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TEMPTATION

— THE FEAST OF STARLIGHT went fantastically, with the orchestra playing lively music as the elves gathered around the center of the venue. Thranduil's people made sure they had the finest collected liqours through the bottom of the palace, in the cellars to be exact. On the other hand, the Elven King is one of the people who did not seem to be enjoying the feast. His eyes drown with boredom, eyeing every guests of his own party having their best time. There are some other visitors who went to talk to him, but none of them caught the King's interest to stay with the conversation. Without anything else better to do, Thranduil found himself being served of liqour, chose the strongest beverage of their own. Thranduil can not help it, there's nothing he could do in this feast. He couldn't let his guest wander around in this palace without his presence. So with the help of his expensive alcohol, he was occupied through out the night.

Somehow the Elven King was being watched by someone in this room.

Thranduil's changed of behavior was visible to some of his guest, including this one who's been keeping her eye on the Elven King. She even watch every move, every drop of the liquid that has a huge effect on Thranduil.

Helena nudged her companion, watching Y/N very closely on how she's stalking the King's move like its prey.

"Don't you just stand there! Address this glasses to the last table over there, quick!"

In an instant, Y/N took off her eyes to Thranduil as his eyes landed on her direction. Thanking Helena mentally, she grab the tray of wine glasses and deliver it immediately to the guest's last table. Through her way in the venue, Y/N couldn't take off her eyes again on Thranduil who took his one last gulp of liqour; drank the liquid that burn his throat. Y/N attentively watched how Thranduil's throat slowed down, causing her to open her mouth a bit to see the lustful movement of his adam's apple.

All of a sudden, Y/N found herself embarrased in the middle of the feast. Broken glass spilled everywhere onto the marble floor, red expensive wine was all over the ground as everyone's eyes, including Thranduil's, are on her direction. Y/N's cheeks heated up, causing her to avoid such an eye contact with important elves around her. Quickly, she bend over and pick up the broken pieces one by one back on the tray. Y/N bumped into a chair without noticing it, causing her to balance her weight as the tray of red wine was out of her arms.

"Watch where you're going, maiden." One of the guest smirked, taking a sip of his red wine on his glass.

Y/N lowered her head, escaping from the unpleasant glares from the guests.

"Forgive me for my clumsiness, I'll clean it up immediately."

"You better should be."

With a cold stern voice heard from behind made every strand of Y/N's hair come to an end. Her breathing became heavy, her palms were sweating as she picked up those sharp pieces on the floor with her hand shaking in fear.

A one particular voice that Y/N could not be mistaken. Without looking behind, his own feet dragged himself infront of the poor maiden on her knees on the floor.

"I-I'm sorry, My Lord. It was just a-an accident." Y/N whispered, couldn't find a better source of courage to speak up.

"Pathetic! Exit yourself in this venue!"

In a quick pace, Y/N stand on her own foot and make her way out through the venue. A tear fell suddenly on her eyes, her vision started to get blurry because of the tear formed on her eyes. Thranduil made it worst, catching more attention to the incident instead of just letting it cleaned up without embarrasing her. Y/N keep running away from the feast until she found herself sobbing in the dungeons' staircase. It is where she find calmness when storm came to destroy her mentally. In the end, Y/N took a deep breathe and stopped from crying. No one else was there to comfort her, it was just herself, alone.

Y/N was about to stand up when two elves are on their way downstairs, stop at where they stood and look at Y/N.

"You don't have to look. It is miserable, indeed."

"It is beyond miserable, I guess." One of the servants exclaimed, causing Y/N to gave them a small smile.

"Actually where are to inform you that King Thranduil ordered to bring your presence."

Nervously, the she elf take a few steps upstairs while wearing the curiosity on her face.

"The King wants to see me? May I ask what's the reason?"

They shook their heads in unison."It is you and the King's business to know the reason."

Suprisingly, the she elf finally joined the two elves to walk upstairs. Confusion started to frighten her, unsure about the King's order. Y/N thought it would be wiser to keep a distance with Thranduil, to avoid being noticed or punished. It is propably because Y/N did something that the King doesn't want to see. Through out the hallway up to the highest places of this palace, Y/N was already used to see the elves at her level are being punished by the King's order. In her previous years, Y/N's preparation on reclaiming her mistakes are difficult. Because there are certain punishments she will recieve from Thranduil, worst punishments that a person could not imagine.

