18+ ⁞ some thoughts on legolas being inexperienced
tags. f!reader ◞ smut
an eruption of need to touch you everywhere, yet there’s a foreign kind of hesitancy that tingles in his fingers.
he handles you like glass at first, a quiet fear that shows in his movements and tense muscles. the timbre of his voice coated with an unnatural breathlessness as he meets your eyes, “may i touch you here?”
fingers ghosting your skin, intent to map every detail of your body to memory.
his emboldened smile when you bite your lip and buck your hips into his hand. a new shade of lust darkening his eyes upon the realization of how needy you can be for him. your pleading eyes asking for more, an eager nod when his hand dips lower, when he asks, “and may i touch you…here?”
he’s a quick learner. a testament to his heightened senses, he observes you with a keen intensity—the sounds of pleasure, an urgency in your breath, a constellation of goosebumps scattered across quivering thighs. he gains a fluency akin to second nature.
and then there’s the crumbling of his careful composure, like a snap of his bowstring, when you touch him . . .
















