As you wake up the next morning, the spot next to you is empty, you are alone.

You spot a tray with all kinds of fruits and bread at the end of the bed. A neatly written note is laying next to it which reads: "Melethril nîn, enjoy your breakfast. I won't be able to be with you, my deepest apologies, but I would like you to join me for dinner tonight instead. Please wear your dress. Feel free to do as you please until tonight." It is signed by Thranduil.

Disappointed you put a piece of bread into your mouth and chew on it until it loses its flavor.

After having eaten just a little bit you get dressed and leave the chambers.

Not having a clue what to do until dinner you decide to talk a walk through the halls and have a close look at every corner you haven't discovered in your time you spent here before.

Lights seem to float in the air and you have always been enchanted by the way the trees seem to grow into each other to build up these halls and chambers.

After wandering around for a while you sit down on a bench, as you always used to when Thranduil had other things to do, and inhale deeply, fresh air fills your lungs and it smells just like the forest on the other side of the gates.

Your gaze wanders through the hall you're sitting in but your mind wanders to Thranduil.

You're thinking about him in his regal attire standing in the middle of soldiers, talking about military stategies to defend the forest from all evil.

How he would still stand out amongst all these elves although each and every one seems to be naturally beautiful.

Thranduil's broad shoulders covered in his silver cloak which seems to flow like a river to the ground, his icey eyes fixed on the plans on the desk in front of him, his strong chest heaving with every breath he takes.

Then you imagine yourself entering the chamber, Thranduil would send the soldiers away so you two could be alone and undisturbed. The door is hardly closed as he draws you close and plants kisses all over your shoulders and neck.

Your dress would slide down your shoulders onto the ground, Thranduil would shove the plans onto the ground and sit down on the desk. You would climb onto him and run your fingers through his hair while feeling his soft lips on yours. His tongue would slide through his and your lips into your mouth and finds your tongue, twirling around it, you rubbing yourself on his thigh while still kissing him and moaning into his mouth, your hand feeling up his hard cock in his pants.

With a slight push against his chest Thranduil would lay down on his back and you open his pants and his erection comes free. Your hips would slide forward so your outer labia touches his shaft. Thranduil would try to move his hips while you grab his cock and let it slide through your slit, you fluids would make it glisten in the lights and Thranduil would hold on to the edge of the desk, moans escape his gritted teeth. You would move up and down and his glans would rub against your clit.

With a shake of your head you get back to reality and feel a tingling sensation between your legs.

Two guards are coming your way, you feel the heat rushing into your head and you look to the ground to avoid eye contact, for some reason you fear they could read your mind.

After they passed, you jump up and decide to make your daydream come true.

You remember where the war chamber was and go there straight.

The room seems to be tucked away so nobody would find it, maybe to prevent anyone from overhearing something of important matter.

The door is heavily guarded but the guards know you, as everyone here does probably. One of the guards slips in and closes the door directly behind him, the other guards don't move, don't even look at you.

Just as you want to speak up, the door opens again, the room gets revealed, it is full of guards, soldiers and a few rangers from the woods. You'd like to enter but the guards won't step aside so you stand on your toes and finally get a glimpse at the Elvenking. You see his beautiful profile and his head slowly turns to face you, he looks stern but upon spotting you, a smile flickers upon his face. A smile that seems to say he knows exactly why you are here. And suddenly the door gets shut close again and the guard that slipped in stands in front of you, asking you to leave since the King doesn't have any time for you.

You want to answer something snappish but decide to leave it be and go back to Thranduil's chambers and spend the rest of the day in his jacuzzi.

You must have dozed off in the warm water, when you wake up, your neck hurts from being pressed against the stone. A noise makes you swirl around and there he is.

The Elvenking is seated on his bed, his back against the wall behind the bed-head, a silk blanket barely covers his right leg and you see that he is naked.

His eyes are closed and his face displays lust, his blonde hair falling over his shoulders and covering parts of his chest which is heaving up and down very quickly. The noises you hear are his low moans and then you spot Thranduil's cock in his right hand. It is gliding up and down the shaft.

You sit in the jacuzzi, watching silently as the King masturbates. He has such an angelic look to him, quiet and peaceful, his skins glistens from sweat as he keeps rubbing his member, you don't want to disturb him but you get up nonetheless and he opens his eyes, not stopping but eyeing you up and down and even fastening his pace, his moans get louder and you walk over to the bed. Maybe you didn't get your daydream to become true but you will not let miss this chance.

You kneel on the bed and place your hand on Thranduil's hand helping him gliding up and down, the elf locks his eyes with yours and a lustfull smirk, one you know all too well and makes you wet every time you see it, plays around his lips.

