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𝐍𝐞𝐰 𝐀𝐥𝐥𝐢𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐞𝐬 | 𝐍𝐞𝐰 𝐂𝐨𝐦𝐩𝐚𝐧𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐬

AN: This is indeed the follow-up on the plan these two gremlins hatched for epistolary week!

𓄌 Characters/pairings: Oromë x Celegorm x Aredhel 𓄌 Synopsis: Some time ago, Celegorm and Aredhel hatched a plan to hunt Oromë himself during the next Feast of Horns, and now it's time to test their luck. Thankfully, Oromë seems amenable to this idea… 𓄌 Warnings: Smut, sexual content, Oromë's vagina 𓄌 Oneshot (~1.3k words) | AO3

Oromë stood caught within Írissë's net as if it didn't bother him at all. And he could probably tear it to shreds and escape if he wanted to, Tyelkormo mused, but he didn't, instead slowly turning his head to look back and forth between them.

"So it has come to this," Oromë said. His deep voice sounded so calm that it was almost soothing in a strange way, but the two hunters weren't going to let their guard down so quickly.

"We have come for a favour, lord," Írissë challenged.

Tyelkormo didn't wait for an answer. Instead he threw the makeshift lasso he had made to stake his claim as well and was almost surprised when Oromë made no move to evade it, just letting him catch him.

He started to pull. The Vala stood still.

They approached together.

"A favour, hm?" Oromë's mighty brow furrowed in contemplation, then he nodded. "And I take it that offering my antlers will not suffice?"

"Precisely," Tyelkormo said, grinning.

"We want you," Írissë added.

"Very well then." Oromë stretched his limbs, easily tearing through the net, and pulled Tyelkormo with him as he walked towards a nearby patch of grass. "Come, hunters. Your prey is willing, but not forever patient."

Írissë exchanged an excited look with her cousin when they hurried to follow him. Tyelkormo couldn't believe his luck either; he knew that the Vala favoured them, but hadn't assumed that it would be this easy to convince him.

Oromë lay down on his side as if the grass was a large, comfortable bed and waved his hand to make the pieces of precious fur he had worn disappear. He had barely been clothed before, but now his shameless nudity entranced both Hunters. Blood-red and deep green runes had been painted on his fána, glowing and pulsing with a fey light as if ichor ran through them, and bone-white hair framed his ancient, beautiful face.

"Have at it, hunters," he said, lips twisting into a smirk. "I am all yours, unless you prefer to stand there and stare."

It was his turn to challenge them, and they would answer.

Írissë was the one to make the first move. Bold as always, she knelt next to Oromë and placed both hands on his broad chest to push until he gave in and moved to lie on his back instead. She climbed on top of him then, grinning triumphantly, and straddled his torso.

"Should I take your antlers first or kiss you?" she teased.

"Your wish is my command, Lady Írissë."

As enticing as watching them was, Tyelkormo tore his gaze away from the pair and made his way over to Oromë himself. He had a Vala to claim, and that thought alone sent searing hot lust coursing through his entire body. No hesitation now, only going forward, just like when he had cornered his prey and went in for the kill.

Kneeling as well, Tyelkormo took hold of Oromë's strong thighs to part them, and his lord acquiesced without resistance. What he found, however, surprised him; he had expected to be met with a phallus worthy of a Vala, yet now he beheld the soft mound of a vulva, covered in soft, white curls.

His mouth watered. While he could only guess why Oromë had made his fána this way, it was a most delightful surprise.

From underneath him Tyelkormo glimpsed a small deer tail, its underside also white like the deer they hunted in the Vala's domain, and he wondered if he could get it to move if he pleasured him enough.

Impatient, he pushed two fingers inside Oromë. It felt just like Írissë had when he had fooled around with her a couple of times, and a muffled groan could be heard between the wet noises of her kissing their willing victim with utmost enthusiasm.

Tyelkormo felt elated. He pushed as deep as he could, moved in and out, increased the speed of his movements. Oromë's fána was responding so well, as if it had never known the hunt and violence and only served the pleasure of others; he could barely begin to imagine what wonderful things Vána must have done with her husband.

"I can take you, Tyelkormo," Oromë suddenly spoke up, "If that was your concern, worry not."

"I was wondering what was taking so long," Írissë chuckled. "Normally you aren't so shy, are you, Tyelko?"

Tyelkormo wondered if she had at any point noticed the details of Oromë's anatomy, but decided not to tell her. She was going to find out soon enough, and undoubtedly be just as delighted as he was.

Never one to turn down a challenge, he quickly unlaced his breeches, stroked his cock a couple of times and thrust inside. By Eru, it felt good. Not that his past experiences hadn't been pleasurable, but the flesh of a Vala was different. Eternal yet also strangely ephemeral through constant shifting and changing, strong and unyielding yet wonderfully warm and soft, echoes of Oromë's song thrumming deeply within his bones and blood.

