending the steps, clad in a dark blue robe.
"Ah, Lindir," Gandalf said as the Elf touched his hand to his heart in greeting.
"He looks rather aloof," Fili whispered to me.
I could not help but snort at his remark. Suddenly we heard the sound of a horn, the same horn as the one from before. I turned around to see a line of horses galloping towards us.
"Close ranks!" Thorin ordered.
Fili pulled me to him as the company closed in on me. The horses came through the entrance and circled around us, their riders giving us cold stares.
"Gandalf!" one of them said.
"Lord Elrond," Gandalf responded with a smile.
The Elf, wearing armor and a silver circlet, smiled back. The two began to converse in Elvish, a language that I was very rusty in. I had taught myself, using books my mother had left behind, but my Elvish was far from perfect.
"What are they saying?" Bilbo asked me quietly.
"Something about hunting and slaying Orcs," I replied.
"Strange for Orcs to come so close to our borders," Lord Elrond said after embracing Gandalf. "Something, or someone, has drawn them near."
"Ah well, that may have been us," Gandalf apologized.
Thorin walked forward.
"Welcome Thorin, son of Thrain," Lord Elrond greeted.
"I do not believe we have met," Thorin said.
"You have your grandfather's bearing," Lord Elrond stated. "I knew Thror when he ruled under the mountain."
"Indeed. He made no mention of you," Thorin muttered.
Lord Elrond was silent for a moment before speaking again in Elvish.
"What is he saying? Does he offer us insults?" Gloin asked angrily.
I rolled my eyes, having understood a bit of what Lord Elrond had said. These stubborn Dwarves.
"No, master Gloin, he is offering you food," Gandalf told him.
The company talked amongst themselves, deciding if they should accept.
"Very well," Gloin said when a decision had been made. "In that case, lead on."
I suppressed the urge to kick them all. All they could think of was food. I looked up when I felt someone looking at me. I was surprised to see it was Lord Elrond.
"Welcome to Imladris, Alivyan, daughter of Celiviel and Fali," he said.
"Y-you knew my mother?" I asked in awe.
"Yes, I know your mother quite well," Lord Elrond replied.
"She's alive?"
"Alive and well."
My heart soared for a moment before dropping like a stone. She was alive. She had abandoned me. I felt anger flare up inside me. A woman appeared beside Lord Elrond.
"Now, Alivyan, please follow Belelia. She will help you prepare for dinner."
Both Fili and Kili stood on either side of me angrily.
"No," they said in unison.
"She will be safe, master Dwarves," Gandalf assured them.
They glared at the wizard and Elf lord as I reluctantly followed Belelia away from them.
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Belelia had a bath prepared for me as she went to fetch me a gown. The water was hot and soothed my body as I slipped into it. Another Elf sat behind the basin, washing my hair with lovely scented soaps. After I had been thoroughly cleaned, Belelia brushed and styled my hair. When she was finished, I was taken aback by my reflection in the mirror. I was wearing a simple white gown that hugged my torso and flared from my hips down. Belelia had woven white flowers into my hair as well. She stood next to me as I looked at myself and I suddenly became very self-conscious of our height difference. She towered over me like all the other Elves did. I, being half Dwarf, only came up to her chest.
"Come. You look beautiful. I'm sure your protectors will not be able to take their eyes off you," she said, ushering me out.
As we entered the dining area, I was aware of multiple pairs of eyes watching me. I kept my head down as I followed Belelia to my seat in between Fili and Kili. I sat, turning my head slightly to see Thorin looking at me with approval.
"You look beautiful, Ali," Ori said with a blush.
"Thank you, Ori," I replied, smiling at him.
I could see the glares Fili and Kili shot him. I elbowed them sharply.
"Stop it," I hissed. "Be nice."
They turned back to their plates. The Elves had served us salads with vegetables. I could not help but laugh as the others grumbled at the lack of meat. Throughout the dinner, we were serenaded by beautiful harp and flute music, though I could see many of the Dwarves did not appreciate it. Oin had gone so far as to stuff his napkin into his ear horn, muffling the sound. At the head of the table, Lord Elrond was inspecting the Elvish swords Gandalf and Thorin had found in the troll cave.
"My lady, would you care for some more wine?" a passing Elf asked me when he noticed my goblet was empty.
I nodded and the Elf filled my goblet before moving on. The rest of the dinner went by without much incident. I excused myself, saying I wanted to retire to the guest room I had been given. Of course, Fili and Kili wanted to join me but I shook my head and told them to stay. I had only walked for a short while before I realized I was lost. Sighing, I stopped to look over the railing of a balcony to enjoy the sunset.
