Title: TH Elvenking's Visitors
Chapter 9: Decorating
Spoiler Alert: The Hobbit (books, maps and movies)
Warnings: Language, Sexual Situations, Violence, Humor…the hotness of Thranduil.
Pairing: Thranduil/OC
Summary: Ship - Thranduil lost his wife years ago to war. After the death of the dragon, there is a group of humans who are causing problems. One sparks Thranduil's interest.
A/N: Warning-Rating M- A visitor must disturb them cliché and Thranduil must mess things up because after all he is complicated and he does not know how to just be happy. But first, I give you more hotness. Heheheheee I watched different versions of The Hobbit vids on youtube to the song Radioactive and clips of Lee Pace before and while writing this chapter. And I have to say, these dominant men (Thranduil, Thorin, Aragorn, Elrond…) of Middle Earth who wield life and death with the thrust of a sword or a command in their kingdom keep this observer in awe.
Thranduil woke after an hour and toyed with her dark hair wondering if he should let her sleep or wake her up. He finally inched out from underneath her and left her sleeping on her stomach with the side of her face resting on her hands.
He retrieved her plate that still held food and set it a foot in front of her on the vines. He then held his hair up in one hand and stepped into one of the fountains. He lay back in the water but let his neck and head be supported on the rim before tossing his hair back to keep it dry.
He floated naked in the warm water for a time and half closed his eyes letting the gentle glowing plant's reflections lull him. It had been a long time since he literally did nothing, and he welcomed it.
When he climbed out, he ran his hands down over the contours of his body to get some of the water droplets off his skin then went in search of his pants. He determined that he would go to the door and get a guard to find out if Legolas had returned with her nourishment that he considered a dead charred carcass.
He stopped several feet away from her and had to turn back to her. He wasn't even aware of what he was doing as he stepped forward and leaned against a white marble column and propped his foot on a brick at the base. His eyes roved over the contours of her body well aware that she was more voluptuous than Elven women. He clenched his hands thinking that the perfect roundness of her ass begged to be kneaded and grabbed.
In her sleep, she sighed a very feminine sound of bliss and shifted rubbing her legs together.
Thranduil shifted and flexed to move forward as his shaft swelled pointing out his body's temptation. He grit his teeth then whispered to himself in Elvish with his eyes closed and his head bowed. "You will remain in control."
Closing his eyes was a mistake because now he became more aware of his hardness pulsing. He felt an increase of his heart rate, so that his lips parted to draw in more air. He smiled remembering that she said she was not use to life and death every hour on the hour and wondered wickedly if she would prefer his body's worship in its place per hour.
He heard a rustle of vines and did not lift his head, but only his eyes as they opened with the power of his hunger and will to claim flashing out like a predator. He knew if she moved even an inch away in shock from him that he would pounce and devour. He would chase and claim.
What he saw was not what he expected. Her eyes were molten jade globes that ate up every inch of his body expressing sensual knowledge of what it felt like to experience every last inch of him.
Alyssa watched him standing with reflections wavering over his body as her greedy hand had only an hour ago. Her eyes roved over the black pants that hung low on his hips and appeared to be slightly tugged down on one side. Unbidden her tongue ran over her bottom lip as she fantasized about tracing her tongue in that particular area.
She arched her back then lifted her upper body supported by her forearms so he could view the swell of her breasts that even now ached to be touched. It was a new sensation to her. She wasn't sure if she wanted him to rub slowly and gently toying with the hardened tips with the flick of his tongue like he did before or if she needed him to press and claim with hands and mouth.
When he did nothing but blink once, she decided to show him what she wanted. She grabbed one breast and lifted angling her head down while still keeping her eyes on his. She had to tip her head to the side to keep the predator's eyes in sight as she darted out her tongue and flicked a few times over her taught nipple.
Thranduil started forward with a sway of hip and ran a hand over the hardness he wished to offer to her knowing that she had spoke before about the way he walked while gripping his sword handle.
When he stopped half way to her and removed his pants slowly, she remembered watching the Hobbit and how when he circled the Orc he would behead that his hand moved down near his sword causing her to play it back over and over. Here now with him stepping out of his pants, she knew he remembered her words about gripping his sword and that she had thoughts of his naked body.