Tyelkormo forgot all about his surroundings. His gaze rested on Írissë's bending, swaying, writhing form, but he saw her not, and even the Vala's mighty presence faded into the background. The rustling leaves, the birdsong, the distant voices of other Hunters, nothing else existed anymore — his world was reduced to the blissful sensation of frantically thrusting in and out of Oromë like a beast in heat. He wanted it to last and at the same time wanted it to be over, desperate to relieve the mounting need plaguing him and with it leave his mark upon yet another lover.

Throwing his head back with a groan of ecstasy, Tyelkormo spilled his seed. It felt as though the waves of orgasmic bliss were relentless, pulling him into the depths of a bottomless ocean, and he collapsed on top of Oromë, still inside. Gasping for breath, hearing his own heart race, it took him a moment to realise that he should have collided with Írissë as he fell, and he glanced up at her.

She had moved further up, now proudly seated on Oromë's face, and from his limited viewpoint Tyelkormo could see her rocking her hips and pulling his hair. Ah. What she was doing was rather obvious, so he decided not to interfere.

That, however, would prove to be not his decision to make.

A flurry of red, brown and green was all he saw before he heard Írissë squeak in surprise, and then a pair of arms wrapped around him and tossed him to the forest ground, his cousin landing next to him soon after. They looked up to see none other than Vána and Nessa standing above them with triumphant smiles and gleaming eyes, wearing matching pairs of antlers decorated with flowers.

"Good job, brother. I see you have diversified your hunting skills," Nessa laughed.

"You... what...?"

While Írissë, still startled and out of breath, attempted to formulate a question, Tyelkormo turned his head to face Oromë. The Vala had risen from his prone position and was lying on his side once more, watching the spectacle with calm amusement.

Their eyes met.

"I told you once that a hunter never yields and always has a plan, Tyelkormo," Oromë said.

"You–?!"

"It wasn't planned, admittedly. But I had indeed promised my dear wife and sister to help find some lovely prey."

"Lovely indeed." Vána grasped Tyelkormo's chin and forced him to face her. "You seem to have enjoyed my husband's body. Will you show me the same courtesy? Or do I need to convince you first?"

The flowers on her antlers bloomed, ready to fill the air with sweet pollen.

Nessa and Írissë had already begun to engage in a strange mixture of making out and wrestling. Tyelkormo blinked a few times, realisation fully dawning upon him. He might have claimed a Vala, but now he and his companion had become prey after all.

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cilil · 4 months

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Femslash February Masterlist

⬡ If only ‣ Galadriel x Melian

⬡ Karma ‣ Nerdanel x Indis

⬡ Chose violence ‣ Lúthien x Thuringwethil

⬡ And then I found you ‣ Arwen x Éowyn

⬡ Goddess ‣ Varda x Nienna

⬡ Diamond ‣ Nerdanel x Anairë

⬡ Made you smile ‣ Nilmírëa (OC) x Ilmarë

⬡ Apocalypse ‣ Ncharr (OC) x Tar-Míriel

⬡ Please be gentle ‣ fem!Glorfindel x Mentelossë (OC)

⬡ Anything for you ‣ Varda x Uinen

⬡ Doomed by the narrative ‣ Vairë x Míriel

⬡ Partners-in-crime ‣ Vána x Nessa

⬡ Your life is mine ‣ fem!Melkor x fem!Mairon

⬡ Copycat ‣ fem!Manwë x Indis

⬡ Plagued by the horrors ‣ Nári (OC) x fem!Fëanor

⬡ Come back soon ‣ Uinen x Elwing

⬡ Love is devotion ‣ Yavanna x Melian

⬡ In the shadows ‣ Thuringwethil x Ilmarë

⬡ Haunting ‣ Míriel x Indis

⬡ It still bleeds ‣ Lalwen x Haleth

⬡ Hands for holding ‣ Aredhel x Elenwë

⬡ Living dead ‣ Thuringwethil x Ungoliant

⬡ Alternate timeline ‣ Varda x Yavanna

⬡ Before you go ‣ Vána x Éowyn

⬡ Hourglass ‣ Galadriel x Amarië

⬡ Weapons ‣ Nári x Thuringwethil

⬡ Once upon a time ‣ Lótelissë (OC) x Litsaiwa (OC)

⬡ Fantasy ‣ Uinen x Tar-Míriel

⬡ Your voice ‣ Arien x Ilmarë

Prompt list:

If only

Please be gentle

Your life is mine

Doomed by the narrative

Hands for holding

It still bleeds

Come back soon

Living dead

In the shadows

Love is devotion

Alternate timeline

Karma

Goddess

Before you go

Haunting

Hourglass

Weapons

Once upon a time

Partners-in-crime

Chose violence

Fantasy

Anything for you

Copycat

Plagued by the horrors

Your voice

Apocalypse

Diamond

Made you smile

And then I found you

Original post here, prompt list made by @ministarfruit. Huge shout-out to them!

#cílil's femslash february #femslash february #wlw #masterlist #my masterlists #overview

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