I have never written smut before but here it is, without plot.
Elendil has taken the mission to be your personal trainer, but his level of exercise is way above yours. He always pushes you to your limit, and it often ends with him on top of you, screaming your name as the sweat of both your bodies merge together.
You would often meet him here, by the beach, outside Armenelos. He didn’t want anyone to see you two training together, gossiping about the two of you. Plus, he liked to swim after your training sessions. You would sometimes join him, or some days you would simply catch your breath by the shore, watching him as he drained his sweaty body in the salt seawater. If he was in the mood, he would take the training into the water, making you swim at his speed. When you couldn’t bear it anymore he would catch you, taking you to land in his muscular, strong arms. When his feet reached the bottom of the ocean he would put you over his shoulders as he walked back to the shore. He enjoyed tiring you out so he could act as your savior. He liked to pretend that he didn’t, though, shaking his head. “Y/N, how would you manage without me?”, he asked, teasingly. “I’m sure I’d be dead long ago, Captain”, you played along. That made him feral, not being able to contain himself, he would drag you towards his tall body as he kissed you passionately without control.
He was late today. You were sure he made you wait intentionally. Getting a bit impatient, you started to warm up without him, doing some stretching of your body. You loved the way it made your body feel, all tense muscles of your body easing up.
You were so focused on your movements that you didn’t notice when he was standing behind you. His shadow reflecting in the sunlit sand finally made you notice his presence.
“Soon, you won’t need me to train you anymore, by the look of it”, he stated.
You turned around with a smile. “Don’t think I’d let you off that easily.” He chuckled. He liked how needed he felt in your presence, even if he wouldn't admit it. You stood up and approached him with steady steps. “How will you plague me today, my Lord?”
He snorted while still smiling. “Those are not the words I’d describe our plans for the day”, he pointed out, as you’d know he would. “You know your warm-up routine. Begin, and I’ll follow your steps”, he commanded as he was watching you intensely. You knew the routine, so why were you suddenly feeling so self-conscious?
The movements of your steps had a natural flow to them once you let go of the fear of messing up in front of him. Though your back was turned, you could feel him breathing and nodding in approval as he followed along. You were so tense and he staring at your back, watching your every movement, didn’t exactly help.
“Good,” he said in that voice that made your breath go out of sync. “Are you pleased with me, Captain?”, you asked as you turned around to face him. He smirked carefully. “We haven’t actually begun the training yet”, he pointed out. You sighed quietly. Of course, he would never let you off that easily.
He made you do push-ups, situps, and outcome steps and made you run along the beach. He ran by your side, watching you with a big appetite. When you wanted to pause he urged you to continue. “You aren’t getting tired already, are you?”, he asked, a statement rather than a question. He already knew you were. But you wouldn’t admit it so instead you denied it with a shrug. "No, Captain."
You were exhausted after he had made you do, what he called, “simply a quick warm-up”. It was followed by strength exercises. He loved to torment you. He had weights that he placed in your hand, standing over you, crossed arms, and of course, that smirk. He counted how many you had done, dragging out the seconds more for each number. He was challenging you, looking pleased with himself. Your arms were trembling beneath him now and when you barely could take anymore, he stopped you. “That’s enough now”, he said in a decisive but slightly concerned tone. The sweat was dripping from your head down in the sand. When he had removed the weights from your hands, he also reached his palm for your forehead, drying off the sweat with a piece of cloth. Then he offered his hand to pull you up. It was warm and strong, you felt, as he lifted you up with no effort.
“Did you bring your sword this time?”, he asked, implying that the practice wasn’t quite over yet. You didn’t and you already knew he would punish you for it. When you looked up at him with your guilty face he knew instantly. “Y/N… I told you to always bring it with you. You never know when you need it”, he pointed out in a disappointed but playful voice. You loved it when he was lecturing you, you could feel yourself getting wetter by the second. “Luckily, for you, I brought backup”, he informed you, raising his eyebrows. He knew you would forget and was now gloating and enjoying that moment of advantage which made him even more attractive to you. The dominance in his voice made you weak, made you want him to touch you even more. But he had other plans for the time being.
He’d taught you the basics of sword fighting, just enough for you to be able to defend yourself in case you found yourself in a dangerous situation. You had learned a foot technique quite impressive for a beginner (his words) and you managed to follow his rhythm and handle defending yourself as he swung his sword attacking you. He was holding back, however, he complimented you when you did well. You forgot all about the pain from the previous practice as your swords clung together. Your mind went to revisit a memory of the first time he had taken the chance to kiss you, just after a practice like this. It had become a routine after that day. Suddenly, you lost focus and went completely out of touch, allowing him to overtake you.
The end of his sword was pushing against your neck without hurting you, due to him not putting any pressure on it. “Got you", he smirked. "Do you yield, Y/N?”