He was doing this for her. He was displaying himself for her enjoyment. She relished the power of it as even now he moved with the Elven grace of a battle hardened warrior toward her…desiring her.
She lay still as he circled her while speaking in his native tongue. "Lle naa vanima."
Alyssa had no idea what he was saying, but wanted to hear more. She knew he wanted her to acknowledge who he was and that she wanted him, so she complied without the need for him to request it. "Keep going. And touch me. My Elvenking."
Thranduil moved behind her speaking slowly in Elvish as he tied his hair back at the nape of his neck while she watched over her shoulder. He reached down and broke one of the glowing plants and poured some of the green glowing oil inside onto his hand. He stepped closer to her and rubbed the oil over his impressive hardness which left traces of glowing green.
She visibly trembled with anticipation as he stepped over her and lowered straddling her while she still lay on her stomach. His hard length rested in line with her ass as he stopped speaking. She pressed back against him as best she could savoring the heated slide of skin.
He spoke so she could understand. "Lay still." When she complied, he whispered in his ancient and mesmerizing language words of praise to her body.
She tried to relax and wait for him to move her so he could slide inside. She wanted to feel him again and hear his groans in response to her. What he did next was not even in her list of things she guessed he might do.
His oiled hands massaged up her lower back taking their time to work out every area of tension. He moved up to her shoulders with such skill that her body felt as if she relaxed into a state of floating.
"Yes." She whispered as he leaned forward to pay attention to her arms for a time. This was no ordinary massage she was sure when his hardness began to trace against her skin as he moved lower on her body. He rubbed and kneaded till she couldn't even find the will to look back at him when his mouth started assisting by worshiping the areas behind her knees as his hands continued to work.
He moved up her body crawling over her and kissed her lower back running his full lips up her spine till he was at the back of her neck. He lowered himself against her, but kept the bulk of his weight off of her. He slowly laved his tongue over her neck and started whispering in Elvish about his adoration of her selfless heart and the way he felt bound to her.
Thranduil held her like that for a time till she started moving under him. He slid his hand under her face and gently tilted her while he angled over her so that they could kiss again. The soft pliant lips he found enticed him to keep things languid like the drip of the glowing oil that traced down their heated skin.
Alyssa's half closed eyes sought his as she spoke. "Take me."
Thranduil grinned back as he gently slid his body over hers keeping his movements subtle. "Where to?" He pretended not to understand.
She tried to turn over to show him what she meant, but he ground against her keeping her in place. A light giggle almost entirely made of air escaped her lips. "I mean I want you sliding inside me like your hands moved on me."
He then kissed her using his lips then tongue to seduce and explore as if it were the most important thing he had ever done and was willing to dedicate study to its perfection. He left her mouth and spoke near her ear so that a light caress from his breath fanned out over her ear and neck. He whispered using inflection in his deep voice to intone the pleasure he felt at continuing to grind against her. "How was that my gem?"
She wasn't able to respond for a time, but only took deep breaths feeling every inch of where his body gently moved over her. She finally whispered back when he nibbled at her shoulder. "Wonderful like heaven, but that's not what I meant."
He grinned against her shoulder finding in teasing her he found his own control. "You didn't mean wonderful? Pray tell what did you mean?" When he said wonderful and the word mean, he lengthened his thrusts.
Her words escaped in a sigh as she arched against him. "I…uhhh…"
"You what? You want me to leave you to more slumber? Are you tired?" He shifted his weight onto his arms and slid his legs on the outside of hers pressing her legs together. "Here something to eat before you sleep."
He moved again and reached for her plate taking a small piece of fruit and when she opened her mouth to say no that she wanted him to stay he ran it over her bottom lip. "Take a bite. It blends very well with the mint of the oil." He knew that last part was a double meaning.
She obliged then watched him eat the other half letting the juice drip down his fingers. "I don't want to sleep. I want you."
He shifted more to her side and used the hand that held the fruit to reach under her hips. "I believe you. And, you should know that when this particular fruit juice mixes with the oil that I rubbed all over the both of us, it has a very interesting reaction on certain areas of the body."
