My Goddess
Hey, can I get a Legolas smut. I always wondered what it would be like if the reader was very much a dom (in this particular situation) and legolas became a very submissive good boy. And it's kinda like they switch roles, cause usually Legolas is dom and has the reader under him while he pounds into her mercilessly, but now it's the same thing with the roles switched.
A/N: AH I’M SO SORRY FOR TAKING SO LONG!!! I ended up getting swamped with assignments and then 2 midterms in the same day. Just so much work. I’m sorry if this isn’t up to par.
WARNING: Smut, slight worship, slight footplay, femdom!reader, oral,
“Please give your humblest salutations to the Queen!” The knight spoke as he stood at attention at the bottom of the long staircase.
She gracefully walked down, looking down out of habit so that she wouldn’t miss a step of fall. She was still getting used to being “royal”. When she reached the bottom he was standing there, waiting for her with his hands behind his back.
The beautiful elven man stood tall; his blonde hair pulled out of his face in isn’t usual position. Not a hair out of place. His blue eyes locking with yours as his smile brightened. “My Lady.” He nodded, bowing slightly.
“My Lord.” She nodded back, curtseying. “I apologize for my lateness. I could not decide what to wear.” She lied, everyone around her seeming to laugh.
Legolas simply nodded and motioned for her to walk with him towards their table. “You know you can be yourself. You are my Queen now.”
“A Queen must be proper and docile My Lord.” She couldn’t say it with a straight face but hid the small fit of laughter. “I am only fulfilling my role as your wife.”
They both sat in their seats, looking over the people that ate, danced, and drank around them. A familiar Dwarf walking in, a goblet in his hand as he moved towards his seat at the table. “Seems you are not the only one that was late My Queen.” One of the men at the other end of the table spoke. “The dwarf could not find this very hall because everything is so big to him.”
She picked up her goblet of wine, placing it to her lips when she spoke softly. “And yet he can hold his sword better than you in a battle.” She drank and placed it back down, looking at Legolas as he smirked at her. He placed his hand on hers.
“Do not hold it against her.” He said to the drunken man. “My Goddess has had a long day of planning.”
“With all due respect my King. But what could a woman be planning? Other than baring children or picking flowers?” He laughed along with others.
She could feel the fire building within her husband and grabbed his hand, calming him as she spoke. “Well… if a low knight such as yourself must know.” She started, gathering the attention of others. “As many may know our King and his Knight Commander will be going to visit the Kingdom of an old friend. I, as Queen, will be here dealing with previous engagements that have been started.” She straightened her posture. “That includes all battles and interacting with the people of our Kingdom. While occasionally picking a flower or two. It would be in your best interest to remember that a woman is just as strong as a man if not stronger.” She sat back, taking a drink from her wine cup and keeping her eyes on the man that now seemed uncomfortable.
“A strong woman indeed.” Legolas whispered.
The evening trailed slowly, leaving her bored as she watched people happily dancing around. She finished her wine and stood. “I will be turning in early for the night My King.” She kissed him on the cheek as Legolas grabbed her hand to stop her.
“Are you ill?” He asked concerned.
“No. Not at all. I’ve just…” She looked around for a moment. “Grown tired is all.”
“Then I will come with you.” Legolas moved to stand up, but she stopped him.
“I know you wish to be by my side. But I am more concerned for our friend Gimli.” She motioned to the dwarf that seemed to be passed out drunk. “I will wait for you.” She gave him another kiss and moved towards the stairs, nodding to those that acknowledged her.
In her chambers she had stripped herself of the uncomfortable dress and corset, putting on a loose gown as she sat by the fire and read. She was engrossed in reading the book about the adventures of hobbits and their adventures. The door to the chamber opened, breaking her from the trance the book seemed to hold. “I thought you would be asleep.” Legolas walked over to her, sitting across from her and stoking the fire. “You said you were tired.”
“I needed an excuse to get away from the gathering.” She confessed.
“I see.” He nodded, blue eyes flickering from the fire to her.
They sat in a comfortable silence, the elf poking at the fire and his Queen reading again. He looked at her, staring intently. And she could feel his gaze on her, making her blush slightly and lose the sentence she was reading. He didn’t stop staring, watching as she smiled and looked up at him. “My Lord?”
“The most beautiful woman I’ve laid eyes on.” Legolas mumbled.