You gulped. “Yes, my Lord. I’m yours, to do with as you please.” That made him chuckle while all the same bringing out a self-conscious nod. He put his sword down, fastening it in his sheath again. Then he approached you purposefully, his hands aiming for your hips right away. Your sword was still in your hand, but it fell to the ground as fast as you felt his touch, even though you knew he didn’t like it when you didn’t handle the weapons with care. He allowed it only because he was demanding your lips on his so urgently.
"Melmë", he whispered before reaching down, devouring your dehydrated lips. You could feel that his lips were not dry at all as he sucked and licked yours, and then deepened the kiss, groaning with lust. Your hand tangled in his long, wavy hair, pulling him even closer to you. The movement made him more eager for you, hips thrusting towards yours, making you feel his hardness through the fabric of his clothes, unable to control himself.
“I’m very pleased with you today, Y/N. Let me reward you. Let me cherish you.”
That made you want him even more. You licked his tongue before you broke off the kiss moaning. “Yes, please, Elendil…”
You started leaving kisses on his neck, showing how badly you wanted him. Even with him reaching down for you, you had to reach up for him making yourself taller. You started nipping and licking his warm skin that tasted like seawater. He suddenly took a firm grip around your waist, moving you to lie down on the ground. He was on top of you, just the way he liked it, in control. He lifted your skirt to access your undergarments and carefully pulled them off your body, leaving you exposed and naked under your long skirt. He smiled so pleasantly when he stroked his fingers on your bare cunt. “You are so wet for me already”, he stated. You smiled back at him, nodding and blushing, struggling to find any words. “Now be a good girl and spread your legs wide for me, will you?”
Those words made you lose your breath. He was so hungry for you like never before. You obeyed his commands and didn't have time to reply as he dove in head first to place his head between your legs, first leaving teasing kisses on your inner thighs, then moving to reach your clit with his tongue. His large hands held your thighs steady, and you gasped out of pleasure.
“Oh my… Lord!” His mouth sucked at your clit, tasting your wetness. He was so hungry for it, moans of pleasure coming out from his mouth too. His hands grabbed your thighs tighter as he started flicking his tongue at your clit. The sensation made you lose all perception of the world around you, not sure of what you were saying to him, or what sounds were coming from your mouth. “Oh, Captain!"
You struggled to keep your legs down and your hands still. They were tugging at his hair, pulling him closer to you. You knew you were impatient and greedy, he usually told you so, but he was too busy pleasuring you to point it out. His tongue moved further down to your entrance. It lingered there to tease you and you could feel him smiling, and his so well trimmed beard against your inner thigh. “Please, I need you inside”, you moaned in frustration. “Mhmm, there’s my needy girl. Shh, you need to learn patience”, he commanded in his calm but teasing voice. Your walls were trembling in anticipation.
Then, he suddenly entered you with his yearning tongue. He moved it in and out, carefully but firmly. This made you almost reach your climax, but as he noticed this he slowed down his movements. You would have been furious if it wasn’t for the the hold this man had over you. Then he started touching your clit with his thumb and index finger. Noticing how this made you feel and come closer again to your climax he gave you his permission. “Come for me”, he whispered, as he picked up the pace of his tongue again. It took mere seconds before you got there, screaming out his name, moaning the loudest you could, legs trembling, pulling his head towards your needy slit.
Catching your breath, recovering from the sensation of your high, he pulled himself up to crawl over your body to kiss you again. You could taste yourself on his tongue that seemed to be even more needy than before. He had worked up his appetite and he wouldn’t stop until he had satisfied your every need. And his own.
His tongue was exploring every part of your mouth. He pressed his hips close to yours and you could feel his big cock hungrily reaching for your thigh, and finding its way to grind at your clit. The sensation made you both breathe heavy in between your moans. Your legs curled around his back, wrapping around him, needing to feel him even closer. “I need you inside me”, you pleaded. He growled at those words, making his touch even more desperate. “You need to get rid of all these clothes, Captain”, you begged desperately. He couldn’t take it anymore so he suddenly stood up to tear off his clothes and soon you were gazing over his bare body, his cock rising hard and proud. You smiled as you bit your lip, and he noticed.
You spotted something mischievous in his eyes like he was about to do something completely shameless to you. He kneeled in front of you, placing his thighs over your shoulders, his beautiful, sunburnt torso revealing itself to you. You reached for him with both of your hands, but he grabbed your wrists, pulling them over your head and pinning them down with his left hand. You moaned disappointedly as you longed to touch him, wanting to return the favor. You didn’t protest, because you knew he had a plan for you. “Patience, my dear. You’re going to get a taste soon…”
Holy shit, what was he planning…
He touched your cheek softly, his face smiling with lust, and then he suddenly put his index finger on your lips, inviting you to suck on it. You took the offer as you moaned. “Good girl”, he said playfully in a satisfied tone. After pulling it out, he slapped your cheek. You loved it when he did that and he knew it. He moved his hips closer to your face, spanking your face with his cock. You moaned again in anticipation. You knew what was coming.