Finally they reached the private chamber of Thranduil. Two servants were guarding this part of area. They gave us an access to enter the breathtaking place. Y/N never been in this part of the castle, she was never given an order to wander such a beautiful room. Thranduil showed himself sitting on his throne, with a glass of red wine on his hand. Y/N saw him, a total ruin of her own thoughts. It became dark, terrifying and worst.

"You may now gow."

The two servants nod their heads and exit themselves. Y/N wish she could be with them but here she is, standing nervously infront of the King's presence.

There was a silence between them until Thranduil decided to break it.

"Give me another drink."

Thranduil ordered to the poor soul, handing her the goblet as Y/N immediately grab it. The Elven King was not himself anymore, acting a behavior that a King would not want his people to see it. His mind were poisoned with the beverage he's been drinking since the feast. Thranduil began to stare at the young woman at the nighstand, lowered down at her curves that were visible through the cloth she's wearing. Thranduil could not help but to admire the beauty of his maiden tonight. Lust covered his icy blue eyes, not taking his eyes off from the she elf turned to face him.

Y/N tightened her grip at the King's goblet once she met those burning eyes of Thranduil, looking straight at her direction.

"My Lord, is there something wrong?"

"Turn around."

"I'm sorry, what-"

"I said, turn around!"

Y/N instantly turn behind the King with her eyes wide open, uncontrollably breathing once she heard the King stood up.

"Are you aware on how you embarrased yourself on the venue?"

Thranduil whispered but making sure it was heard by the nervous she elf. Lips were curled in a lustful way as Thranduil make his way to Y/N.

The Elven King continued."You did not just embarrased yourself. But also me."

Eyes were in a complete shut when the smaller elf felt the presence of the taller one. Tension has been rising since the time Thranduil land his eyes on Y/N, heated has been increased as Thranduil place his hands at the top of Y/N, warmth can be felt through the heated palms of the King.

Y/N gulped nervously, heavy breathes can be felt through her neck as Thranduil lean on her ears.

"Face me."

A very low voice came from the King's lips sent shivers down Y/N's spine. There's no choice for her to back off from this moment, frightened of what might happened to her tonight. But on the other hand, Y/N hated to admit that, in fact, she's liking how Thranduil was seduced by her own natural powers.

Once the she elf finally turn around, she was met by those lustful eyes of Thranduil. Innocence from his blue eyes were nowhere to be found. Flames of fire can be seen through the eyes of the King. Y/N felt different kinds of butterflies were getting wild on her stomach, pleasured how Thranduil leaves a remarkable touch on her arms.

"Take off your clothes."

"My L-Lord?"

"You heard me Y/N. I said, take off your clothes."

It is Y/N's dream that one day, if everything was in a perfect time and place, she would confess her feelings towards Thranduil. Why is it so hard? There will be a lot of consequences to face when Y/N did that immediately. Y/N knew it would take hundreds of decades before it happened. If this really destined to happen and went perfectly fine, destiny said it.

Thranduil look very closely when the she elf began to unzip her upper cloth, slowly undressing herself infront of Thranduil. Y/N's cheeks heated up when she was finally topless, seeing how precisly the Elven King's reaction as he dropped his sight through her valley of breasts.

"Look at you, a very good girl to follow his King's order." Thranduil said under his breathe, making random lines with his long finger through the exposed skin of Y/N.

The taller elf snake his hand on Y/N's perfectly shaped curves, pulling her further as their faces were inched closer; breathes touching each other's faces.

In this case, Thranduil was already lost at Y/N's emerald eyes. His hands satisfied himself on how soft Y/N skin is. A smirked curled in Y/N's lips, snaking her hand through the robes of the Elven King. They're just staring into each others eyes, focusing their attention on how their hands automatically touches each others skin.

"Is this how you punish your people? Tell me, my Lord."

"Is it necessary for you to know?"

Y/N rolled her eyes, hands went down to the waistband of Thranduil's slocks causing him to take a deep breathe.

"Of course. Enlighten me, my King."

Y/N decided to play along with the foreplay, pressing her thighs at the erected member beneath those fabric. Thranduil could not help but to gulp, tighten his grip in Y/N's skin. His right hand went to grip the she elf's jaw, eyes narrowed through the tempting lips of Y/N. Without a second, he crashed his lips to her as Y/N responded quickly as possible. Thranduil could barely answer this time, summoned by the maiden's body as he deepened the kiss.

His lips skillfully bite her lower lips tightly, hearing a small whimper from Y/N as her lips were bitten aggressively.

"Should I answer? Or should I do it?"

