This woman clearly didn't like me, and fought me the whole way through getting me cleaned up. A scolding bath that was way to hot. Any cuts or scrapes? She was quick to cause a bit of pain. She brought me a new outfit and insisted I wear an under bust corset, I'm sure it was just so she could cinch it so tight I could barely breathe. At least the rest of the outfit was soft. I'm sure if she could have found something itchy then she would have brought that.
I wasn't sure what room I was in when she finally left me. So I decided to snoop a little. It was almost like a suite. A little dining area, a bathroom area, and bedroom with a bed large enough to fit five people. I had a suspicion it was Thranduil's room. But when I entered massive walk in closet I had no doubt. The only person I knew with this many outfits was Maria.
But I did notice a mirror in there. I let out a breath of relief and immediately started pulling at the cinching on my corset. I wanted take the thing off but there was some sort of fancy knot holding it in place. I growled as I pulled t it, couldn't I at least loosen it? I closed my eyes hoping that it would help me focus on the knot.
Just as I let out another growl of frustration warm hands pulled at me. I gasped and looked into the mirror just as Thranduil unlaced the corset entirely. The corset fell at my feet and he tossed the lace aside. Thranduil looked down at me through the mirro, making my heart ache with excitement. At least until he started to pull my hair behind my ear.
I twisted around quickly, pulling my hair over my ear.
"Why do you resist?" Thranduil said calmly, but his eyes showed hurt.
"I should be with Thorin, on our way to the mountain. But I know your not letting him go."
Thranduil raised a brow in curiosity. "And how would you know that?"
It was my turn to smirk. "Wouldn't you like to know."
Thranduil smiled, seemingly intrigued. "I would, but if you wish to keep secrets then I will not question you further. There are other things I'd rather be doing with you right now."
"Uh...huh...well those thing...whatever they may be..." I stumbled over my words as my heart raced. "They....they.."
Thranduil kept smiling as he pulled me close to him, leaning close so I could his warm breath on my lips. "They what?"
"They should wait..." I said trying regain my composure.
"You don't even know what they are."
"I can guess."
Thranduil's smile turned into a smirk before he came closer. I couldn't even think enough to pull away before his soft lips pressed firmly against mine. That bubbly feeling I had turn into a full boil. I couldn't help but lean against him, hands at his chest. I let out a gasp as his hands slid down to my legs before lifting me, wrapping them around him. I instinctively wrapped my arms around him as if I might fall.
"Ah...what are you doing?" I said as he carried me from the closet.
"Oh I'm sure you can guess." Thranduil smirked.
I felt a bit of panic, but not a bad panic. I definitely wanted this. I've wanted it since his gorgeous face met my TV screen. But so quickly? My heart pounded, my face flushed. Coma dream, Andria. It's just a coma dream. Take the adventure you've always wanted to take!
Thranduil's lips kissed at my cheek so gently. I let out a breath and close my eyes. I wanted him so badly, the urge vibrated through my whole body. He plopped me down in the bed, placing himself on top of me. He was rock hard, everywhere. I couldn't help it anymore. I kissed him with my hands cupping his face.
As if my kiss was permission he held me tighter, his hands under my shirt and holding my waist. My hands pulled at the collar of his robe. It pulled free easily and exposed his bare chest. He moaned with excitement, a sound that made my heart sing. As well as other parts of me. I felt him tug at my pants, pulling them free.
"You're so cute when you blush..." Thranduil smiled. "Now, my love...tell me how you like it."
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SoulBlind
FanfictionA girl gets literally dropped into world not of her own only to soon find out she knows exactly where she is. But how is it possible? Stories aren't real! Movies made from those stories even less real! a fanfiction inspired by a tiktok.