Raelee headed up to the king's chamber, only to find herself faced with an envelope.
She opened it to see a note and a key.
Come down to the private pools.
Expect to be kept late.
She had heard of this place. It was an exclusive pool away from the public and the guards' areas.
Only the king and his 'guests' ever entered.
Raelee thought back to Lauryn's words as she made her way down.
'…you will always be just a whore to him.'
She tried to put that in the back of her mind.
She knew what she was doing. She wasn't a fool.
Why not enjoy his attentions while their bargain was still active?
She wasn't ashamed of her sexual awakening.
Besides, Thranduil made her feel good and desirable.
There was nothing wrong with that.
Raelee found the elusive door and unlocked it.
The smell of scented oils permeated the air.
"Hello?" She called out through the steam.
"Make sure the door is locked." She did as asked. "We would not want to be disturbed."
She came around the corner.
The room was smaller than she expected.
It was intimate, with a pool that was slightly larger than the one in his chambers.
There was a bench to the side and hooks that held his clothes.
And right there, in the water, was an elated king.
"My king." She gave a polite nod.
"Raelee, we are alone." He narrowed his eyes playfully.
"Forgive me, Thranduil." She made her way to the centre of the room. "Why did you bring me down here?"
"One should never come to the pools alone. As I am sure you know." He smirked at her.
She was glad that he wasn't resentful about her trip with Daron anymore.
"What do you think?" He gestured around the room.
"It's much nicer than the one for the guards."
"As it should be."
She giggled at his arrogance.
"It's very humid in here." She noted.
"Indeed. Take off your clothes and join me."
She gave him an indifferent look. She found it odd that even after they cleared the air in Erebor, he was still as commanding as ever in the bedroom.
"You could say please, you know."
He gave her a serious look before reaching for his wine.
He drained it in one go.
"I could give you an official order. Since you are technically my subordinate, you know." He winked.
"But you won't." She walked over to him. Just out of his reach.
"Come here."
"If you want me, come and get me."
"Oh I will get you." He spoke menacingly.
Before she could react, he dipped his cup into the water and threw it in her direction.
He was so quick that she could barely react.
She gasped at the cold as the water dripped down her uniform.
Raelee gave him a look of disbelief.
"Not so pleasant, is it?" He smirked at her.
She was about to go over to him. Give him a taste of his own medicine.
When she had an idea.
"Such a clumsy king." She tutted. "Well, this will have to dry out." She met his gaze.
He gave her a sour look, probably seriously thinking of throwing another cup at her.
When her hands began unlacing her uniform.
"I should probably hang this up."
She slowly removed the top layer of her uniform.
He watched with interested eyes.
The white slip was plastered to her chest. The water made her nipples instantly erect and visible against the silk.
"This part is a little damp, but I think it will be okay." She began brushing ineffectually at her covered chest. "What do you think?" She asked while fondling her breasts and thumbing her nipples.
Innocently, she looked at the king, who had the exact reaction she was hoping for.
Unguarded lust.
She looked down and saw spots of water on her trousers.
"I suppose these will need to dry out too." She removed them with the same coyness and placed the items next to his on the hooks.
Instead of walking back to the edge of the pool, she sat on the bench.
Crossing one leg over the other as she plaited her hair.
Purposefully ignoring the king.
"What game are you playing, Raelee?" He growled.
"Just having a little fun." She shrugged and gave him a playful smile.
"You want to have fun?" He raised a brow.
"Would it be the worst thing in the world?"
"It depends on how far you are willing to go."
"I promise, I won't do anything you won't like. We can even make this a game?"
"A game, you mean... roleplaying?"
Raelee squeezed her legs together at his suggestion.
"Yes, I'll even play the naïve subordinate who wandered into your private chambers and you can be… well you can play the arrogant king who always gets his way." She smirked.
"And what is your goal?"
"To see if you have a playful side underneath that mask."
He gave her a thoughtful look.
She was worried he would tell her to stop fooling around and just get in the pool, but the king was always surprising her.
"Very well."
She took a deep breath in excitement.
This was going to be fun.
In her elation, one of the straps fell and just as she rightened it, the king cleared his throat.