Y/N finally collapsed her lips again together with Thranduil. They make their way to the king sized bed of the Elven King. Thranduil pushed the she elf hard as possible, dropping herself from the bed as she watched Thranduil remove his slocks.

Y/N bite her lips when Thranduil crawls at the top of her, kissing her neck immediately and find her weakest spot to leave a bloody mark in it. Y/N softly moans when she felt Thranduil's touched her inner thighs, making her to spread her legs and moved her hips.

"Now look who's greedy to feel me inside of herself."

"This is your fault." Y/N replied, pulled the King's nape as they make out passionately again.

Fighting for dominance, their tongue explore each others mouth. They moaned in unison when Thranduil felt how soaked Y/N down her centre and when Y/N felt a slightest touch from the taller elf at the top of her sensitive clitoris.

"Is this for me?"

"Who else could it be?"

They shared another sloppy kisses when Thranduil finally did his first move. He hold Y/N's waist tightly to position her on a comfortable way, spreading her legs apart as he place himself between Y/N's legs.

Y/N shut her eyes off, tilts her head on the left side when Thranduil finally entered his whole shaft. He gritted his teeth, groaned at the pleasures he's recieving to feel how tight Y/N is. They stood for a moment, patiently wait for the smaller elf to adjust at the nine inched shaft of the Elven King.

Thranduil began to slowly move his hips, planting soft kisses on Y/N's bare chest when he heard a sob from Y/N. He was alarmed and stop immediately to face the she elf's shut eyes.

Thranduil couldn't help but chuckle, kissing her lips gently. Y/N open her eyes to see those mesmerizing eyes of Thranduil, blues and grays were dancing on its lustful gaze.

"It is indeed painful but it will be replaced by pleasure, I assure you."

Y/N take a deep breathe, nodding her head desperately as Thranduil gave him another peck.

"Just be careful."

The Elven King started to rock his hip slowly, carefully watching Y/N's reaction.

"You're beautiful, just in case nobody has ever tell you this night."

Y/N smiled genuinely, placing her hands to Thranduil's muscles.

"You're just, fuck-" Y/N was cutted on a sudden pleasure she felt when Thranduil began to fasten his speed a little.

"Am I what?"

"You're just drunk. That's why you're telling me this."

Y/N managed to finished her words between her greedy moans, closing her eyes.

"I wasn't able to organize the words I say when I'm drunk, but most of them are true."

Thranduil groaned, feeling more pleasured by the sound of Y/N's moans as it was like a music on his ears. Y/N couldn't help but smile, biting her lips when it is already replaced a pleasure.

"More."

The Elven King grinned, slowly placing soft kisses on her breast while rocking his hips.

"I can't hear you, my Lady."

Moans were escaped through Y/N's mouth because of how sexy Thranduil's voice is and how pleasure was given to her at the same time. Words can't be heard from Y/N's lips, too occupied with sensual tension to speak. Y/N licked her lips, legs were spread apart as her head was tilted on the other side.

"More, please. More!"

Begging for more, Thranduil groaned as he hold Y/N's hips as he thrust hard enough to make the she elf hit her orgasm. Moans were a bit louder coming from their mouths.

Thranduil's other hand rest on the cupboard to support himself, moving faster than before as he feel that they're both on the edge. Y/N keep on moaning his name all over again to help him hit his orgasm as well. The taller elf prolonged a shaky moan as he tightened his grip through Y/N's thighs, reaching his climax while still thrusting inside of Y/N. Thranduil pushed further, only to find out that Y/N followed him on a great orgasm. Everything was messy, their hairs, the bed sheets and even their minds. Thranduil lie beside the she elf's body, relax themselves as their breathes came back to normal. There was a silence between them, not awkward, but a silence that comforts their awaken souls.

Y/N lift her head to see the Elven King's eyes were closed. She wanted to stay, but it is disrespectful for the King if she stayed through the night. Y/N doesn't have Thranduil's permission to sleep beside him. Even her eyes filled with exhaustion, Y/N managed to sat at the edge of the bed. Y/N took one more glance at the King's flawless face, glowing through the moonlight that gave shine. Y/N wasn't tasteless after all, choosing the right elf to fell in love with.

The she elf was about to pick up her dress when she felt someone grabbed her wrist, stopping her from going away.

A smile formed on her lips when she felt a familiar touch. The touch of Thranduil.

"Please, stay for the night."

He mumbled, eyes were still closed but his grip was tightly enough to make Y/! stay.

"Alright, I will."

A/N:

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