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Durin's Bane: Well, it would be wrong to have the pairing be OC x Arwen, and have Arwen only appear once. So why not have her join the company?
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Warning! Lemon in this chapter!
Disclaimer: I do not own The Hobbit. I only own the OC Liante. Stryker-Stargazer owns the OC Stryker.
Liante returned to his room and immediately began packing his armor and sword away. He'll get changed into it when they are across the plains from which the mountains could be seen. Gandalf had told Liante that they would meet outside of Rivendell's gate.
Liante stopped as he heard footsteps approach his room before they came to a stop in his open doorway. Liante looked to see Arwen, dressed in her nightgown with a thin but modest robe over it. Her hair was still a little tussled, indicating she had just awoken not too long ago. It was after several moments he realized that he was still staring and averted his gaze.
"You are leaving." Arwen said in that soft, beautiful voice that lightened his heart in the darkness of his life.
Liante sighed. "I am. The Company has moved on to the mountains, Gandalf and I will meet them there,"
"Do you know when you'll be back?" Arwen asked, entering the room and closing the door behind her, sealing them inside the dimly lit room.
Liante sighed quietly and shook his head. "I don't know. Depending on the quest, this could take a lot of months to reach the Lonely Mountain." He turned and sat down on his bed, exhaling another sigh.
Arwen joined him. Both were silent. Liamte stared ahead at the wall, Arwen watching him closely. She steeled herself, and then said strongly. "I want to come."
"What?" Liante looked at her in disbelief.
"I want to come." Arwen repeated herself.
"No, Arwen-" Liante shook his head.
"Please!" Arwen begged. "How am I meant to show you that your training wasn't for nothing?"
"Training you was never for nothing, my love." Liante said, stroking her cheek. "But Arwen, this is a dangerous quest. There is a fire-breathing dragon at the end of it, and there's no doubt Thorin will be against your presence."
"Then he'll just have to accept it." Arwen said determinedly, her eyes shining with plea. "Please, my love. You know I can take care of myself."
Liante stared at her, struggling to form a persuasive argument against her. In the end, he sighed and ran a hand down his face before pointing warningly at her. "You stay by me. I can't risk losing you."
Arwen smiled. "You'll never lose me." She whispered and leaned forward, capturing his lips in a soft kiss. Liante closed his eyes and kissed her back, hand caressed her cheek, and then it went to the back of her neck and gently held her head.
Arwen's hands weren't idle as she pulled him close by his shirt, while Liante's other hand dipped down and slid underneath her robe she wore. Arwen pulled back from her kiss with Liante and slowly raised her hands to her shoulders and removed the thin robe and let it fall to the ground in a heap. She grabbed one of Liante's hands and rested it on her clothed breast and moaned as he lightly squeezed the flesh underneath.
She placed her hands on each side of Liante's face and pulled the man back into another kiss, this one hungrier than the last as she decided to slip her tongue into Liante's mouth. The son of Morgoth sounded his surprise at the Elf's boldness before he pulled her slender form harder against his with one hand while the other continued to massage her breast. After several moments, the two parted for breath and Liante immediately began to attack Arwen's neck with his lips and tongue. Arwen gasped as Liante's lips traveled down her throat, towards her breasts while she did her best to grind her hips into Liante's . Her body shivered as her hip pressed against a very notable bulge in the man's pants.
Arwen gasped as she felt her whole body come alight with desire at his touch. And then the same breath was taken away from her as he claimed her mouth again with his, driving his tongue into her, so that all she could feel, all she could touch, all she could taste, all she could even comprehend was him. And she went along willingly, letting him drive her to the point of insanity with just his mere presence as he surrounded her.
Liante's hands slowly cupped Arwen's breasts for a few minutes, then travelled down. One stayed on her hip, caressing her with fingers going in a circle, while the other scooped under her leg and grabbed a handful of her thigh to wrap it around his waist as their passionate liplock grew heated.
Managing to gain control of himself, Liante pulled away, panting a little. Arwen looked up at him, breathless herself, but it did not take away the adoration she had for him in her eyes. Liante cupped her cheeks softly.