She felt the warmth grow between her legs as she saw his self-control erode away.
It amazed her that she could elicit this reaction with such a cheap trick.
It was exhilarating.
She had an idea that would drive him wild.
She stood and went back to the antechamber for a moment before coming around the corner.
She gasped when she pretended to spot the king.
"My King! I didn't see you there. I thought everyone was at the feast?"
It took him a moment to cop on to her game.
"They are. Why are you here in my private chambers?"
"Someone threw wine on me and I didn't have any spare clothes, so I came here to dry them off."
She loved the raised brow he gave her.
"Who would do such a thing?"
"Someone very immature and childish."
"Or perhaps you were simply too clumsy and had an accident."
"Oh I would never waste your wine, my king."
"Well, seeing how I cannot possibly let you wander around my kingdom in your slip, you may wait here until you're dry."
"Thank you, my king. I hate being wet."
His lips turned upward at her quip.
She moved to sit on the bench.
"Are you one of my guards?"
"Yes, my king."
"Have we met before?"
"No."
"Well, you certainly know how to make an... impression."
"At least I'm memorable."
"I certainly won't erase this image from my mind." His eyes landed on her translucent slip.
She felt her cheeks blush and felt a rush of wetness between her legs.
"That's odd." She pretended to be uncomfortable on the bench.
She leant back and lifted the right side of her slip, revealing her right hip.
His eyes were glued to her skin.
"What is your grievance?"
"Did any wine get down there?" She asked, looking down at her lap.
Raelee spread her legs slightly and ran a hand slowly up her thigh, stopping just shy of her sex.
She sighed in fake exasperation.
"I can't really see down there." She sighed. "It feels wet, but I can't be sure why." She feigned a look of utter confusion.
She looked back up to see his eyes darkened with unbridled hunger.
"If only I could look and make sure everything's okay."
She could hear the rumble in his chest.
"Come here and I will inspect you."
"Oh no, my king. I couldn't possibly. It wouldn't be proper."
"Are you questioning my integrity as your king?"
"I would never do such a thing."
"So come over here, and I can find out exactly why you feel wet."
She smirked in spite of her game with the king.
"If you're certain."
She made her way over to the edge of the pool and sat down.
He waded over to her.
His hands trailed up her waist, leaving water droplets on her slip.
She knew what was coming, but still acted hesitant when he slid the straps off her shoulders.
He leant up to gauge her reaction. When she gave him a teasing smile, he took on a look of faux concern.
"We should try to be careful not to ruin any more of your clothes."
"How?"
"Well, you will simply have to take it off." He began inching the garment up her frame.
Her hands flew out to stop him.
"No, I can't."
"And why not?"
"You are the king."
"Are you refusing your king?"
"...No."
"Good girl." She whimpered as her stomach was revealed. "Trust me, it is for the best."
"If you say so." She squeaked as her breasts were revealed to his greedy gaze.
She tried to hide them from his eyes.
"Put your arms down." He ordered.
She did as asked with an air of innocence she hadn't felt since their first night together.
Thranduil looked over her exposed flesh with a pleased smile as he threw her slip off to the side.
Her pink nipples stood to attention.
"Are you cold?" He asked.
"A little, why?"
His thumbs brushed her peaks and cupped her breasts. She arched her chest into his palms.
Thranduil smiled. He took a deep breath and blew on her skin, making goosebumps rise up and making her nipples harder.
Raelee shivered.
"Very responsive little thing." He admired and took another breath and did it again, making her even colder.
Before she could recover, he closed his mouth over her nipple, the contrast of the warmth of his mouth against her chilly skin making her gasp.
"Oh, my king." She gasped.
He moved his hand up her ribcage slowly and to the outside of her other breast. He moved his thumb over her nipple, brushing gently back and forth. She moaned at his attentions.
Thranduil blew on the other side of her chest and repeated the same that he had done before on the other side. Raelee now breathed faster, feeling the heat rising between her thighs.
He pulled back, releasing the bud with a pop.
"That should warm you up."
She leant back on her hands, raising a brow at him.
"Now, I believe you need me to inspect somewhere?" His hands gripped her thighs.