"My lady," someone said behind me.
I whirled around to see an Elf standing there, a small smile on his lips.
"I am sorry if I frightened you," he apologized, bowing.
"No, you didn't frighten me," I said.
"Forgive me for intruding and sounding forward but I wished to meet you since you came to Rivendell," he said.
I tilted my head slightly in confusion.
"You see, I have never met anyone who was half-Elf and half-Dwarf. I find it fascinating," he continued.
"Oh, well I'm glad to have met you," I simply stated. "My name is Alivyan."
"Eluon," he said, offering me his hand.
I took it and he proceeded to brush his lips over my knuckles. I took a moment to study him. He was tall, most likely a foot taller than I was. His hair was dark, contrasting with his pale skin. His eyes were beautiful. Light blue with streaks of gray. It took almost all of my willpower to turn my head away.
"May I ask why you are alone?" he inquired.
"I do not know the way to my chambers," I replied.
"So you are lost."
That sounded...arrogant. I scowled. I felt his hand tug at mine, urging me to follow him. He led me through beautifully decorated halls, illuminated by the dancing flames of torches.
"Here we are," Eluon said, stopping at a door.
I pushed it open and entered, seeing a nightgown on the bed. I grimaced at the thought of having to wear another gown. I was so much more comfortable in breeches.
"You're an archer?" Eluon asked me, noticing my bow and empty quiver in the corner.
"Yes."
Eluon looked to me and smiled.
"Perhaps one day we could practice together," he said with a wink.
I felt heat rise in my cheeks and I turned away. At the sounds of footsteps in the hall, both of our heads snapped to the door. Fili and Kili appeared, seeming a little inebriated. Their expressions sobered instantly when they saw Eluon.
"Ali, who is he?" Fili asked.
"This is Eluon," I introduced. "He helped me find my way. Eluon, this is Fili and Kili."
Eluon bowed his head slightly but the two brothers did not return the gesture.
"I take my leave," Eluon announced.
As he winked at me again, both Fili and Kili's bodies went rigid with tension. Their eyes followed him as he left. Once the door was closed and I could hear Eluon's footsteps disappearing down the hall, I stripped off my gown and replaced it with the nightgown. Sitting on the bed, I began to unbraid Belelia's work, gently pulling the flowers from my hair. I looked up when I heard the two brothers coming closer. The predatory gleam had returned to their eyes. They circled the bed slowly and climbed in on either side of me.
"What are you doing?" I asked them quietly.
"Marking you as ours," Kili replied huskily.
In an instant they were upon me, latching their mouths to the curve between my neck and shoulder, one on each side. The combined sensation of teeth, tongue, and harsh sucking made me moan with desire. It felt so good. A hand was tugging at the hem of my nightgown, pulling it up. They let go of me, allowing me to undress before rolling me over and pulling me to my hands and knees. Kili knelt before me, his arousal pulsing in front of my face. When had he managed to strip? I felt Fili behind me, slipping his fingers into my wetness. I groaned a bit, pushing back onto his hand. Kili cupped my chin with his hand, tilting my head upwards to look at him. His dark eyes smoldered with desire as he ran his thumb over my lip. I saw the chiseled muscles of his chest and arms twitch with each movement. Behind me, Fili had removed his fingers and positioned his own arousal at my entrance. With a growl, he drove himself to the hilt, jerking my body forward. The head of Kili's member pressed against my lips and I parted them, allowing Kili to push inside my mouth.
Fili lasted longer than I thought he would, thrusting roughly into me while holding my hips with his strong hands. Kili had withdrawn from my mouth, only letting me flick my tongue over the swollen head. Fili released into me with a loud cry, his seed spilling into my womb. I groaned when I felt him slide out of me, leaving me feeling quite empty. He and Kili switched places and I looked over my shoulder as Kili positioned himself. Through half-lidded eyes, I saw the shape of a man in the doorway. My eyes went wide when I saw it was Thorin. Thorin Oakenshield. Kili slipped into me, his wide girth stretching me to my limits. As I opened my mouth to utter a warning, he began to thrust and all I could manage was a mumbled groan. In my head, I was screaming at Kili to stop. His uncle was watching, for Durin's sake! But my body was no longer responding to me as waves of pleasure crashed through me. All I could do was lift my head to Fili and motion towards the door with my eyes. I watched as his facial expression went from pleasure to surprise.
"Uncle..." he whispered hoarsely just as Kili unleashed his release inside of me.
This threw me into my own release, my entire body shaking as I cried out. My arms and legs became weak and I collapsed onto the bed, shivering as the pleasure faded.
"Uncle..." I heard Kili say.