Thranduil scrutinized her face savoring the reaction as his fingers moved between her legs into her folds with a gentle circular slide. Her eyes glazed over as her lips parted with trembling breaths. She pressed her face to her hands and ground her hips against his hand.
He held his hand still. "Stop moving." When she held perfectly still and panted, his fingers moved again. "Do you enjoy the heightened sensitivity the oil and juice creates?"
In her moans, he heard words form. "Yes mmmmm yes."
"Yes." He agreed as he slid his fingers farther and inside her hearing her moans deepen. "I want you too."
He shifted again pulling her leg farthest away up and over his legs so he turned her on her side. He worked his two fingers inside her finding the area he knew she would enjoy and felt her body react to the stimulation. He then moved his fingers in a come here movement for a period of time till she burst and clenched his fingers in release.
"What was that?" She gasped. "What the hell was that? That was…I've had g-spot orgasms before, but not like that."
He didn't answer her that he knew in fact that it was the best place to start if she wanted multiple releases.
He moved her back onto her stomach. He straddled her again keeping himself on his knees with them place on either side of her hips while pressing his feet against her knees to hold them together. "I told you…interesting reactions. Here is another."
He lowered his hand to the vines beside her shoulder and used the other to guide himself inside her where she still quaked. His hand let go and moved up gripping her ass for a moment in the way he wanted to earlier.
Thranduil took his time slowly working himself inside her heat. He moved himself a little lower then a little higher on her body changing the angle till he found a couple that she reacted to the strongest.
Alyssa couldn't believe the sensations flooding over her body as the Elvenking moved over her and kissed her shoulders. The bud between her legs felt as if it were vibrating and after several slow sliding thrust he would change his position and work faster before moving back to the gentle maddening side. Reverberations of his movements rippled over her entire body like a stone being dropped in a calm pond.
He touched her with such care and gentle kisses that were in vast contrast to the way it had been before. She felt herself lost in the sensations of her body and those in her heart. The words were out before she knew she was saying them. "I love you."
His voice responded in kind with a tone of awe and reverence. "Amin mela lle."
It was the only Elvish phrase she knew…he had repeated her own words back to her.
She lifted her upper body onto her elbows and twisted to meet his lips that were already lowering to hers as he sank his length to the hilt. He moved his arm under her chest and his hand up to her neck to hold her more comfortably in place so she would not tire.
He lessened the pressure of his mouth as he whispered moving his lips over hers. "Amin naa tualle."
She spoke back. "What does that mean?"
He started moving inside her again and reached his hand under her stroking her at the same time wanting her to fully enjoy what he felt in his heart. And, he wasn't able to hold back when he saw her love for him radiating from her face. "I am your servant." A couple of tears trailed down his cheeks as he let her see his emotions.
Alyssa understood she wasn't the only one feeling the ripples of the pond that was even more meaningful and powerful than the tempest of the sea they rode before. The storm had brought them together clinging to each other, but the ripples in the pond were now echoing through all eternity. Their hearts beat at the center, and they were moving forward as one no matter what direction they traveled in.
He lifted keeping her back tightly against his chest. With his hands and arms clasping her to him, she reached up and back running her fingers over his hair and his pointed Elven ear. She tipped her head wanting to continue to watch the love and rapture that mingled together. When the pleasure from his body overtook her, it was as if the pond had been filled to the brim and it ebbed over the top sending her falling like the stone that was dropped knowing it would cause yet another reaction to start and overfill.
Her body that was slowly brought to fulfillment now burned with need that begged a more forceful release. Before she had needed him loving and gentle, but right now she yearned for the half clothed Elvenking she found when she woke up. She jerked her body against him demanding more. "My king, I need more."
When she heard the change in his voice as it turned from a gasping moan into a growl of power, she knew the predator was back and unleashed. He thrust as he used his arms to pull her down over him burying deep inside that tore pleasure filled screams from her throat as his rhythm gave her exactly what her body craved.
A loud pounding on the door was followed by yelling. "Thranduil! We need to speak to you. Kill whoever it is later. Open the door."
