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𝐈𝐓 𝐈𝐒 𝐒𝐓𝐈𝐋𝐋 𝐘𝐎𝐔

— 𝐅𝐄𝐀𝐒𝐓 𝐎𝐅 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐑𝐋𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐓 is nearby, elves from different places were invited to come over in the Mirkwood to celebrate the festival with the Elven King, Thranduil. Sitting on his throne lonely, the King himself met a lot of troupes including King Elrond, Lady Galadriel along with her husband King Celeborn and others came from the South. He is quiet beyond joyful about the festively celebration, meeting a lot of early visitors and accompany him from the last few days.

Later that evening, Thranduil and Elrond we're having a great discussion about the activities that'll be held during the festivities.

"Feast is the highlight of the festival, Elrond. Dishes that you might like will be on the longest table." Thranduil said, recieving a light chuckle from the other king.

"You're quiet indeed," Elrond said with his manly voice."Perhaps I would love to bring those at my homeland."

Thranduil was about to speak something when he's interrupted by a feminine voice behind him. He turned around, facing none other than Y/N Luvrye, the daughter of Ailwin and the guardian of the Forbidden Forest of Hogwarts. As always, Thranduil was mezmerized by the beauty of Y/N who smiled at him sweetly. His blue eyes glued on the powerful features of Y/N's face that could bewitched him.

Y/N faced the other king instead, bowed her head gently with a smile."Greetings, my Lord Elrond."

"Pleasure to meet you, Y/N Luvrye." Elrond said, taking a glance to the other king who's eyes were still fixed on the woman."If you both may excuse me, I have some important things to do."

Elrond bowed himself once again to the presence of the two as he left Thranduil with Y/N for a while.

The Luvrye princess turn her head to face Thranduil."Y/N, your arrival wasn't in my expectations tonight."

"Lysanthir decided to come here as soon as possible." Y/N replied causing Thranduil took a deep breath.

Hearing Y/N's husband name is one of the things he dislike the most, more likely never want to hear it. His eyes raggidly stare at the elf man who entered himself at the Elven King's chamber, smiling ears to ears as he approached the two. Lysanthir wrap his arms around his wife's waist, recieving a deadly glare coming from Thranduil. He take a look at the woman elf who avoided his gaze, leaving him raging at the man who obviously making him feel jealous.

"Thranduil."

"Lysanthir."

The Woodland Realm king coldly replied to the greetings from Lysanthir who's wearing the triumph smile across his face. The excitement Thranduil felt the moment Y/N stepped inside his chamber was now replaced by anger when he saw the presence of his enemy. The room was now in silence, awkwardly exchanging looks without saying a word.

"The available of unoccupied chambers were downstairs, Kymil will guide your way." Thranduil ordered, breaking the silence between them.

He turn back to serve himself some red wine on the wooden well carved nighstand. Footsteps tells the Thranduil that they already left the place. Unfortunately, Y/N's presence was still in there, breathing heavily of what caused the terrible tension between her husband and Thranduil.

"We came here to cause no troubles, Thranduil." The King turn around to face the pale skin of Y/N.

He didn't reply instead he grab the other wine glass and hand it over to Y/N, who gladly took the offer as they both take a sip of their drinks.

"Tell me, Y/N, why Lysanthir?" He started off, walking down the place while Y/N stood silently.

The Luvrye princess smiled."Because he's kind, Thranduil."

The Elven King smirked, looking straight to Y/N's eyes."Kind more than me?" He asked.

"Both of you were kind, don't start the comparison between you and Lysanthir."

"Do you love him?"

Y/N stopped at the sudden question of the king. She lift her head, walk slowly to approach Thranduil, seeing his blue eyes were now calmer than before. It was like begging for an opposite answer, giving her a sympathetic look as she cupped his cheeks that Thranduil immediately hold it tight immediately. He closed his eyes, treasuring the touch of the woman he loved. The woman who introduced him to a wonderful life that is full of hope and faith. He saw many things in this woman that no other people could beat.

"..please tell me you don't love him."

Y/N took a deep breathe, closed her eyes as well and collide their foreheads as a sad sighed escaped from their mouths. They are suffering. Thranduil knew loving a married elf is forbidden, but his love for this woman will never change. The king cupped her cheeks gently, open their eyes in unison to met each other's senses. Y/N could not believe she's looking so close to the warmest color of the eyes among the elves she met, those blue eyes that lessen her sorrows, those blue eyes tells how attentively Thranduil look at her full of affection. The blue eyes that brought her in a honest way, feelings revealed are true.

Thranduil is the only Elven King she loves the most.

"Make love to me," Y/N whispered causing Thranduil look deeply into her eyes."Prove to me that you loved me, Thranduil."

A smile suddenly formed into his lips, something that hasn't been seen in a while from the Elven King's lips. Even Thranduil himself only knew that Y/N's presence can build a smile on his face.

"I love you, Y/N. More than anything," Thranduil breathe,"more than life."

Y/N pulled him to a restfulness kiss, feel each others softness is the only way to make the end the aches at peace. Thranduil confidently responded to the kiss, adding more tension to the sensation. They didn't stop, they stood their while exploring each others mouth, battling against dominance. Thranduil let them to the nearest wall, pinning Y/N against it that caused her to open her mouth in a moan. The taller elf smoothly enter his tongue, kisses went to aggresiveness yet the passion was still present. Y/N miss this, she missed his touch, his warmth, his voice, his presence, everything related to Thranduil made her really alive and lost at the same time.

Y/N pulled out from the kiss, heavy breathes were the only sound that they can hear in this chamber. Minutes had past and they found themselves stripping each others cloak, leaving the both of them naked.