She closed her book, placing it down away from the fire. “You and I both know that the most beautiful woman you have laid your eyes on was an elven woman.” She stated calmly. “You’re staring makes me wonder what it is that you want.” She stood up, hands on her hips and she looked down at him. He moved to stand up as well, but she put her foot on his thigh, stopping him. “You have sharp eyes when you’re hunting your prey My King.” She moved her foot, smirking when she found what she knew was there. “But I’ve noticed this all night.” She pressed on his hardening member, watching as his cheeks turned a bright red, his blue eyes darkening as he stared up at her.
“And what of you my Queen?” He touched her ankle, slowly moving his hand up her calf to the inner part of her thigh. She bit her bottom lip when his finger brushed against her heat. “I can smell your arousal from down here.”
She pressed harder, pulling a groan from his parted lips. “Then it seems you will have to take care of your Queen.” She moved her foot to his chest, pushing him down on his back as she moved to stand over him. “Will you be good and take care of me Legolas?” She questioned, watching as his blush deepened. He nodded quickly. “Speak it.”
“I will take care of My Queen.” He blurted.
“Good.” She kneeled before coming to a seated position. “Devour me like the good elf I know you are.” His hands moved to her lower back, holding her in place as his tongue darted out. He slowly ran the flat of his tongue over her, groaning at the taste. His mouth covered her, tongue flicking over her clit, eyes closed as he focused on pleasing her. When her soft moans reached his ears, he looked up at her, taking in the pleased expression on her face as she held the skirt of her dress out of his face. Legolas pushed the tip of his tongue against her slit, teasing it to her annoyance. “You are not in the position to tease me.” She removed herself from him, smirking at his surprised expression. “I told you to devour me and you will do just that.” She pulled the ponytail from his hair, running her hands through it for a moment before getting back into position. “You said you would please your Queen, correct?”
“Yes, My Goddess.” He spoke softly, watching as she paused for a moment.
“That’s more like it.” She sat back down, staring into his eyes as his tongue entered her. She moaned, pushing her hands into his hair. “Just like that.” She slowly rocked her hips, eyes closing as she felt her climax building. Their grips tightened on each other, her hand pulling his hair as the hands on her hips pulled her closer to his mouth. She whimpered, pulling away just as she was about to finish, looking down at him. “I do not recall giving you permission to make me release.” She stood up, taking a moment to gather herself. “Those hands of yours may be a problem.” She looked down at him, trying her hardest to contain the surge of power that was beginning to course through her.
As he laid on the floor, hair disheveled, his face slick with her juices, and cheeks flushed as he panted, she found herself a new interest. “What would you like me to do next Goddess?” He questioned, licking his lips.
“What do you think comes next?” She questioned, not sure herself.
“May I please you more?” He sat up on his elbows.
She pulled her the sleeves of her dress down, letting the rest fall in a pool around her. “Your Goddess would enjoy that.” She moved out her his was as he stood, taking her hand and leading her towards the bed. Legolas rid himself of his clothes, staring at her with lustful eyes. She pushed him down, climbing on top of him and leaning in for a kiss. She stopped, smirking to herself when she noticed his slightly parted lips and closed eyes. “You’re making it difficult not to tease.” She whispered against his lips before kissing him. “But I know there’s only so much you can take.”
Legolas placed his hands on her hips, his eyes still closed as she hovered over his cock. She grabbed them, holding them as she sank down, letting out a pleased moan at the feeling of being stretched by him. It took everything in his power not to begin rough thrusts. His grip tightened; eyes screwed shut as his face twisted in tortured pleasure. “My Goddess.”
“So early?” She questioned, her too feeling as if she were at the end of her rope. “Let’s test your restraint, shall we?” She started bouncing, riding him as she grabbed his hand and pulled it to her mouth. She took one of his fingers into her mouth, sucking and moaning around it as she circled her hips.
“My Goddess.” He groaned, his other hand gripping the fabric that still covered her skin.
“Tell me Legolas.” She encouraged as she leaned forward. “Tell me your deepest desires.”
Legolas sat up, wrapping his arms around her as he buried his face into her neck. “I wish for you to use me until your hearts content.” He kissed her neck. “Until the fire in your stomach is sated.”
She hummed, wrapping her arms around his neck as she stilled her movement. “Then be a good King and please me.” Legolas smirked and pressed his lips to hers.
“Anything for My Goddess.” He whispered.