The sound took him by surprise, and he almost lost his balance. His relaxed grip had Alyssa pulling away from him in frustration. She stood over him on wobbly legs not knowing if she should pounce on him or hurriedly find her clothing. The frustration and annoyance showed on her face.
More pounding sounded at the door. It was as if someone was using a Dwarven hammer and was actively trying to break it down.
Thranduil leaned back laying flat on the vines thinking he would finish with his lady then go kill whoever was at the door. The idea greatly appealed to him as a wicked and deadly grin broke out over his face.
From the look on Alyssa's face when she climbed on top of him, he thought she might want to help him with the killing. He finally found his voice as she lowered herself over him. "Damn you. You can wait!" His eyes rolled back as more growling escaped his lips as the sensations her clenching slickness drove him mad.
She rode him hard taking everything she needed as his hands lifted to her hips to help her. She thought he was going to move her away because the pounding at the door started again. She couldn't have that.
"No you're not!" She grabbed his arms and pinned one over the other onto his chest then used them as leverage to push back grinding on him.
Because she gripped his arms, he bent his knees pressing his feet down and thrust up to meet her. His ragged groans of growing hunger mingled with hers.
More pounding as the man on the other side of the door called out again. "Thranduil! You are ridiculously late for our appointment." He pounded on the door a couple more times. "I know torturing and killing takes up so much of your time, but you really need to keep your appointments. We are not waiting half the day like last time. I will break down this door if you do not come and open it."
Thranduil pulled his arms loose from Alyssa causing her to dig her nails into his chest. He gripped her hips lifting her higher and helped her slam against him driving him home. "Damn you I am coming!"
The thrust after his last word send Alyssa screaming out her pleasure as her body came apart splintering in all directions. Thranduil rolled her over working his hips desperate to follow her. He found himself plunging into her to the beat of the pounding at the door. He worked feeling the end as he roared with equal measure to the explosion of pleasure that erupted out of his body causing him to collapse completely lifeless on top of her.
Her words quickly followed. "I can't breathe."
He managed to roll to his side. "Neither can I."
They both lay gasping for air as they trembled with aftershocks that moved all over their bodies.
Alyssa gasped out thinking each time it got better and better. "It's not possible…to feel orgasms…down to the ends…of your hair."
Thranduil tried to sit up and failed the first time before he regained his equilibrium. He held out his hand grasping hers and lifted her against him. "Yes it is."
"I mean I felt it…but no it's not possible." She pressed a hand to her chest trying to control her breathing.
He stood up lifting her into his arms thinking himself quite heroic as he took a few steps to lower them into the warm water of a deep fountain. He held onto her so she wouldn't fall under. "Why do you think Elves grow their hair so long?"
She submerged shaking her hair out then surfaced with his help. She rubbed a hand over her skin to get the green glow off of her arm as she contemplated what he said. "No. Really?"
Thranduil chuckled shaking his head no and Alyssa started giggling wrapping her arms around his neck when the door burst open.
The chuckling and giggles slowly faded as they faced an angry Elrond.
The grumpy looking Elven Lord dropped his jaw in shock at what he saw. Alyssa could have swore it was the same face he made when Merry and Pippin ran into the secret meeting they were not invited to in Rivendell.
Legolas came trotting up beside him and skid to a stop as to not enter the room. His voice was quiet. "I told you in the looking glass he was…busy today."
Elrond confirmed the statement while thinking over all the sounds he heard before the door opened. "Very busy."
Both men at the door stared at the couple in the fountain noticing the claw marks on Thranduil's chest till she pulled his arm lowering him some.
Alyssa had no idea what to say when behind them Celeborn strode up. "Is he done killing whoever it was?" He almost bumped into Legolas as his eyes widened wondering where all the dead bodies had gone to so quickly. It took him a second to understand what he was seeing. "By the sea and stars!"
Alyssa noticed that Thranduil's expression changed from a blank stare to killing edge, so she knew she had to speak and say something. "We were ummm decorating and fell into the fountain." She paused remembering that they didn't have clothing on and shook her head. "Or something like that."
Their heads all turned as one to the side seeing a sword and ripped clothing. They then glanced to the other to see the Mirkwood crown on the floor then a large pile of vines that glowed bright green.
