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ANONYMOUS EMBROIDERY

— OVER THE PAST TWO DECADES, the Elven King found himself marrying another women he wants to spend his immortal life with. People wondered why does he changed his paths, marrying a half blood elleth who doesn't have much experience about one elf's lifestyle. As they say, loves come to an unexpected way where you haven't a single expectations when or where it'll happen. It happened to Thranduil, summoned by the beauty has given to him once he laid his eyes on the elleth while visiting Rivendell. It is impossible for him to give admiration with middle class elves, if happened, it is nothing beyond fondness. But with Y/N's unique beauty shine through Thranduil's eyes, sending off the butterflies in him have gone wild.

Feelings grew and developed as infatuations became love.

It is at least expected to Thranduil to fell in love with a middle class, half human and elleth. Y/N was completely allowed by Thranduil to be his significant other, a wife to be exact. Thranduil's a truly fan of Y/N to amuse him in so different ways, doing it on her own ways.

And that includes their sexual life.

Thranduil is getting old, weary about him, being the Elven King for a very long time. He wants to take a pause for being the leader, wanted someone from his bloodline to continue the legacy. But Y/N and Thranduil was never given by a child, nor how many times they tried to plan a family. Legolas will never come back to Mirkwood; it is one of the Elven King's assumptions as Lord Elrond secretly sent him messages on how his son was doing. He was grown very fond of his new companion, Aragorn.

Nonetheless, it is none of his business to meddle his son's life.

Going back to where it was, Y/N knew how exhausting being a leader. Sitting on your study, working your arses hours for hours and meeting supervisors nonstop.

Thranduil must've been stress with his business lately, occupying himself with so much work are the reason why he couldn't stay up at night to have a spare time with his wife.

Inside of Theodor's small chamber, a light three knocks interrupted her from knitting. She immediately answered the door, revealing the Queen elleth herself standing on the doorway.

Theodor bow down swiftly, stepping at the side to make a room for Y/N to enter her place.

"Are we done yet," Y/N said, a small grin curled on her lips."the one on our little secret?"

Theodor chuckled, dropping the smooth fabric on her work desk and walk towards her drawers. Theodor was one of the giggly elf that was part of Y/N's fellowship. Since the engagement, Y/N spent hours staying on her chambers with a full discussion about her desires of her own gown. She has a chesnut coloured hair braided into two right above her waist. A warm blue coloured her right eyes while the other one was coloured in hazel; a very rare eyes of an elf. Y/N would also described her likely to dressed up in a dress with her barefoot. Theodor was known for knitting scarfs, socks and blankets with her skillfull hands. Her famous work of art were curtains, table cloths and customize gowns.

Finally, Theodor grab those thin fabrics from the drawer and showed it to Y/N.

Happiness drawn to both of their faces as Y/N's eyes sparkled through the beauty of its marvelous embroidery.

"I'm afraid it was messed up a little on your stomach part." Theodor breathed, eyeing Y/N who's still looking at her work.

Y/N smiled sweetly."This is perfect, nin mellon (my friend). I don't know how to thank you."

It is a black thin fabric where it covers fifty percent of your body. An attire that will absolutely seduced every man. It was designed with magnificent shapes of roses through out the sexy attire. And there's an extention of fabric on the neck part called chocker. Y/N cannot take her eyes off the tiny clothes on her hands, imagine herself wearing it for her husband. Theodor cleared her throat to retreat Y/N's attention to her, only to see her friend grew her eyes wider when Y/N saw a gliterring mask.

"You can wear it as well when you wear those, what's that thing called?"

Y/N grin as she look straight on her friend's eyes."Lingerie."

"Never heard of that thing before." Y/N chuckled at Theodor's expression, still focused her attention on the mask and the lingerie.

Afternoon turned to night instantly that Y/N couldn't even noticed it. She finally settled inside of their chamber, already wearing the piece of seductive clothing underneath her robes. The gliterring black mask was still laying on the desk; a bottled of red wine and two goblets beside it.

The young elleth stand infront of the huge mirror, studying herself once more. It's been a while since she felt incredible, sexy and powerful. Wearing a lingerie gaves her authority to bewitch Thranduil with an ease. Y/N knew how to take away the sanity of Thranduil, make him fell under her spell. Y/N skipped dinner tonight, excitement wanted her to end this night perfectly the way she planned it. Marriage isn't boring after all when you put seasoning to it, giving it more flavor. And in Y/N's case, they're doing perfectly fine.

Too much drowned on her own thoughts, Y/N didn't notice that Thranduil was already making his way through the chambers. Thanking herself to have the ability to feel someone's presence nearby, Y/N quickly turn off the lights, gently pour the red liquid onto their goblets as she take a deep breath before wearing the only missing piece of cloth; the gliterring mask.

