Legolas Oneshots & Headcanons (Discontinued)

Pineapples and P**** (Smut)

Pineapples.

        I'd never thought that it would be a turn on to my love.

        "Hi, Y/N." He murmured, wrapping his arms around me, pressing a gentle kiss to my shoulder.

       "Hi, Legolas." I replied, popping another chunk of pineapple into my mouth. Yesterday I had cut them up and put them in a container to keep in the fridge.

        I was trying to eat healthier, and work out, so for now I resorted to eating fruits as a snack, or as a substitute for a sweet treat.

      He nuzzles his face into my neck, humming softly, vibrations going through my skin.

      The late afternoon sun hit his hands as he grabbed the fork from my hands, before setting it down. A shiver ran down my spine as he licked the tip of my ear and pressed a hot kiss to my neck.

     Not even a second later, my hips were rolled back into him by his hands.

      "Did you know," he whispered, his soft lips brushing my ear, "That pineapples make you taste and smell sweeter?"

      At 'you', I shuddered when his finger grazed the crotch of my shorts.

      This. This is how he gets me so weak for him, his words.

      "Babe...."

      I didn't have time to react before he spun me around and picked me up.

      My butt hit the counter, my eyes looking south to see his lidded brown eyes.

      His mouth collided with mine, heatedly kissing me, his hands roaming all on my body.

      Smoothing over my stomach and sides, teasing my inner thighs with light fingertips, his hot mouth on my neck.

       He was so horny, but why?

       "You've been working all week, let me make you feel good." He gasped, breaking away from his attack on my neck.

      But I wasn't about to start complaining.

     With a whimper, I leaned back on my elbows, feeling the zipper undone, before the shorts were slipped off.

     After all, I had been needy too.

     "Damn, Y/N, you're wet already, just from a kiss?" He said incredulously, voice muffled in my neck. One hand rubbed the crotch part of my panties, feeling the wet stain already.

       Hands and lips working in tandem, I was soon a gasping, whimpering mess, spreading my legs more. "Please."

      My panties came off, sending goosebumps across my skin as they met the cool air.

     With a growl, he brusquely spread my legs open, feasting his eyes on my intimacy.

     His soft tongue gently flicks over his parted lips, his pupils blown wide with lust. He needed to taste me.

       The anticipation was making me desperate. Already I could feel myself get hot. "Legolas-Ahhh..."

      Two warm fingers rolled my clit between them gently, and he exhaled shakily as he watched my core let out a shiny rivulet of my arousal.

      A hot kiss was pressed to my inner thigh. I slightly twitched at this, trying to contain all the control I had.

       A smirk turned the side of his mouth. "So sensitive..." He mused.

       Suddenly he hooked my legs over his shoulders. Uh oh.

        The tender lick of his tongue across my slit made me whimper and grab his hair, feeling how I clenched under the muscle.

         "So that fact was right,'' he whispered, "You taste amazing, baby."

          Soon two skilled fingers slipped easily into me, making my back arch slightly. "AH! Mmmph!-" I grunted out. He moved them in a circular motion, his jaw clenched.

       "You're so tight and wet, baby girl..." His voice felt like a warm wind against my hot skin.

       Dirty talking wasn't my thing, but when Legolas did it, I submitted immediately.

        I could feel how my wetness dripped along his fingers, while he pumped at me.

       My hands at this point were practically ripping his hair out from the torturous teasing.

       God, it felt so good.

       Dragging his fingers along my walls one last time, he pulled them out and licked them clean. I swear, a tomato would be put to shame if they saw my face. "I should rethink my breakfast." He crooned.

       But nothing could prepare me for his tongue automatically lapping up my wetness, while his fingers rubbed my clit.

       "Oh, God-"

        A loud moan ripped through my throat, feeling how he decided to explore further, slipping his tongue inside me.

       The firm muscle thrusted roughly at me, his groans urging me on.

      He loved having his hair pulled, it was a kink of his. It also gave me satisfaction seeing how his hair could get messed up.

      Rolling my hips earned some hard grabs from him, but it was difficult to stay still. He was mercilessly using his tongue on me, what could I say?

       I was straining my muscles so hard I could've pulled one. His tongue was wet and getting all my hotspots, making me unable to think clearly. Fingernails buried their way into the skin at my hip.

       Grasping his shoulder, I clenched my fingers into it. "Legolas- I can't- AH!"

      He grunted at the pain, but gripped my thighs harder, still maintaining the pace. Dang it, he was going to do what he said he'd do.

      Those hungry lips of his were now sucking my hard clit and his fingers were pumping in and out, prodding at my spot.

       This new stimulation made me arch my back with a cry, letting go of his shoulder to grip the edge of the counter.

        For a few moments, my vision clouded. My eyes were lidded, and I was a panting, moaning mess. The poor fingers of mine were sore and starting to cramp from how tightly I'd gripped the counter.

       Legolas glanced at me, feeling a surge of triumph. Nevertheless, he chose to gently stimulate me with his tongue, so I could ride it out.

        With a smile, he cleaned me off, before grabbing a clean bath towel and wetting it.

        Legolas wiped me down, and then helped me put my clothes back on. He ended it with a soft kiss on my cheek, eyelashes feathering me.

         "You should eat pineapples more often, babe."