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You were absolutely livid.
How dare that man tell you that you couldn't sail with them to Middle Earth, when your Queen Regent had commanded it! Not only was he being completely unreasonable, but you knew you had the skill it took to fight in battle and come out victorious. It was true that you were a woman, but you had proven yourself time and time again when it came to being able to fight.
Even Galadriel herself had tested your prowess for battle and had not found you to be lacking in your abilities, such as they were. So to have the Captain tell you that you weren't allowed to go was a blow you had not been anticipating. It wounded your pride as a warrior, to be told that you could not go when your desire had been so clear.
“I will not sit idly by while the rest of you go to battle!” Your voice trembled with barely contained rage as you glared at the man across from you.
“You will do as you have been told to do, and there will be no further discussion on the matter.” Elendil said back just as firmly, though without raising his voice as you had done.
The calmness he spoke with only served to further rile your temper as you looked at him, clenching your hands into fists at your sides. He'd never before been so firm in something like this, but then you'd never demanded to sail to a new land into the heat of battle either. You trusted the Captain with your life, but this was one thing you couldn't just stand aside and be complacent to stay home and wait for them to all return.
“With all due respect Captain, I am not staying behind while the rest of you sail to Middle Earth to battle this coming darkness! You can't make me stay here!” It was another shout at him, and your last as you started toward the harbor.
Faster than you expected, Elendil stepped into your path and dipped down, lifting you up onto his shoulder with ease. You yelped at the sudden manhandling as he wrapped an arm around your legs and started to carry you off in the opposite direction. It was absolutely humiliating, not to mention demeaning and only served to further stoke your ire with him.
“Put me down this instant! Elendil!”
“Quiet down woman, we're going to talk and you will see reason.” He commented back as he continued his way through the streets, much to the amusement of the townsfolk.
True to his word, he didn't stop or put you down until he reached his home, stepping side and turning to close the door before putting you down. He latched it behind the two of you and then pressed you against the door with one hand on either side of your head. It was enough to keep you quiet as you gazed up at your Captain with wide eyes, unsure what was going on here.
Elendil had taught you from the very beginning, instructing you on how to use a sword, how to fight like a woman of Numenor. Had been there through all of the trials you had faced to get to where you are, but never had he been this close without a reason. The very tenseness of the situation kept your mouth closed as you stood silently gazing up at him with questioning eyes. Waiting to see what it was he wanted to say that drove him to this.
“Have you no idea why I refuse to allow you to go to war? Have I been that remiss in all of my actions that you do not know?” He asked quietly as one of his hands lifted to gently stroke through your hair, causing your face to flush at the gentleness of the action.
“Please...my Captain, enlighten me of that which you speak.” Your voice wavered a little despite your best effort to keep it as steady as possible.
“Your Captain? You say that and yet you claim you have no knowledge of why I forbid you to sail with us? Tell me again you do not know.”
Swallowing thickly, you held his gaze as you turned your head into his touch, “Are you saying that you have feelings for me, Captain? That you have had feelings for me for some time?”
“Is that really so hard to believe? You're young and beautiful, as good a warrior as any of my men, how could I not be snared by you?” Elendil questioned with a half laugh as he stroked your cheek with affection and tenderness that you hadn't known him capable of.
“I am half your age, what would you want with me that you could not find in another woman?” You whispered back to him, half dreading hearing the answer that you thought he might give even though he had all but confessed his feelings.
Elendil cupped your cheek and lifted your head to meet your gaze more firmly, “The heart chooses who it will, and mine has chosen you. What more could a man want in a woman than what you are?”
“Show me your devotion, my Captain...show me your desire for me.” The words came out softly, almost as if you were afraid to say them, afraid even now that he would take back the things he had said.
You had pined for him in the darkest hours of the night where no one would know your feelings for the older man. A woman would have to be blind not to notice him, to see the good man that he was. It was no different for you, and you had yearned for him in a way you hadn't known was even possible to yearn for a man. And now you were stood there gazing up at him, knowing that he felt the same yearning for you, something you had never dared to hope.
“If that is truly what my lady wishes, then ask me with your kiss.”
There was a long moment before you finally moved and leaned up to press your lips to his, lifting your hands up to thread your fingers through his long hair. It was something you had never thought you would get to feel, his warm lips against your own and the feel of his hair between your fingers. But Elendil wasn't idle once you kissed him, his hands slid down to your waist, pulling you in against him as he kissed back.
You moaned against your Captain's lips as he held you tight against him, clutching desperately at him as he deepened the kiss. It was all hot and wet, and the most erotic thing you'd ever felt before, turning your blood into liquid fire that pooled low in your belly. Every inch of your body wanted this man in front of you in a way you'd never wanted a man before him. There had been no time in your life for idle fumblings with the local boys, Elendil would be the first man to ever touch you like this.