"What about Lysanthir?"

Even though Thranduil hated the elf, he still respect Y/N and Lysanthir's marriage.

"What about him." Y/N stated, pulling his nape to connect their lips once more.

This is not the first time they did with Lysanthir out of sight, it happened so many times. Y/N was aware that once her husband finds out that she's having an affair with his immortal enemy, world will crush down. But she can't no longer lie to herself, living in an environment without the love of her life is useless. Because of her father, her dreams were ruined.

Thranduil place himself at the top of her. The purity of love can be seen in each others eyes, breathing heavily as Thranduil slowly spread his lover's legs wide open causing Y/N to let out a greedy moan.

"Do you miss this?"

He slowly plant soft kisses around Y/N's neck, down to her collarbone and right above her chest.

Y/N moaned softly."Yes, my king, yes.."

Thranduil smiled, tracing lines in different motions down to the exposed skin of Y/N.

"Do you miss my touch, princess?"

The sound of husky from Thranduil's voice makes Y/N's folds soaked. Y/N shut her eyes, bite her bottom lip as she nodded for an answer.

"I would take that as a 'no' for an answer. I need you to speak."

"Thranduil, enough with this."

The king smirked, watching how the woman beneath him is being pleasured without trying so hard. He continued to trace some lines at the bare skin of Y/N's thighs, leaning closer against the soft skin then exhales. He exactly know how it drives Y/N crazy by doing that.

"If you won't speak, you'll suffer from teasing."

Y/N whimpered, feeling the touch of the king at her inner thighs. With a short period of time, Thranduil finally let himself touch the soaked centre of Y/N, causing the she elf moaned softly under her breathe. Time by time, they gained arousal just by seeing each other pleasured. Every now and then, Y/N will be always amused on how Thranduil take care of her while they're making love. He knew how to take care of a woman, including herself as a lucky one to have Thranduil's loyalty of love.

"Beg." Y/N opened her eyes to see Thranduil laying at the top of her. Heated bodies were inched closer to each other while the Elven king locked his eyes on the woman.

"Thranduil-"

"I said Beg." He said once again, causing the woman inhaled deeply.

"Please.. make love to me, my King."

Thranduil wore his famous smirk that made Y/N even more in love. The Elven King positioned himself, grabbing Y/N's legs as his other hand was on the cupboard of his own bed.

"More."

Thranduil groaned, his erection is absolutely ready to get inside of Y/N.

"I've missed you."

"You missed me? How?"

Thranduil hold his member, position it to the entrance of her lover's center. Y/N felt the tip of Thranduil's head, causing her to moan a bit louder and shut her eyes.

"Tell me, how much did you miss me?"

"I've missed you so much, Thranduil. I missed the way we make love and the way you leave touches on my body- Ooooh!"

Y/N didn't have much time to finish her words when she felt Thranduil slide his whole shaft inside of her. Thranduil didn't waste any time, he thrusted in a slow pace first while holding Y/N's legs to hold still. The movement is perfect, the sound of their skin is satisfying, the feeling is beyond pleasure. Thranduil brought his lover to a paradise were Love and Lust are the only sensation.

Y/N is uncontrollably moaning through the room, echoes can be heard and the tension can be felt.

Thranduil's white hair were falling down to his shoulder like a waterfall while he continue thrusting more deeper to Y/N. They love doing it, they love fulfilling each others desire, they love to break the vows of marriage because true feelings cannot be left on seen.

Thranduil moved his hips even faster than before, groaning at the pleasures he's recieving. Y/N whimpered every time the king hits the right spot.

The only reason why Y/N couldn't abandon her feelings towards Thranduil is because she got treated in a good and truthful way. Unlike to Lysanthir, who only loves her when he only feels like. Making love with him is more different than Lysanthir.

"Do you love me, Y/N?"

Thranduil asked between his heavy breathes, continue to keep still his pace while thrusting deeper in Y/N's centre.

"I love you, Thranduil."

Y/N choked a moan, feeling her throat is dry due to the non stop moans escaping from her mouth. She wrapped her legs around Thranduil's hips as he keep on thrusting faster. All they could hear from this room are their moans, answering each other with a greedy moans and sometimes a louder groans.

"I love you too, Y/N."

Thranduil hides his face at the sweaty neck of Y/N, feeling that he's almost at the edge. Y/N tightened her walls that wrapped around Thranduil's shaft that leads her to a satisfying orgasm. Y/N tilt her head and arch her back as her fluids came out from her centre. Thranduil fasten his pace, feeling himself so close as well.

"Please, help me to release." Thranduil whispered under his breathe.

Y/N flip them over so she could sit on his lap without removing the shaft that was burried on her hole. Thranduil's hair was now messy, just like at Y/N so slowly moved her hips.

"Fuck.." Thranduil threw his head off at the cupboard once Y/N moved, placing his hands on her hips as she ride the king aggressively.

Y/N hold onto his shoulders for guidance, start pumping in and out from Thranduil's shaft. They exchanged looks and groans, each time it grew louder that someone could hear them. They stood on that position, feeling how close Thranduil will release his orgasm.

"I'm so close.." Thranduil moaned, pulling the she elf into a kiss and their lips moved passionately.

Thranduil deepen his grip at the sweaty thighs of Y/N as he released inside. They are now uncontrollably breathing then shared a chuckle afterwards. Y/N collapsed on Thranduil's chest as they shared a few hours laying down on the messy bed.

Thranduil was surprised to feel small fingers cupped his face, looking down at Y/N who gave him an exhausted smile.

"It is still you that I love."

A/N:

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