"Nervous?" He asked in a low rumble that stirred Arwen's loins in a way she had never felt before, and it excited her.
"I am." She admitted with a blush, looking away. "It's my first time."
Liante turned her head softly. "I know… that's what makes it special."
He leaned in and kissed her softly, causing the She-Elf to moan as she wrapped her legs around Liante's waist again, pulling him flush against her body and causing her to shiver as she felt his erection pressing against her lower lips. Liante ran a hand up Arwen's leg, caressing her soft flesh, then his hand made it's way further down and lifted her nightgown to expose her sacred area to him, and he gently ran a finger along her slick folds, making her jolt.
She blushed. "S-Sorry…"
Liante chuckled and kissed her cheek. "Have faith, my sweet, little, She-Elf." He dark in a rumbling tone.
He pushed her nightgown up to her hips, causing Arwen to grip it tightly as he spread her legs and settled himself between them, He locked eyes with Arwen, never breaking contact as he lowered himself and gave her pussy one long lick.
"Ahh~" Arwen threw her head back with a moan, bringing a smirk to Liante's face as he continued his slow, soft and intimate actions on his She-Elf. Arwen closed her eyes, mouth agape in pleasure as her head turned left and right. She let go of her nightgown to grip his hair, and it was a silent encouragement to keep going. "L-Liante…"
Liante growled almost like an animal as he gripped Arwen's legs, burying his tongue as deep as it could go within her, but still considering her as this was her first time. But with the way she gripped his hair and slowly jerked her hips against his face, he knew she wanted him to increase his pace a little more.
"Don't… don't stop…" Arwen moaned, gripping her nightgown and managing to at least pull it a little more ways up to expose her breasts to the slight chill air. She couldn't fully remove it given her position, and she didn't want to interrupt Liante from the mind numbing pleasure he was given her. However, her hands weren't idle as she placed them on her breasts, slowly groping them.
"Never." Liante growled, licking and sucking on her clit, causing Arwen to moan louder. The act of getting caught was the furthest thing from Liante's mind, but he hoped nobody was walking along this corridor at this time. All he could think about was tasting his beautiful She-Elf.
"I… I can feel…oooh~" Arwen threw her head back with a moan, her legs wrapping around Liante's head, her thighs squeezing as she reached her climax, to which Liante opened his mouth to taste. Once she was done, he lifted himself up and licked his lips, humming.
"Delicious-" He could barely make out his compliment before Arwen suddenly reached down and grabbed Liante by the shoulders and pulled him up towards her. Before Liante could say anything, Arwen slammed her lips against his, tasting her own arousal on his lips which excited her even more and caused her to pull the powerful being tightly against her body.
"Someone's… eager…" Liante mumbled out in between kisses as Arwen reached down and ripped the top portion of Liante's pants off, exposing his hardened length.
Arwen's eyes widened at the sight of his exposed flesh, her hand briefly touching the warm appendage before she pulled her hand back nervously, unsure of what to do now. Liante saw this and chuckled a little as he adjusted his position over her body.
"Lost?" he asked.
"N-No…" she said with a blush before she looked back down at Liante's cock and felt her eyes wander up and down its length and girth, wondering if he would be able to fit inside her at all.
"Let me help…" Liante said as he took Arwen's hand and pulled it down to his cock before he placed her palm on his shaft.
Arwen bit her lip nervously as she wrapped her fingers around him and gently ran her hand up and down. The result caused Liante to close his eyes in pleasure as Arwen pumped his cock. Seeing this emboldened her as she began to slowly increase the speed of her hand on his length.
"Do you like this?"Sshe asked as she watched Liante's expression while she pumped his cock, her desire to have it inside her increasing by the second.
"Yes…" Liante breathed out as he leaned forward and buried his face in Arwen's neck and inhaled her scent as he rested his body on her, pinning her to the mattress.
Arwen giggled as she struggled to pump Liante's cock with her hand as it laid between her body and his, just right above her wet center. Liante growled into Arwen's neck as her thumb trailed over the tip of his cock before he leaned back, stared into her eyes and held her nightgown in his hands.