Somehow that thought made it even hotter for you as you pulled at his over-tunic, desperately trying to take it off of him but loathe to move from his lips. He relinquished his hold on you long enough to undo the bindings before breaking the kiss to pull it off over his head. Then he was on you again, pressing you hard against the door at your back as his hands cupped your breasts this time. Thumbs rolled over your peaked nipples and you moaned for him as your body responded to his touches.
His hands squeezed your breasts gently before sliding down your sides to your hips where he started to tug your skirts up. Part of you knew you should probably stop him, you were unmarried and if this continued no other man would have you. Though that gave your mind pause, you knew you didn't want another man after him, he was the one you wanted.
So you let him pull your skirts up around your hips, baring yourself to him as you trembled at the feel of the air against your most sensitive area. Elendil moved his lips from yours and gazed down at you as he reached down and softly stroked over the lips of your pussy that were already wet with your arousal. A soft sound left you and you canted your hips toward his touch, but he would not be rushed in his touches no matter how much you wanted him to.
His fingers spread you gently and then dipped deeper to slip two of them just inside, “Tell me if I hurt you, I do not wish to cause you pain.”
You nodded back to him as his fingers slipped deeper, pulling another moan from you as he stretched your tender walls for his intrusion. As his fingers slid deeper still, you clutched at his shirt, feeling that twinge of discomfort that came from never having been touched like this before. He saw that look in your eyes and eased his touch even more, sliding his fingers back so that he wasn't reaching so deeply.
“You have never lain with a man, have you little one?” His fingers stroked softly in and out as he asked his question, never delving too deeply but only causing that fire inside you to burn hotter.
“No, only you, my Captain. Only you!” You gasped out as his thumb lifted up to circle your clit with precise movements that sent tiny shockwaves of pleasure through you.
That was all the answer he needed before he pulled his hand away and then lifted you up to carry you to his room. Placing you down on your feet again, he lifted your dress up and then off over your head to drop it to the side, forgotten. Guiding you backward, he helped you onto the bed before kneeling between your spread knees, causing you to blush as you gazed down at him. His sea-blue eyes gazed back before he leaned in to kiss the tender skin of your inner thighs, his beard rubbing pleasantly as he moved.
His kisses moved up further, spreading a trail of warmth right to your core as your breathing increased in speed. This was so sinful, even more so when his lips touched your pussy, your hips lifting up against his mouth against your will. He gave soft kitten licks that gently parted your lips so that he could taste deeper. It felt so good but so new and foreign, something you knew you shouldn't be enjoying but unable to stop yourself from moaning for him.
Elendil hummed as he licked deeper still, swiping over your clit and then withdrawing to circle around the sensitive nub. Your hands flew down to tangle in his hair, keeping him pulled close against you as you lifted your hips up in search for more. It caused him to laugh softly before he focused his attention on your clit with quick swipes of his tongue that had you moaning for him all over again.
“Elendil! My Captain please! Please, I need!” You cried out as his hands gripped your upper thighs to keep you still while he worked his mouth against you expertly.
There was no reprieve from his mouth, nor did you want one as he continued his licks against your clit, holding you firmly in place for his pleasure and your own. It was only when his lips closed around your clit and he suckled gently that your entire world shattered with a cry of pleasure. Your back arched and your hands tugged hard on his hair, earning a groan from him as your orgasm consumed every fiber of your being. The pleasure was blinding and he kept up his licks to prolong that pleasure as long as possible, to give you every last scrap of it that he could.
It was only when the twinges of over-sensitivity started that you whined desperately and tried to push him away, thankful when he finally relented and drew back. You were shaking beneath him, body flushed with pleasure as you lay there still so open to anything he wanted with you. Almost stunned in the wake of your first orgasm that hadn't come on your own fingers, but also embarrassed at how you'd been so wanton with him. But the look in his eyes was all satisfaction, pleased with the fact that he had made you come undone for him so beautifully.
“Your taste is sweet, little one. Do you think you can handle more, or shall I stop?” He asked as he stroked your legs gently, giving you the option of not continuing, to preserve your innocence.
“I want you...please.” You reached for him then and he rose up from the floor, unfastening his belt and dropping it before pulling his tunic off over his head to leave him bare from the waist up.
Gods but he was glorious to look at and your hands itched to touch him, to feel that warm, firm skin beneath them. And he didn't keep you waiting as he crawled onto the bed and lowered himself into your embrace before pressing his lips to yours. You could taste yourself in his kiss and it made your face burn in embarrassment, even though you kissed him back with as much passion as you could.