"Yes, but… it's somewhere private." She spoke timidly.
"Where exactly?"
"It's… between my legs."
He hummed in thought.
"Spread your legs and show me."
"I can't, you're the king!"
"I've seen my share of pussies before, what is the issue?"
"No one has ever... seen me there before."
"You can trust me to be completely professional." She almost burst out laughing at his seriousness.
She pretended to think it over. All the while, his thumbs were skimming closer to her inner thighs.
"Better safe than sorry." He implored.
With a shy nod, she leant back on her elbows and slowly spread her legs for him.
A slow smile spread across Thranduil's face.
His eyes were fixed on her glistening centre.
"Now, that is one pretty pussy."
His hands settled on her hips. Inching her closer.
She gasped as his breath hit her.
"This is where you felt wet?"
She could only hum in response.
"It certainly looks wet. But I cannot be certain of the cause. I am afraid I shall have to investigate further." He growled. "Wouldn't want to be anything other than thorough."
"If you say so." She trembled in excitement.
"Lie back. This may take a while." He rumbled.
She did as he asked and felt him place her thighs in the crook of his arms.
She gasped as he trailed his fingers up her inner thigh.
"Would you be so kind as to show me exactly where you feel wet?"
With a shaky breath her hands travelled down to her mound, she used her fingers to spread her petals. It was all she could do to stop herself from rubbing her clit. She ached so badly.
"Perfect." He trailed his fingers over her slit lightly. Raelee clenched at the touch. "And have you ever felt this way before?"
"Once or twice." She panted.
"And what caused such a reaction?"
"I was-" She purposefully stopped. She bit her lips to stop laughing when he tutted at her.
"I cannot help you resolve your ordeal unless you tell me everything."
"I'm not sure it's an appropriate subject to discuss with the king."
"I am here to help. In any way I can."
She took a deep breath.
"You won't tell anyone?"
"It will be our secret."
"Well…I was fantasising about an elf doing…things to me."
"What kind of things?" His thumbs took over spreading her for his gaze. She threw her arms down beside her head as she squirmed.
"That he would use his mouth on me?"
"And where would he put his mouth?"
She leant up with a gasp. Her chest heaved as she stared at his self-satisfied face.
"It's far too naughty to talk about with the king."
"I would never judge you."
"You say that now…" She bit her lip.
"I order you to tell me." He directed.
She bit her lips as his thumb inched closer to her clit. But never touching it.
He was enjoying this.
"As you wish." She took another deep breath. "I wanted you to use your tongue… on my pussy." She whispered.
"Really?"
She nodded timidly.
"You want that?"
"It's only a fantasy." She shrugged. "I've never even been with a man before."
"Now that is a waste. To keep something so perfect hidden away." He began to circle her opening. "But I may be willing to indulge in a little fantasy."
"My king?" She attempted to close her legs, but he eased them open further.
"Just relax. Lay back and enjoy this."
He pushed her back down and began to trail kisses along her inner thighs.
Prolonging his torture with tame kisses and gentle nips at her soft skin.
Just when she was about to gripe at him, his tongue glided along her slit.
She cried out.
He licked a line right up to her clit.
All of a sudden, he stopped.
"You will be pleased to hear that it was not the wine that made you wet."
"That's good." She panted. "What caused it?"
"You, my dear, are in need of an orgasm. I believe you are suffering and need to come right now."
"How do I do that?"
"Perhaps I can be of assistance?"
"My king?"
His finger slowly entered her.
"Oh dear, you are very wet." He pumped in and out. "You are indeed in need of my assistance. What would you have me do?"
"Please help me come." She pulled him closer with her legs.
"What would you like me to do?"
"Please keep using your mouth and fingers."
"On your pussy?"
"Yes, please." She panted.
"If you think that will help."
"I will be forever grateful."
"No need. Anything for such a beautiful elf." He gave a slow smile. "And one with such a lovely pussy."
He grinned and proceeded to latch onto her clit and sucked it with wild vigour.
The two stimulants were too much. She was going to come.
He let go of her clit with a pop and sped up his fingers. She bucked against the ledge.
"You are so tight." He grunted.
"That feels so- so good." She panted.