Her eyes were fixed on her reflection through the mirror as she securely tied up the mask. Y/N feel amazing, feeling confident with her own flaws as the moonlight coming from their balcony has giving her a light.

A smirk on her lips appeared when Thranduil finally came inside the chamber. The Elven King's situation gotten worst every day, unable to steady his mind or focus himself on his business. One of the supervisors didn't get his job very well, making Thranduil lose his patience and stormed out from the study. He left his people on the ground, not wanting to deal the same problem all over again. Thranduil's eyes search for the bottle of wine for which it is the only option to withdraw the anger built within him. There he found a bottled, immediately twist it but no liquid came out. Disappointment has seen on his face, taking a deep breath and make his way through their room. Thranduil was confused why their door was closed, it is unusual for him to see their room was close unless Y/N is inside.

Thranduil knock lightly, slowly waking his wife up to answer the door. Five seconds, nothing. Ten seconds, nothing. In his case, Thranduil was already impatience. He quickly twist their knob and swing the door open, seeing the room was full of dark.

Thranduil was about to switch up the light when he heard a familiar feminine voice over the balcony.

"At vedui, cin are hi, nin aran erein. (At last, you are already here, my king)."

There's only one thing where that voice came from, a voice that was filled with sensual desires. A shiver was sent through Thranduil's spine, leaving him to gasp for an air to see his wife slowly enters the room.

"Perhaps you're looking for a wine, aren't you?"

Thranduil finally closed the door, a grin can be sense through the King's lips to see his wife on a robe.

"Yes, you are right."

Y/N couldn't help but gulp the moment she heard those cold voice of Thranduil, never fail to make her adore it. The other goblet was already on Y/N's hand, grab the other one to hand it over to Thranduil who was closer to her. The Elven King grin, seeing Y/N's wearing a mask that glitters through his eyes. There he saw an emerald eyes glowing, covered with lust. The moment he senses the tension on Y/N's body, the moment he forgot the pressure earlier.

No one speak this time, allowing the liqour freshen up their throats as it burns.

"Am I allowed to ask why you're wearing such a thing?" Thranduil's heated palms touches the bare skin of Y/N's face, referring to the mask she's wearing.

Y/N smirked, taking another sip from her goblet."You already asked, Thranduil. Am I suppose to answer it?"

Thranduil slowly lean on, coming closer to Y/N's body as his heavy breathe touched her neck.

"I demand you a response, Y/N."

It is the end of Y/N just by hearing those words slipped through his mouth, voice was filled with eager and lust. Their eyes met once again, captivated with each others gazes because on how their eyes hold powers. Thranduil gently grab the almost empty goblet from his wife's hand, placing it above the desk and focus himself to the fallen angel infront of him.

They're sexual life never gets old even if how many times they did, it'll be forever a great pleasure for the both of them.

Y/N crashed her lips with Thranduils, groans can be heard from the taller elf once his hands grip into Y/N, pulling her even closer. It's been a while since they kiss with so much passion, missing how their lips taste like. Their eyes were closed, savouring any moment tonight. Y/N was still on her robes, Thranduil finally took off his scarlet tunic and throw it anywhere in this room, leaving him topless. He focus himself grabbing Y/N's hips, causing the elleth to jump and straggled onto his waist. The Elven King was much taller than Y/N, believing it is her favorite part to straggle his husband's waist and continue the kiss passionately.

Hands were full of naught, roaming around each others body as they continue their tongues explore, fighting for dominance.

Y/N found her hands make its way to the slocks of her husbands, felt how Thranduil quickly got erected by the beginning of their interaction. She gently massaged it, causing the King to gasp for air only letting Y/N to slip her tongue inside. They're in a sloppy kiss, making eager sounds while making out are the only evidence how they crave for each other.

Thranduil sat at the edge of the bed, still not breaking the kiss. Y/N pulled out, bitting his bottom lips. They are out of breathe, staring into each others eyes deeply.

"I've missed you, my wife."

He whispered, kissing Y/N's neck and found her spot easily that caused her to moan softly.

"I've missed you too," Y/N replied with her eyes closed."More than you imagine."

Thranduil's kisses went down to her jawline, to her neck where he left a few bloody marks. Visibly seen by many to make sure that Y/N was entitled to himself and to him only. He continued to kiss when Y/N felt his big hands were now untying her robes.

"Wait," Y/N breathed with a smile on her face, pulling herself out from Thranduil's laps.