As suspected he then moved his cock closer to your mouth, inviting you to lick it, and you did. You licked his length, sucked on his balls, and then he started to pull himself into your mouth. He moved slowly at first, making sure you could handle what he offered you. He carefully filled your mouth with his length, even if you couldn't take it all. You sucked him in the pace he was setting for you as he groaned and panted. “Oh Valar, that feels so good”, he moaned over you. In his excitement he had let go of your wrists so you moved your hands to touch his bottom, caressing each side and pulling him closer to you. He let you as he was too focused on fucking your mouth and his inevitable release. He moved at a solid pace and you swallowed him, at times it almost got too much for you but you wanted to please him so badly. It didn’t take long before he came into your mouth. As he did, he was ready to pull out of you to spill his seed on your breasts but you held on to him, swallowing it. He never expected you to do so, but you could tell he enjoyed it when you did. His breath was heavy over you as he settled down. When he released himself from your mouth his lips went straight to yours, thanking you with kisses that trailed down your neck.
“You’re incredible, love.” You loved when he praised you like that and you knew he wasn’t even close to stopping.
You put your hands around his neck, pulling him so close to you that there was no air left in between you, him leaning over you. Each touch was hungrier than the one before. “I want you so desperately, Y/N”, he panted. “I want to be inside you.” You giggled at his honesty, not saying anything, spreading your legs and guiding him towards your entrance. You smiled as you could feel the hardness of his cock, searching desperately for your entrance, and you gave him an impressed look. He wasn’t always ready to go again so fast, but you guessed this was one of those days where there were no limits to his lust for you. “What can I say, you make me crazy, meleth nîn.”
The feel of him pushing inside you felt so incredible, like you were completed, finally reuniting with a part of you that had been missing. He quickly filled you up, your wetness demanding his full length inside you. He moved slowly and you did your best to not seem impatient. You pulled his head closer to yours, devouring his lips, kissing him eagerly. He chuckled at your eagerness but responded with his tongue sucking on yours. As the kiss deepened, he started groaning, whispering flattering words in your ear, and picking up the pace with his thrusts, slamming himself inside you. You wrapped your legs around his body and he lifted himself, hands placed on your hips, letting him go even deeper inside you. As he moved faster, making you come closer to your release, you shouted his name over and over. He slowed down a little, ordering you not to surrender quite yet. “Not yet, stars.”
In that moment you found him extremely unfair and even mean. But you wouldn’t show it, not until he gave you what you desired. “You are so cruel to me”, you complained. His mocking face stared right into you. “Not nearly as cruel as I could be,” he said just before pulling out of you, and sitting down on his knees. At first, you were furious but then you realized what he had in mind.
“Come”, he ordered you in a gentle tone. “I presume you have saved a ride for this Númenórean.”
You bit your lip in amusement at his words that made you blush and feel so desired. You crawled on all fours over to his side. He watched you eagerly as you straddled him, moving on top of him to finally push him inside you as you both gasped. “Oh Valar”, he moaned as his full length stretched you again. His hands were on your hips, carefully moving down your ass, giving gentle squeezes. You were now gazing into his deep, blue eyes, kissing him while you were the one thrusting and setting the pace. His right hand moved to massage your left breast, playing with your nipple. He kissed your neck, making you bounce on him with more eagerness.
He knew what he was doing pushing your most sensitive buttons.
But you weren’t prepared for his fingers flickering at your clit. This made you completely lose it all, riding him like you never had before and this time he wouldn’t be able to stop your release. You were in charge and there was no slowing down. Even so, you squirmed in a subverted way when you reached your climax, giving in to him completely. He grunted and followed you, not able to contain himself once he heard your desperate screams for him. He filled you with his seed as you held on to him as to not lose balance, still landing in the sensation of your high. Your fingernails clutched into the skin on his back tightly, leaving little marks. You didn’t want to hurt him, but he surely would have let you know if you did. In contrast, it made him chuckle, the act showing the true effect he had on you.
“You are a savage little thing. My wild girl.”
He pulled you up to give you a gentle kiss, arms wrapped around your hips. You looked into his ocean-blue eyes, clear as crystal. If you looked long enough, you would drown in them.
“Am I... Yours?”, you asked, with a hesitant tone.
He looked puzzled back at you, confusion lingering on his forehead, giving you another passionate kiss. “Have I ever given you a reason to doubt the fact?”, he asked, eyes looking concerned. You hadn’t realized the true weight of his feelings, but you didn’t want to admit that to him. You had fallen for him over time and now you knew the feeling was mutual. “No”, you simply confessed with a smile, touching his cheek and kissing him softly again. You embraced him with your arms, resting your head on his chest as he moved you both to a resting position on the ground again. You stayed there for a long time, just holding each other, not sure what the future would hold.