"Want me to stop?" He teased.
"No! Please keep going!" She practically yelled.
He chuckled and returned to torture her clit.
He sped up in response to her rapid breaths.
Her body began its rhythmic grip on his fingers.
Raelee came with a strangled cry as she arched off the tiles.
She caught her breath as he continued to slowly lick her trembling core.
He stood and gazed down at her.
Raelee was floating in the sky. In another world.
"That was fun." He chuckled at her sprawled form.
"It was." She agreed.
His hand supported her back as he sat her upright.
"Are you alright?"
She nodded.
"Good. Now get over here before I decide to carry you in."
"You may have to carry me out." She groaned and eased her way into the pool.
She twisted her hair into a high bun to avoid the water.
"It is not often I indulge in such… salacious games, but I will be the first to admit that we will be doing that again." He pulled her against him.
"I was worried you wouldn't see the fun side."
"I definitely saw your fun side." He teased.
She burst out laughing and swatted his arm.
"You are a rogue."
"And you are one naughty night guard."
His lips trailed over her neck as she wrapped her legs around his hips.
At the back of her mind, something was wrong.
Raelee ignored the feeling and moved to kiss his lips.
But now she could hear something over the water.
"Do you hear that?" She asked him. He was pressing her against the ledge, kissing her neck.
"No." He was about to sheath himself inside her when she heard the sound again.
It was a knocking noise.
"There's someone at the door." She panicked.
He finally took heed and listened out too. When the knocking persisted, he growled and heaved her over to the steps.
"Go and check, but under no circumstances are you to open the door. No matter what."
She jumped out of the pool and quickly wrapped a robe around her.
She opened the atrium door and rushed to the other door.
"HELLO!" The voice called.
"The king is unavailable." She called back.
"And where have you been?"
"The king asked me to ignore anyone that called. But now he's asked me to send you away."
"And why is that?"
"Because…" She tried to think. What could she say that would require no follow up questions?
Something that would be believable.
It hit her.
"Because he's…entertaining."
"He's..?"
"He's not alone."
"Oh…right well… I was told that I needed to get his authorisation."
"For what?" She frowned.
She felt his presence behind her.
She turned and saw an expression she was all too familiar with.
"It's official council business. Way above your paygrade."
"I'll be happy to pass along any message."
Thranduil untied the robe and admonished her when she attempted to keep it on.
He gave her a look. A look she couldn't resist.
She relented with a shaky exhale.
The robe crumpled on the floor as he began to fondle her breasts from behind.
"Shouldn't you be getting the king?" He grumbled.
"As I said before, he has company." His hand travelled to her centre. She spread her stance to accommodate his hand.
"Bend forward, put your hands on the door." Thranduil whispered almost silently.
She internally groaned and did as he asked.
Xxx
Her backside jutted out towards him. Round and inviting. Almost perking up in need.
His hands smooth over her rear. Bending her further forward.
"No offence, night guard, but you don't have clearance for this subject matter."
"Then feel free to speak with him tomorrow." She groaned as his cock rubbed up her slit.
"Don't speak to me that way. I am a member of the council!"
"I'm-" He smirked as he began to push forward. Her voice caught in her throat. "I'm sorry, sir. But the king was clear with his orders." He was sheathed fully inside her.
She gripped him so tightly.
This was so much fun. He was getting back at her for her earlier stunt. No matter how much he enjoyed it.
He pulled back and pushed forward with a steady pace. He reached around to pinch her pebbled nipples.
He covered her mouth before she could cry out.
He thrusted with a vigour that he hadn't felt in decades. Practically lifting her off the floor.
"Listen to me you little twit. I don't care what little slut is currently spreading her thighs for the lecherous king! Get him this instant!"
He stopped in anger.
How dare a member of his council speak about him in such a manner, and to Raelee no less.
She reached behind to get his attention.
Her eyes moved to his hands. He was gripping her rather harshly.
He loosened his grasp.
He gave her a nod.
"I'll get him now."
He pulled her away from the door and waited a few minutes before speaking.
He continued to keep thrusting inside Raelee.
He wouldn't stop this pleasure for anyone.
