Enchantment in Mirkwood - part 2

The dawn breaks, casting a soft light on the sleeping prince.

He looks almost innocent as he lays there, his long raven hair spread across the ground like a dark blanket.

You take a moment to appreciate the peaceful scene before you, allowing yourself a brief reprieve from the tension that has been building between you two over the past days.

As you watch him sleep, you can’t help but recall the events that led you here - your chance meeting in the forest, the bond that formed as you navigated through its treacherous paths together, and the undeniable chemistry that has grown stronger with each shared experience.

It seems almost impossible to ignore now, this irresistible pull between two warriors who have found solace and comfort in one another’s company.

You shake your head, determined to maintain a professional demeanor for the rest of your journey together.

Your mission is to return him safely to his people - any thoughts or feelings beyond that should be pushed aside.

Yet, as you attempt to focus on the task at hand, it becomes increasingly difficult to deny the desire growing within you.

During your journey, you can’t help but notice the way his shirt clings to his body, revealing the toned muscles beneath its surface.

Your eyes linger for a moment too long on the curves of his chest and the way his breeches hug his lower half, leaving little to the imagination.

You feel your cheeks flush at your own thoughts, forcing yourself to focus once again on the path ahead.

As the sun climbs higher in the sky, you both stop for a brief respite, taking turns scanning the surrounding area for any signs of danger.

The air between you is thick with anticipation, neither one willing to break the silence that has settled upon you like a heavy fog.

“We should rest,” suggests Legolas, his gaze lingering on you a moment too long before he looks away, feigning interest in something in the distance.

You nod in agreement, both of you collapsing against a nearby tree as you catch your breath and gather your thoughts.

Your eyes meet once again, that unspoken connection still present between you, a powerful force that neither one of you can fully ignore.

The tension builds with each shared glance until it becomes almost palpable - an electric current running between the two of you, waiting for someone to bridge the gap and make a move.

As you rest against the tree, Legolas notices a small scrape on your arm, gently reaching out to inspect it more closely.

His touch is electric, sending shivers down your spine as he leans in to examine the wound with utmost care.

You find yourself holding your breath, struggling to maintain composure under his intense gaze and gentle caress.

“It doesn’t look too bad,” he says softly, his voice barely a whisper as he continues to tend to your injury.

“Just a small scrape.”

You nod, trying to focus on the pain in your arm instead of the heat radiating from Legolas’ touch.

It’s difficult to ignore the rush of emotions coursing through you - desire, longing, and vulnerability all wrapped into one powerful cocktail that leaves you feeling exposed and uncertain.

As he continues to tend to your wound, his fingers gently brushing against your skin, it becomes increasingly clear that neither one of you can continue pretending this attraction doesn’t exist.

With a single touch, the dam has been breached, and there is no turning back now.

You feel Legolas’ breath on your neck as he leans closer, his lips brushing against your ear as he whispers words that send chills down your spine.

“I want you,” he murmurs, his voice low and rough with desire.

“And I know you want me too.”

Your heart races at the bold confession, unable to deny the truth behind his words.

You swallow hard, trying to find the strength to resist this temptation - but it’s a losing battle.

The tension has been building between you for days now, and there is no denying its powerful hold on both of you.

Slowly, tentatively, you turn your head to meet his gaze, finding yourself lost in the depths of his blue eyes.

A silent understanding passes between you - that this moment has been coming since the day you met, and now there’s no going back.

Without another word, Legolas closes the gap between you, claiming your lips with a fierce passion that takes your breath away.

His hands find their way to your waist, pulling you closer as his tongue explores the depths of your mouth.

You can taste desire on his lips and feel it radiating from every inch of his body pressed against yours.

As his hands roam higher, brushing against the curves of your breasts beneath your armor, a moan escapes your lips.

The sensation is unlike anything you’ve ever experienced before - intense, all-consuming, and undeniably erotic.

You feel yourself surrender to the moment, letting go of any hesitations or doubts as Legolas’ touch continues to ignite a fire within you.

Suddenly, his hands are on your hips, pulling your lower half against his own with an almost feral intensity.

You gasp at the contact, feeling his hardness pressed firmly against your center and sending waves of pleasure coursing through every nerve in your body.