Confusion was all over the King's face, watching his wife very closely who's giving her a naughty smirk. Y/N stood in front of the King, seeing his presence reminds her the luck she had the day Thranduil vowed to her and in front of many elves on their wedding day. The King who wouldn't allow himself be better without his Queen's presence.

Y/N slowly unties her robes, adding more tension built within her husband's slocks. Thranduil fixed his eyes on Y/N's body, remembering how the temple of Gods and Goddesses were made perfectly. Every time he lands his eyes on those imperfections, he felt proud and glad.

Robes finally fell down on the floor, revealing how Y/N is perfectly fine wearing a lingerie. It is a true definition of sexy, purity of confidence can be seen on Y/N once Thranduil's eyes were filled with excitement.

Fire has been fueled within the both of them. A satisfaction were Thranduil desires to have. Y/N approach the taller elf in a small steps, grin was curled up on her lips as she stand inch closer to Thranduil who take a deep breathe.

"Such a beauty has been offered, how am I get myself with so much luck?"

Y/N giggled when she recieved a genuine admiration from her husband. Thranduil touches the embroidery, studying every details of the fabric.

"You look fantastic with this piece of clothing my love," Thranduil whispers, making different traces to her body that causes her to moan softly.

"So beautiful,

"So daring and dreadful, could poison every men with ease."

Thranduil stood up, carressing his wife's face as Y/N's eyes were only fixed on her husband's words.

"So tempting to touch, like a piece of an art."

He held her waist firmly, pushing Y/N into bed gently as Thranduil position himself at the top of her. Eyes were still wandering Y/N's body, as if it was his first time touching it.

"So perfect, leaving every man speechless."

His plant of kisses started from Y/N's collarbone, inhaling a very pleasant scent of strawberries. Y/N tilt her head on the other side, letting him to worship her body.

"Did I ever mention how beautiful your body is, my love?"

"A hundred times, Thranduil."

Y/N chuckled, placing her elbow to guide her to have a better view of Thranduil's business down there. He was on her valley of breasts, carefully squeezing it and plants kisses on her covered nipples. A moan escaped on her lips in pleasure, closing her eyes off as she felt Thranduil's warmth went down to her stomach. Her heavy breathing can be heard, her body is heated easily under Thranduil's touch.

Thranduil's hand separated Y/N's legs apart, seeing how soaked his wife is.

"Wet for me, my love?"

Y/N let out an amusing chuckle, biting her bottom lip as she nod her head.

"This is your fault."

Thranduil grinned, kissing her inner thighs causing Y/N to groan in frustration. The Elven King knew how his wife hated with the teasing part, however, Y/N was given by a memorable pleasure if she managed to play along with the teasing.

"Is it, Y/N? Is it my fault that I made you feel this way?"

Y/N moan a bit louder when she felt Thranduil's finger move aside the lace of the lingerie, blowing the soaked center of his wife.

"Fuck, stop it and make love to me already."

One finger slid inside of Y/N's wet folds, causing her to gasp for an air l. Thranduil move it desperately, position himself right above his wife once again and collapsed his lips with Y/N. With a few thrusts, Thranduil added another finger as she move in and out fasterly making Y/N to moan between their kiss. This is a better way to adjust on Thranduil's size, it's been a while since they haven't make love due to the hectic schedule.

Y/N's moans were enough to make the Elven King's erection grew. Thranduil pulled out his three fingers out and work himself to take off his slocks. The taller elf decided to stay Y/N on her lingerie, it helps him to release a great orgasm just by seeing his wife on those.

The elleth made a perfect shaped 'O' on her mouth once she felt Thranduil's whole shaft was burried deeply inside of her. Along with the prolonged moan, Thranduil cannot help but groaned under pleasure.

There he start pumping in and out, furiously adding speed to his thrust as they shared a couple of moan and groan responses.

Y/N's left hand was cuffe by Thranduil's gripped, while her other one was on his nape to pull into a kiss while Thranduil's busy thrusting on her. His hands tightly held the cupboard, giving him guidance to move further and pleasurable. Their skin's sound helps them to reach their climax, together with their greedy moans and heated touches. Y/N shut her eyes tightly, burrying her nails into Thranduil's shoulder as she release an orgasm.

The Elven King was almost at the edge as well, thrusting the same speed until his orgasm followed.

He collapsed beside his exhausted wife, as Y/N pull the thick blankets to cover their naked bodies. There they stood for a while, catching their normal breaths came back as their eyes were getting heavy. But before Thranduil could drift off to sleep, he kissed Y/N's forhead and whispered something.

"I want to see you more often with lingeries."

A/N:

Sorry for the inconvience, but here is my another update!

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