"Who is there?" He thundered.
"Councillor Laurie, my king."
"What is the meaning of this councillor Laurie?" He shouted through the door. "I am currently… entertaining a guest." He smirked down at Raelee.
Her green eyes were obscured by blown pupils.
"Official business, as I explained to your night guard. You tell her to learn some manners. Her father won't be pleased when he hears about this."
"You can be assured that I will deal with her myself." His hand gave her rear a firm squeeze. "I will make sure she knows her place." She squeaked behind his hand. "Now, what is this about, my guest is growing uninterested and she charges by the hour."
He watched Raelee's hand travel down to her clit.
He smirked as she began to rub furious circles on her.
Thranduil felt the expected clenching, pulling him in deeper.
"My king, there is trouble in the northern territory. The patrol that went out last night hasn't returned. Tauriel fears the worst."
Raelee gripped his hand. Her green eyes implored him to concede.
"I give my permission to send out another patrol. Find them and bring them home." He sped up his thrusts.
"I need your signature for the deployment."
Thranduil sighed.
"No need. I am currently in a state of undress. My word should suffice."
"O-of course, my king. I shall take my leave."
"In future, please stay away from the pools when I'm entertaining."
"Of course, my apologies."
They heard footsteps moving down the hall.
"Now where were we?" He grunted and sped up his thrusts.
She mumbled behind his hand.
"Something to say?"
"F-f- me- huuh." She muttered.
"What was that?" He moved his hand.
"Fuck me harder." She moaned.
"You think you deserve it?"
"Yes."
"Hmm. I promised I would punish you for being so rude to the councillor."
She groaned as he slowed his pace.
"I did what you asked."
"And you think you deserved to be rewarded?" He smirked at her frustrated expression.
"I don't deserve to be punished."
"Are you ordering your king?"
"N-no."
"Because you do not want to know what will happen if you are."
"What will happen?"
"Your lovely rear end will find it very difficult to sit comfortably." He finished with a rather hard smack.
She clenched around him.
Did she like it when he did that? He would file that away for another time.
His fingers resumed their torture on her nipples, and she sped up on her clit.
The rhythmic clenching increased as her breathing increased.
Her climax rises unstoppably, and she comes with a strained cry. The pleasure shakes her so hard that she shudders around his cock. Tightening around him to such a degree that his breath is almost taken away.
He finished with a grunt.
The pleasure was all consuming.
His legs felt weak. Something he was unaccustomed to.
But he wasn't shocked that it was Raelee that elicited this reaction.
She gave a dejected sigh.
"I'm not sure I like who I am around you."
His brow furrowed.
"Why is that?" He pulled away.
He guided her back to the pools.
"I'm not myself."
"How would you know?"
"You think I don't know what I'm normally like?"
"Perhaps this is who you truly are. An insatiable, beautiful, naughty, quick-thinking little minx."
"Insatiable is not a title I relish."
"But you are quick-thinking." He sat her on his lap. "How did you come up with that rather…risqué tale?"
"There have been rumours about your supposed… celibacy." She tried to keep a straight face.
He too couldn't mask his features.
"Celibacy?"
"Apparently you're usually a bit of a…"
"A what?"
"Rogue." She smirked.
He hummed in thought.
"And because you have not chased after anyone from the court in some time, everyone believes you are without a lover."
The annoyance he felt at the interruption was replaced by a sense of calm.
Laurie was as much a gossip as any needle threading chambermaid.
It wouldn't take long for the talk of his 'sexual abstention' to end.
"Well, there is some truth to that. But I wouldn't trade you for anyone else."
He expected Raelee to blush at his words, but she gave him a smile that... it didn't quite reach her eyes.
What was she thinking?
"Come, Raelee. We should leave before a gaggle of harlots descend upon us."
They both went about redressing.
"How will we leave without being seen?" She asked as her now dry clothes were righted.
"There are many secrets in my kingdom." He smirked and headed over to a seemingly normal stone wall.
One had to know just the right place to put the key.
He enjoyed seeing Raelee's awe as the secret passageway was revealed.
"Come along." He held out his hand.
He was both surprised and pleased when he felt her small hand enclosed in his.