“You feel so good,” he growls against your neck, his lips trailing a fiery path along your collarbone as one hand reaches for the laces of your tunic.

“I need to see you, touch you - all of you.”

His words are like fuel to the flame, igniting an even stronger desire within you.

Without another thought, you help him undo your armor and tunic, revealing the naked flesh beneath.

His eyes widen at the sight before him, a hunger in his gaze that matches the inferno raging inside of you.

As he lowers his head to trail kisses down your chest, his lips find their way to one of your breasts, teasing and sucking on your nipple until it’s hard as stone.

You cry out in pleasure, arching your back and pushing your breast further into his mouth, lost in the sensations that overwhelm you.

With each touch, each moan, and every breathless whisper, you both edge closer to the precipice of ecstasy - but something holds you back, teasing you with the promise of release while keeping it just out of reach.

In this moment, you realize that neither one of you is ready for this journey to end quite yet, and so you continue down this path of pleasure, exploring every inch of each other’s bodies as the tension builds higher and higher still.

“We should keep moving,” you say, your voice barely a whisper as you pull away from Legolas, trying to regain some semblance of control over yourself.

He nods reluctantly, his eyes never leaving yours as he helps you re-dress and prepare for the journey ahead.

The tension between you is palpable, but now there’s an added layer - an understanding that this connection is real, and it cannot be ignored.

As you resume your trek through the forest, you can feel Legolas’ eyes on you, burning with desire and yearning for more.

You know that this unfinished encounter will linger between you until you finally give in to the passion simmering just beneath the surface.

But for now, you must focus on returning him safely to his people - even if it means denying your own desires for just a little while longer.

As you traverse deeper into the forest, your thoughts drift back to Legolas - his piercing blue eyes, his raven hair, the way he moves with such grace and purpose.

I need to control myself, you think, trying to focus on the task at hand.

But it’s no use; the attraction between you is undeniable and only grows stronger with each passing moment.

In a moment of camaraderie, you both laugh at a shared joke, your hands accidentally touching.

The contact sends an electric jolt through your body, and for a brief moment, the world around you seems to vanish.

Your eyes meet his, and the tension between you is palpable, practically tangible in the air.

“We’re not so different, you and I,” Legolas says softly, his hand lingering on yours.

You can feel your heart pounding in your chest as you contemplate the implications of his words.

The thought of surrendering to this attraction is both thrilling and terrifying - but it’s a risk you find yourself willing to take.

As twilight settles over the forest, the soft glow highlights every detail of Legolas’ face, making your desire burn even brighter.

In that moment, you decide to let go of your reservations and give in to the passion simmering between you.

Slowly, deliberately, you lean forward, closing the distance between your lips until they meet in a passionate kiss.

The touch is electric, igniting an inferno within you both as your hands find their way to each other’s bodies, exploring every curve and crevice with growing urgency.

You can taste desire on Legolas’ lips, feel it radiating from his body as he pulls you closer still.

Your kiss deepens, tongues dancing together in a sensual rhythm that leaves you both breathless.

With each touch, each moan, and every whispered word, the tension between you only grows stronger.

You know this path will lead to a release of untold pleasures - but for now, you’re content to revel in the delicious build-up, teasing each other with ever-increasing intensity.

As your bodies move together in perfect harmony, you find yourself lost in a haze of passion and desire.

Legolas’ strong arms hold you close as his lips trail a fiery path down your neck, leaving a burning trail of kisses in their wake.

You can feel the heat emanating from his body, fueling your own desire even more.

“We should get some sleep,” you say eventually, your voice shaky with longing and anticipation.

With great reluctance, Legolas pulls away from you, leaving a void in his absence that seems to echo through the forest itself.

As you lay down side by side, neither of you able to sleep just yet, the implications of your actions hang heavy in the air.

The tension between you is still palpable - but now there’s an added layer of anticipation, a promise that this connection will not be denied for much longer.

You know that when the time finally comes for release, it will be more intense, more satisfying than anything either of you have ever experienced before.

But for now, you must savor the delicious anticipation, knowing that the ultimate fulfillment is just within reach.

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