Arwen sat up to her knees, gripped her nightgown and lifted it over her head, throwing it to the side and laying back to expose all of her naked glory to the eyes of her beloved.
Liante's eyes raked over her, taking in the curves of her figures, her perfect, ample breasts, the slenderness of her legs yet signs of toned muscle from her training.
"I… I don't know what you think." Arwen mumbled, looking away from him shyly.
"I think…" Liante leaned down and brushed her hair past her forehead, staring into her eyes with such love that pushed away the lust for the moment. "That you are the most beautiful, ravishing thing in all of Arda."
Arwen blushed at his words, her heart skipping beats wildly. "I… I've never…"
"I know." Liante said softly, his eyes reassuring. "But it'll hurt."
The first few inches felt odd, but not unwelcomed as Liante slowly eased his way inside Arwen's tight passage. Soon the odd sensation began to give way to pain as more of Liante's girth entered her and stretched her cavern's walls farther than they ever have before. Arwen let loose a brief but pained gasp as Liante finally reached her barrier.
The sound caused him to freeze as he looked into her eyes worriedly. "Are you okay?"
"Y-Yes…" she said as she blinked away any tears forming in her eyes, her nails digging into Liante's shoulder. "J-Just… never felt this b-before…"
Liante nodded as he pulled back slightly, granting Arwen some relief and even a bit of pleasure before he suddenly thrusted all the way in, breaching her barrier. Arwen's eyes widened in both surprise and pain before she bit down on her lip to quiet any sounds of pain she was tempted to utter. Liante didn't move as he allowed Arwen's body to grow accustomed to his, knowing that the She-Elf was in pain. After several moments of feeling her nails dig deeper and deeper into his shoulder to the point they drew blood and her legs hold on his waist felt like she might break them, she nodded.
"I'm ready…"
"Are you sure?" Liante asked quietly.
"Yes…" Arwen said with a nod before she looked back up into Liante's eyes. "Make me yours."
Taking that as his cue, he began to thrust into her, gently at first, but building up as he felt her walls tight around him, a perfect fit, fighting the edges of his sanity as he fought to not drive himself wild inside of her. As they worked, their pace began to pick up, becoming much more frantic, more animalistic, as they fought to reach the peak together.
Arwen felt like her body was on fire as she curled her toes in ecstasy with every thrust into her core. Her hands ran over Liante's chest, back and shoulders, anywhere she could feel his flesh against hers while she did her best to push her breasts into Liante . The only sounds she could hear was their breathing and her own heartbeat as blood pounded in her ears.
"Yes…" She whispered into Liante's ear as his thrusts increased in both speed and power "Yes… please… yes…"
Liante grunted in response as he drove himself harder and harder into the Elven beauty beneath him, savoring the feel of her wrapped around him.
All of a sudden, Arwen felt the waves come crashing around her as her climax hit. A tsunami of pleasure struck her with such force that she was left utterly speechless as she shook from the ferocity of it. She cried out, her nails digging into the skin of her partner as she was almost sent into oblivion.
He felt her walls tighten around him and felt her wash him in her waters as she flooded his every sense. He could smell her climax, the shackles that he had carefully placed around his self-control shattering in an instant, and his inner beast roared in a frenzy as it claimed his mind and body.
Quickly pulling out, he flipped the She-Elf over onto her front, so that she lay on her stomach. He dove back in again, using his thighs to spread her, and as he entered all the way to the hilt, he got another moan and a whimper out of her, making him smile wickedly in satisfaction. He then began to move inside of her, pumping with a beastly ferocity, driving her mercilessly, his arms trapping her from either side as he held himself above her. As he drove against her sensitive walls, he heard her moan in ecstasy and pain and felt her tighten around him as her fluids threatened to drown him. He needed more, but he needed it now, he continued to drive himself, feeling his own climax coming fast.