One of his hands slid between the two of you to unlace his trousers and you felt him hot and hard against your inner thigh, bigger than you expected. Not that you had anything to compare him to, but he felt so big and you wondered how he would ever fit inside you. Though he didn't give you time to contemplate further, almost as though he knew your thoughts and wanted to keep you from becoming too apprehensive. Elendil shifted and then slid inside you in one firm, smooth motion that tore through your hymen and pulled a cry from you at the burning pain that came with it.
“Shhh, I know it hurts my little one. It will pass soon, and I am sorry.” He soothed with soft kisses along your face and back down to your lips that you were eager to accept.
Anything to take your mind off of the pain and the strange feeling of him so deep inside you, hot and hard, and so very new for you. But beneath the pain, there was also elation and pleasure at the fact that he had chosen you, that he wanted you, that the two of you were connected so intimately now. Your arms wound around his broad shoulders as you shared a kiss with him, feeling him reach down to gently press your legs wider, urging you to open for him. It was something you did without thought, following his silent commands as he repositioned your body to help ease the ache you felt.
Once he had you where he wanted you, he started to rock his hips gently into yours, barely drawing out before slipping back inside again. It still burned, but where there had been pain there was also now pleasure as the burning started to ease with each of his movements. His hand reached between your legs then to circle his fingers around your clit, bringing even more pleasure that helped to further ease your aches.
Lifting his lips away from yours, he met your gaze as he started longer strokes that made you gasp at the feel of him sliding out and then back inside your body. Each push back inside stretched against your tender walls, but built that pleasure higher and you clung to him desperately. This was different than his mouth and fingers had been, the pleasure was different and it was building quickly under his care. He groaned when you tipped your hips up, letting him slide deep, until his hips met yours, his body tense as he was the one to tremble now.
“Hold tight to me little one, if I hurt you please tell me, but I cannot wait any longer.” It was his only warning before his hands gripped your hips and tilted them up before he started to trust deep and firm.
Your cries filled the room then, joining the sound of flesh meeting flesh as he set a quick pace that had your body writhing beneath his. Every time he sank deep he touched a place that made stars explode behind your eyes and you chased that feeling, wanting more of it. And more he gave as he continued his pace, harsh breaths escaping him as he took your willing body with his own.
“I love you! Elendil I love you!” You cried out as your nails dug into his back as an unexpected orgasm crashed through you with the ferocity of the sea itself.
Your Captain never stopped though, if anything he made his thrusts firmer as he rode you through your orgasm and worked you toward another one. His eyes were stormy as he looked down at you, his hands lifting your hips to meet his every thrust, now pausing to grind deep and caress that spot inside you. Tears pricked your eyes as you held him, not sure if you could handle another orgasm because of how sensitive your body already was. But Elendil was determined as he kept moving, pushing that pleasure higher and higher inside you expertly.
When it finally burst a few thrusts later, your cry broke into a soundless scream as you shattered beneath him and he groaned low in his throat. His movements continued strong and deep for another couple of thrusts before he seated himself deep and gasped out your name as you felt warmth bloom in your belly. He ground his hips into yours with each pulse of his cock before finally emptying everything he had into your waiting body. It was only when he was finished that he slowly slid out of you, glancing down to watch his pearly cum drip out of you with a satisfied look on his face.
“I love you little one, I have for some time.” Finally came his reply to your earlier words as he moved to lay at your side, softly stroking your lower belly with one of his large hands.
“That is why I wish for you to stay here, to wait for my return and welcome me home like a king.” Your eyes met and you blushed hard under his gaze before finally nodding your agreement to his wishes.
Now you understood why he wanted you to stay, and it was easier to accept because his reasoning was wanting to have something to come back to. Reaching out, you lightly stroked his cheek and he turned his head into the gentle touch with a smile that lit up his entire face. Turning his head more he kissed your palm before leaning down to press a soft kiss against your lips that you returned just as softly.
“Then I will wait for you, my Captain. For as long as it takes.” The words came as soon as the kiss was broken, breathed against his lips as his forehead rested against yours.
“Perhaps you will not be alone when I return.” Elendil said pointedly as his hand splayed over your belly protectively, once again causing you to blush at his words.
“Is that a wise thing, my Captain? To have me with child if a war is to start?” His stormy blue eyes met yours and he considered it for a moment before giving a reassuring smile to you.
“We only have now, little one. If you are meant to carry my child, then you will. And if not, then I am happy to try again upon my return. But for now rest in my arms, I want to hold you for as long as I may before I must leave.” Was his reply as he helped you turn onto your side with your back to his chest, wrapping his arms around you to keep you close against him.