You push Thranduil's hand away and lick up and down his shaft, placing kisses on the glans from time to time. The elf puts one hand on your head and the other behind his own head, watching you intently. You take his cock into your mouth and move your head up and down, Thranduil supports your movement with his hips so every time your head is down, his cock is inside your mouth as deep as possible.

You get faster and his thrusts harder, his moans louder. You want to stop so that he can take you but he shakes his head.

"No, melethril nîn, dinner will be served soon."

You are frustrated because you want him, you need him to fuck you, you feel your juices running down but you know you can't do anything about it now so you decide to at least let Thranduil get what he wants so you continue to suck him off until his cock twitches in your mouth before releasing his cum into it. A few last strokes up and down his shaft and then you sit there, between his legs, his sweet and salty cum still in your mouth. You swallow it and Thranduil runs his thumb over your lip, looking deep into your eyes.

"I love you." His low voice cuts through the silence that occurred after the moaning stopped.

"I love you too", you answer and cuddle up to him but not for long.

After placing a kiss on your forehead, Thranduil gets up. The blanket falls onto the floor and the naked elf stands tall.

You can never get enough of that sight, this tall, slender, muscular elf, his long blonde hair falling down his shoulders and back, the fine features on his beautiful face.

"Dress yourself and meet me in the dining hall."

"Where are you going?"

"You will see." He gives you a last smile and then leaves.

You make your way to the dining hall where a long table has been set up, it is covered with plates full of food. Fresh fruit, steamed vegetables, meats of all kind.

A servant is asking you to sit down on one side of the table. After you take seat, she brings two glasses and a bottle of wine and places one glass in front of you and one right across from you.

A door opens and the king comes in. He is wearing a tight, black robe with silver embroidery, there is no crown resting on his head.

He seats in front of the second glass and gives you a warm smile before saying something in Elvish to the servant who immediately pours wine into the glasses.

"You look beautiful tonight."

"Thank you", you answer. "I wanted to tell you before, I stopped by the war chamber today."

A tiny laugh escapes Thranduil's lips. "Yes, I saw you. Unfortunately noone but me and a handful of my soldiers are allowed in there, I'm sorry."

"I understand that, it was just..." You stop.

"What was it?"

"Oh nothing. I will let you know later. Maybe." A big grin can be seen on your face.

"Stop teasing me or I'll have to tease you!"

You take a few sips of wine and wink at Thranduil who sends the servant away and lifts the bottle to fill up your glass again.

"Are you trying to get me drunk?"

This time it is Thranduil who simply winks at you.

You fill your plate with different kinds of food and watch the elf drink all of his wine and refill his glass. Obviously he seems to try to get himself drunk.

"How long are you planning to stay?", he asks.

"Are you trying to get rid of me?"

"No, I want you to stay forever!"

"I would love to, you know that, but I need to get back home. It's not like I will leave you forever! I will come back as often as I can, promise. Besides... your people don't think a human woman suits their King. You have seen their looks."

"I know, I know. You are right. But you are always welcome."

"I won't leave for another couple of days, don't worry."

You two don't share many more words while eating, after you finished your plate, you break the silence: "Why didn't you change in your chamber?"

"This robe is newly made and I tried it on before coming here."

"Especially for this dinner?"

"I'd like to tell you so but then I'd have to lie to you, melethril nîn, and I don't want to do that. No, it was actually made to wear under my armor hence why it is so tight but I thought it might also match this occasion."

"It does indeed, I like it."

Thranduil smirks. "So, since you are interrogating me, I guess I can interrogate you aswell. Why did you come by the war chamber?"

"Oh well, since I had all day to myself I wandered through your halls and my thoughts got carried away to you and..." You get up. "Why don't I just show you?"

Thranduil wants to get up but as you walk around the table you signal him to sit back down, lift your skirt and sit on his lap, facing him.

He raises his eyebrows in surprise. "What are you doing?"

"You wanted to know why I stopped by."

As an answer the elf leans back as you start to rock your hips back and forth and plant your hands on his cheeks. Just before you kiss him, you look into his ice-blue eyes. Low moans escape his lips into your mouth and you open his robe and his pants.

His already throbbing cock jumps out and you look up in surprise.

"You can't be that horny from this little hip rocking."

A grin plays around Thranduil's lips. "You're not the only one daydreaming and our little play earlier is still fresh in my mind."

Just as you imagined it, you let his glans slide through your slit up and down, every time it hits your clit, you feel a little twitch at your entrance so you finally want to take him in but Thranduil stops you.

"Not here, please."

You smirk and continue to let it slide between your legs until your entrance is directly above his cock but just as you want to lower yourself, the elf grabs your arm and his face shows anger.

"I said 'not here'! I want you as much as you want me but we will do this in my chambers or we won't do it at all. Your choice."