Arwen felt like she was bathing in the very light of creation as Liante hammered into her, something building in her core that she couldn't explain but so desperately didn't want to stop. With every thrust, the feeling grew stronger and stronger, causing her legs to lose their strength as Arwen's pants became almost screams, forcing Liante to silence her with a heated kiss that she was happy to return.
Time seemed to stand still for the lovers as they lost themselves in one another's presence. All Arwen could feel, see, smell or taste was Liante's very being. Liante on the other hand could feel the light within Arwen, something that all Elves seemed to possess, a gift from the Valar perhaps when they were first created or perhaps their long exposure to the Two Trees of Valinor before Liante's mother and father destroyed them.
For a brief moment, Liante was nearly overcome by the desire to devour it, to claim it as his own and let nothing take it from him before Arwen turned her head over her shoulder to lock eyes with him, and planted her lips against Liante's and suddenly, his mind was cleared. Liante cuppedher cheek from his position behind her, deepening the kiss as their bodies moved in tandem with one another.
He reluctantly forced his mouth away from hers as his climax was ready to burst. However, he wanted to make it clear who she belonged too. "You… You are mine!" Liante growled in her ear.
"And you are mine…" Arwen panted
With grunts/moans, both reached their climaxes at the same time. Liante forced Arwen into another kiss when he saw she was about to scream, and his hips convulsed frantically as he pumped his seed into her womb, his arms holding her tight against his body. After several minutes, his hips gave a last few thrusts before he stopped, calming down.
They were left there panting, completely still as it all died down. For what seemed like an eternity, they sat together, allowing the storm they had created to calm around them and eventually die down. Liante moved to slowly pull out of Arwen but she stopped him.
"No… stay with me like this.." She whispered.
Liante nodded and they sank onto the bed, joined at the hips no matter what. Arwen moaned as she turned, still feeling his soft cock within her, and fully turned to look her beloved square on the eyes.
"You're mine." She whispered.
"And you're mine." He whispered back, sharing another kiss with her…
"Well, I must say, it a surprise to see you join us, Lady Arwen." Gandalf said as he gave a smile to the She-Elf, surprised to see her with Liante and dressed in her own clothing fit for travelling.
Arwen smiled at him. "I want to prove to my 'teacher' here that his efforts were not in vain."
Liante just rolled his eyes as he swung himself up onto Shadow. "Females." He muttered to his horse, who snorted in what Liante thought was amusement.
"Your presence is welcomed, but wouldn't your father be worried?" Gandalf frowned as he got onto his own horse.
"I have spoken with my father and, while reluctant, he understood though expressed concern for Liante to watch me." Arwen almost rolled her eyes, but she understood her father's protectiveness.
Gandalf nodded. Well, that explained that. "While I'm sure Liante and I welcome your presence, as will young Bilbo, I'm not sure about the Dwarves."
"They'll just have to accept it." Arwen said firmly.
"Shall we?" Liante looked at Gandalf. "Those Dwarves seem to get up to trouble when we are gone for so long."
"Yes." Gandalf sighed as he urged his horse on, Liante doing the same with Shadow. "Dwarves are too stubborn, sometimes for their own good. With luck, they survived the Stone-Giants roaming those mountains."
Arwen frowned a little. "Do the Dwarves really get into such trouble without you two there?"
Liante snorted a little and looked at her. "I went hunting, Gandalf had enough of Thorin's stubbornness, and when we came back only a few hours later, they are about to be cooked by mountain Trolls. Thanks to master Baggins, he stalled for time enough for the sun to come up. I can only pray there's no trouble in those mountains. If I recall… one of them leads to a desolate place known as Goblin Town."
"I feel a song… coming on."
"Sometimes I hate being right." Liante groaned as he, Gandalf and Arwen made their way through the caves of Goblin Town, able to hear the Goblin King's voice up ahead. It was faint, so they had a bit of a distance to get to the company.
"Is he really…" Arwen trailed off.
"He is." Gandalf shook his head.
Clap! Snap! The black crack!
Grip, grab, pinch, and nab!
Batter and beat! Make 'em stammer and squeak!