Elrond took pity on her. "Something like that. Right." He cleared his throat nudging Celeborn and tugged Legolas' sleeve. "We will wait out here then all of us can…talk." He moved them off to the side.
When they moved down the hall a little ways, Alyssa tried to climb out and almost drown herself till Thranduil helped her out of the water. "Go slowly."
Alyssa slid a few times, but made it to her clothing. Her words came out in a rush as she pulled her pants over her wet legs and fought with the clasp. "Yes, that's how this started. Slow then it got so very heated and fast."
"Alyssa." He held his hand out to silence her as he pulled on pants and boots.
"No, stop that. I'm not complaining about the last part. I mean I'm the one that jumped you and started grinding away." She waved a hand in the air before she reached over grabbing her green shirt.
Thranduil whispered using almost all air. "Alyssa. They can hear you. There is no denying this now."
She froze with only one arm in her shirt. "I ummm. It's ok." She kept her voice the same volume thinking that if she got quiet all at once that they would start wondering what she was whispering. She shook her head thinking it couldn't get worse, and she put her other arm in the shirt.
She held it together and blinked at it. "I don't know how to snap this shirt together."
Because she kept her voice at the same level, he spoke the same as her. "I broke the clasps off of Legolas' shirt when I ripped it off of you my gem." He inspected the shirt seeing that only one clasp worked now.
She gasped putting her hand over her mouth. "I can't believe you. I kissed him while I was drunk and in your bed then the next morning you give me his shirt to wear?"
"They were his clothes from when he was young. They fit. How was I to know as soon as you left my bedchamber you would go straight way to find him?" Thranduil's voice took on a sharp edge. He admitted to himself that he was enjoying sparing with her while she waved her hands causing her shirt to gape open.
"Because of all the blood and broken shit on the floor. I thought you hurt him." She folded her arms not knowing that it pushed her breasts together and gave him a better view.
Legolas stood with the other men listening to everything that was said.
Celeborn leaned forward. "You let her kiss you?"
"She drank straight strong wine." Legolas offered it as an excuse.
The Elves nodded at him and Elrond responded knowing it had two meanings. "Did you give it to her?"
"No, I did not." Legolas glanced between them knowing he sounded defensive.
Celeborn couldn't let it go. "Why were you in the Elvenking bedchamber with her while she was drunk?"
Legolas shook his head looking down. "There was a fire and a woman in his room. I went in and tried to see who she was. She kissed me and he entered and saw. It was harmless."
"He had a fire going in his room? Strange tidings indeed." Elrond folded his arms raising his eyebrows no longer annoyed that they were kept waiting yet again. "The plate of food you were just carrying that had meat on it. It was for some other human I suppose?"
Legolas blanched and shook his head no.
Celeborn folded his hands behind his back. "Where did the meat come from?"
Legolas sat down in a chair. "I went hunting."
"While they were…" Elrond glanced back at the doorway then at Legolas. "Decorating so vigorously?"
"I suppose so." Legolas rubbed at his arm desperately trying not to visualize the scene.
Celeborn stared at him. "What is she to you that you risk a beheading?"
Legolas looked up at both Elves knowing he could not fully explain everything to them so he thought to keep it simple. "She is very amusing."
Elrond smiled and clasped his hand on Legolas' shoulder. "Yes and I believe Thranduil thinks so too."
A/N: Glowing oil that tastes like mint that mixes with fruit juice to be a sexual stimulant? Ok, where do I buy it? LOL! Em…I had to put the word hammer in the story when there was knocking at the door. Miles Hammer! Can you imagine Mr. "Hammer em hard" Miles from Avatar using his…well…his hammer on the door like this? LOL! If Elrond was going to show up, then I had to have Celeborn and Legolas. I adding the interrogation at the end while wondering if they started decorating again. Heheheee I couldn't help having him yell he was coming…LOL! I thought ooh yes he is.
Lle naa vanima = You are beautiful (what he says as he walks around her before joining her).
Amin mela lle = I love you (what he says after she says she loves him).
Amin naa tualle = I am your servant (what he whispers against her lips after they say they love each other).