You wanted to ask him if it is really your choice but you decide for the better and get off of his lap and lower your skirt. The king hides his hard-on in his pants and buttons up his robe before calling for the servant to let her know that you are finished.

Without looking back you two hurry into his chambers. If Thranduil wasn't so sexy when he is angry, this would've been already over in the dining hall but now you just can't wait to rip off his robe and pants.

As soon as the door is closed behind you two, Thranduil swirls around and gets you out of your dress. Completely naked you stand before him and he devours you with his eyes but you leap forward and open his robe again so it falls onto the floor, you press yourself against him, his warm skin on your breasts and you can feel his hard member through his pants on your lower belly.

Intertwined, kissing, you stumble slowly to Thranduil's bed, his big hands on your butt.

He throws you on the soft matress and gets rid of his pants, as he crawls over you, you run your fingers through his hair.

His face comes close to yours but instead of kissing you, he whispers something in Sindarin into your ear and then places kisses on your earlobe and neck, you get goosebumps and reach for his strong arms that support Thranduil from falling onto you.

You two remain like this for a few moments, him kissing you all over and you running your hands over his arms, through his hair, over his back. Then the elf gives you a kiss and licks down your chin, over your neck, places a few kisses on your collarbones and then runs his tongue over your chest and your breast, stopping at your nipple to suck on it softly and continuing his journey down your body over your tummy, dipping his tongue into your navel and continuing downwards until he burries his face between your legs. You feel his hot breath and then he finally dips his tongue into the slit, touching your clit and making you moan. Slowly he glides his tongue lower until he reaches your twitching entrance.

You grab his head and try to press it even closer, you rock your hips a little to grind on his tongue but Thranduil is stronger than you and breaks away. You make a frustrated noise but the elf hovers over you, his rock hard cock in his hand, preparing it to penetrate you which he quickly does.

The sensation of being filled out by this beautiful elf is still overwhelming, you moan Thranduil's name loudly, clenching the sheets in your hands and thrusting your hips upwards towards Thranduil's hips.

"Turn over", Thranduil orders you after a few hard thrusts. This is the Thranduil you fell for. You don't mind the soft side of him at all, you love it, but his demanding, authoritarian side is what got you horny all this time ago, besides his whole appearance.

You hesitate, you want to know what happens when you don't turn over so you lay still.

Thranduil raises one eyebrow. "What are you doing?"

You remain in your position. "Thranduil, please..."

He leans over to whisper into your ear: "Do as your king commands."

Not as harsh as you expected but you do as he asked.

"Yes, my king". You turn around with a wink and now you are on all four in front of the elf, your butt right in front of his hard cock.

Without a warning he thrusts into you, you moan out loud and louder with every thrust. He burries his fingers into your butt cheeks and the pounding gets harder.

Right now you want him to fuck you senseless, feel him thrust into you as hard as he can and make you see stars as you climax but his movements actually soften and he leans forward to places kisses on your back, one arm reaches below you and holds onto your breast, kneating it softly, his hair falls over your back and shoulders.

You want to reach between your legs but Thranduil stops you.

"Don't. I want this to last a little while."

You do as he wishes and lay your hand on his hand which now travels from one breast to the other and then strokes your belly. Suddenly he erects his torso and pulls you with him.

His movements are slow, you are now upright with your upper body, his arm around you, the elf kissing your shoulder and neck, whispering into your ear from time to time, sweet words in Sindarin, and letting his tongue glide down your ear.

After a while he's picking up the pace and the arm that has been wrapped around you now reaches for your clit.

"I need to see your face." Thranduil grabs your chin with the other hand and turns your head slightly so you can look each other in the eyes.

His moans cause hot air to caress your skin, mixed in with your own moans. Your hips rock together back and forth, Thranduil's breath gets heavier and he starts rubbing your clit faster, not long until he will reach his orgasm.

The heat between your legs grows and after a few moments of Thranduil's intense rubbing, you moan out his name and grab his arm which is still moving to stimulate you. You feel your climax in your whole body, a seemingly endless tingling and your vision gets blurry. Your clitoris gets extremely sensitive but Thranduil doesn't stop, you not only moan now but cry out, the elf still pounding into you. You can't keep yourself upright but Thranduil's arm supports you. Your head starts to spin as you hear Thranduil moan into your ear, thrusting a few times into you and then sinking onto the matress, pulling you with him. He cuddles up to you and you lean your head against his still heavy heaving chest.

He kisses your head and strokes over your hair.

"This was wonderful, melethril nîn." He pulls you even closer while you still tremble from that orgasm, all the sexual tension that got built up this day finally got released.

You feel too weak to answer but still manage to nod.

This evening was exhausting for both of you so you remain in this position, his arms wrapped around you, your head leaning against his. You know you might have to leave Thranduil's halls from time to time but you will definitely not leave him. With these thoughts and a smile you fall asleep.