Title & Chapter Number: The Royal Pet 1/?
Author(s): - Author's Index
Website: Of Elves and Men
Fandom: Tolkien
Rating: NC-17
Disclaimer: This is fiction, I don't own the characters except for Felicity. I do not profit from their use.
Warnings: Femslash, Het
Betas: None
Cast: Felicity (OCFem), Lord Celeborn, Lady Galadriel
Timeline: Before the Fellowship visits.
Spoilers: None
Summary: Lord Celeborn and his Lady enjoy his lovely pet.
Notes: This one is for Robin.
Felicity knew there was some sort of enchantment involved that made her forget everything that had happened to her before she came to live in Lothlorien and before she came to belong to Celeborn. She had no memories before being in his house and in his bed. He had taught her to please him and to please his Lady. In doing so, she found that she was always well pleased herself.
She had her own little bed in a small alcove in the master suite. She slept there when her Master did not require her in his bed. She really preferred to sleep in the large bed with the elf lord and his wife.
Felicity was happy tonight. She would be sharing her master's bed. He was the most beautiful elf in Lothlorien. And he was kind to her. And she lived to please him. She dressed in a white gown of the thinnest elven silk with nothing beneath but her ripe, young body. She brushed her chestnut brown hair until it shone. Celeborn loved to tangle his hands in her long tresses as he pushed himself into her mouth.
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"My lord, I would share your bed tonight. And I would like it if your pretty pet joined us also."
Although nothing showed in his face, excitement shot through Celeborn. His wife and his pet together were his erotic dream come true. He loved nothing better than looking down and seeing his blonde lady and his brunette pet licking and touching him.
"As you wish, my dear," was his dispassionate answer. He slid a hand under her white robe and touched her bare leg as they sat and awaited news from the borders. Galadriel was not an emotional elf, but then elves by their nature were not given to great displays. His wife was more suited to a life with other females, she always had been, and he stayed with her out of loyalty as much as anything else. That and he loved her. He was hopelessly, helplessly in love with his wife.
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He was aroused when he came to his rooms. Felicity watched him come inside and close the door. He looked around for her. She stepped into the center of the room and bowed to him. Her eyes were dark with need already. He looked at her dark nipples through the transparent white silk and then his eyes slid lower to the dark curls at the juncture of her thighs. He stepped closer to her and grabbed her dress by the neckline, rending it into two halves and exposing her naked body to his heated view.
Felicity felt a thrill run through her at his gaze. She didn't move, waiting for Galadriel, who opened the door and walked into the room just as the dress was torn. Celeborn watched as his wife walked up to the pretty human and cupped a full breast in her hand. Felicity shivered in delight as the blond she elf leaned down to gently suck at her nipple. She didn't take her eyes from Celeborn, who watched them with his lips parted slightly and his eyes wide open. Galadriel slipped the dress from the girl's shoulders and walked around her slowly, touching her skin here and there, smiling at her.
"She is as beautiful as she was the day I gave her to you, my darling." She paused and kissed Felicity.
Felicity watched as her master slipped his robes off, layer after layer, exposing his tall, lean body to both of them. Her gaze moved down to his penis. He was erect already, had been for quite a while, actually, but she didn't know that. He slid his hand down to touch himself as he motioned them toward the huge bed in the corner of the room. Felicity undressed the Lady as Celeborn watched. When Galadriel was naked, the three of them moved up onto the bed, Celeborn moving up against the headboard while his wife and his pet embraced and kissed.
Felicity and Galadriel both began to crawl up the bed toward Celeborn, one on either side. They paused at his knees and pulled his legs open, exposing him completely. Felicity licked the insides of his thighs as the Lady began to lick the dark twin sacs that rested below his cock. He had one hand on a blonde head and the other on Felicity's dark one. Felicity kissed her way up to meet Galadriel's mouth at the base of his cock. They kissed, tongues plunging deep into each others' mouths as their hands wandered over each other.
For a few minutes, the elf lord was forgotten as hands and mouths busied one another with smooth skin and soft curves. Galadriel lay back against her husband's leg as the pretty human girl suckled at each of her nipples. Not even Celeborn brought her pleasure like another female could. She suspected her husband knew this just as she knew the human girl preferred her husband's caresses to her own. She smiled at Celeborn's hiss as the human girl kissed down her belly and parted her legs. He couldn't keep his hands from himself as Felicity's tongue found the elf woman's sensitive clitoris. She closed her eyes and enjoyed the pleasure as slender fingers slipped inside her, scissoring, forgetting about everything but those fingers as pleasure rippled through her.
Celeborn had waited as long as he was going to. He pulled Felicity up into his lap and kissed his wife's juices from her lips as Galadriel rolled over and took him into her mouth. He fondled Felicity's heavy breasts as he slipped a hand between her thighs to cup her mound, slipping his middle finger into her wet folds, finding her hard little clit and touching it gently. She whimpered.
"I want you to ride me, my sweet little one." Felicity trembled as he lifted her up and as Galadriel guided him into her. She sat facing him, looking into those bottomless blue eyes. Felicity didn't know when she had come to love her master so much, she only knew that she did. She screamed his name as she always did when she came, the only times she ever said his name. He moved her so she lay beside his wife then he moved between Galadriel's silken thighs, slipping into her as she wrapped her long legs around him. He found his release, crying out his pleasure as Felicity caressed and kissed the smooth muscles of his strong back.
It is said the elves do not sleep but Felicity knew it was not true as she lay in the big bed with her master curled up behind her and his beautiful wife in front of her, both of them sleeping like tired children as Felicity sighed in contentment.
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