Pound pound, far underground
Down, down, down in Goblin Town
(Down, down, down in Goblin Town)
With a swish and smack
And a whip and a crack
Everybody talks when they're on my rack
Pound pound, far underground
Down, down, down in Goblin Town
(Down, down, down in Goblin Town)
Hammer and tongs, get out your knockers and gongs
You won't last long on the end of my prongs
Clash, crash, crush and smash!
Bang, break, shiver and shake!
You can yammer and yelp, but there ain't no help!
Pound pound, far underground
Down, down, down in Goblin Town
"I hate Goblins." Liante sighed. "I've heard worse from Orcs though."
The trio made their way the outskirts of Goblin Town, taking out any Goblin sentires along the way to not have their presence alert. There wasn't really that many, which means most attention was focused on their 'guests'. That was beneficial as it allowed Liante, Gandalf and Arwen to get close without too much trouble.
They got closer and made it to a bridge, able to hear conversation pass between Thorin and the Goblin King, who declared the;ll torture the Dwarves until they talked about their presence.
And then the Goblin King began to sing. Again.
Bones will be shattered, necks will be wrung!
You'll be beaten and battered, from racks you'll be hung!
You will die down here and never be found!
Down in the deep of Goblin-town!
Getting closer, the trio saw one of the Goblins take out Orcrist, but at the sight of it, the Goblin shrieked in utter fear and disgust, tossing the blade to the floor. And that Goblin wasn't the only one, for even the Goblin King backed away in fear.
"I know that sword!" He cried. "It is the Goblin Cleaver! The biter! The blade that slashed a thousand necks! Slash them! Kill them all!"
The Goblins began attacking and whipping the Company, with one pouncing on Thorin, ready to end the Dwarf's life.
"Anytime now, Gandalf." Liante muttered to the Wizard, who shot him a smirk and then slammed his staff to the ground which caused a bright light that knocked the Goblins and Dwarves off their feet as the trio stepped forward.
"Take up arms." Gandalf ordered the Company. "Fight. Fight!"
Encouraged, the Company got to their feet, grabbing weapons from the pile the Goblins had laid out and began fighting back as Liante and Arwen jumped into the fray, killing Goblins left and right.
"Why is an Elf here?!" Thorin demanded while cutting a Goblin down.
"Not the time, Master Dwarf!" Liante shouted in a firm tone, seeing Gandalf knocked the Goblin King and his throne off the bridge. "Everyone, move! Go, quickly!"
Gandalf, Arwen and Liante pushed the Dwarves on, quickling taking the front as they led the way. However, they had the whole of Goblin Town on their tails now…
The clanging of steel against steel pierced the air. Stryker's sword, burning with red flames, whistled as he swung it upward with inhuman speed and cleanly cleaved the Orc before him in two. He merely moved his head calmly to the side slightly as an arrow whizzed past and hurled a knife through the chest of the Orc archer.
A snarl to his left was his only warning as four wargs crashed into him, sending him hurtling against one of the massive pines. Stryker grunted in pain before howling as he felt a set of teeth pierce his flesh between the gaps in his armor.
"Fang! Assist!" He roared as his left hand began glowing with red light, encasing it in crackling power, before swinging…
… directly into the face of the warg that had bitten him.
The beast was sent smashing through several trees while a wolf, well, it was a wolf, just double the size of a normal one, burst into sight and tackled two of the wargs. Their growls and snarls echoing in the air.
Stryker felt as the last remaining warg bit into his leg and pulled, dropping him to the ground before shaking its head. The man was sent sailing away, tumbling across the ground, as Fang saved his master and friend by body slamming the warg, releasing its hold on the victim in its jaws. The wolf made quick work of the warg before making his way to Stryker's side and laying down, curling his body around him. After about an hour of simply laying there, looking at the stars, Stryker wheezed out one word that made the wolf cough in merriment.
"Ow."
He raised his head slightly and sighed, looking at his wolf, the being that had saved his life countless times. Fang was no normal wolf and was extremely intelligent.
"You'd better not tell her. She'll never let me leave her sight if she knew what happened here."
A twinkle formed in the eyes of the wolf and he merely winked.