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aiwe-the-little-bird · 1 year

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If you’re doing fic requests, can I suggest a Durin/Elrond fic? Maybe smut with Durin fucking Elrond in a semi public place in Lindon where they could be discovered (they’re not discovered though). And some fluff at the end with aftercare would be nice

Hi nonny!! 🤍

I absolutely can write this! I had a lot of fun writing this one, so I hope you enjoy it! 😁🤍

Title: Somewhere in the Woods

Pairing: Elrond x Durin

Raiting: 18+

Warnings: SMUT, smut all over the place. And some dirty talk and hands being restrained.

“Was it necessary to make a joke comparing the High King’s manhood to a tiny sliver of stone?” Elrond laments.

It was midday, and he and Durin had just came from a very important, very official, meeting between the realms of Lindon and Khazad-dûm. Durin of course had been sent in his father’s place to represent the dwarves of the mountain kingdom. Elrond had been permitted to attend as the High King’s herald, and the half-elf had been incredibly proud to represent the elves and to improve relations with the dwarves. That is until Gil-Galad had unintentionally offended Durin. And true to form, Durin just had to open his big mouth and offend the High King in return. The meeting between the two races had almost ended in a fistfight.

Thankfully, Elrond was the epitome of calm and grace, and through some miracle had convinced both Durin and the High King to take their seats and resume their talks.

“He offended my wife!” Durin protests, walking with Elrond away from the clearing that had been set aside for the meeting.

“The High King did not know you had a wife.” Elrond sighs and rubs a couple fingers over his temples. If he never had to attend another meeting between the realms, it would be too soon.

“Exactly!” Durin shrugs and shoves another piece of cake in his mouth.

Elrond rolls his eyes and crosses his arms. “Durin.” He chides.

“What?! It’s not as if you didn’t fix the situation.” The dwarf waves him off.

“What else was I supposed to do? Let you two start a war before we could even break for luncheon? I think not!”

“A good thing you were there, then!”

“And what would you have done if I had not been there, hmmm?”

Durin stops in his steps and turns to face Elrond. He just shrugs and winks at the half-elf.

“You did this on purpose….”

“Why ever would I do such a thing?” Durin snickers.

“Must you tease me so?”

“You are just so much fun to rile up, my love.” Durin takes Elrond’s hand and presses a kiss to his knuckles.

“Durin…..” Elrond rolls his eyes in loving exasperation.

“And quite hot when you act all elf-lordy in court.” Durin grabs a handful of Elrond’s blue cloak and pulls on it till Elrond’s face is level with his. “You had me all hot and bothered the entire time.” The dwarf’s lips crash upon Elrond’s, causing the elf to let out a sound of surprise and to stumble backwards. Elrond lands on his bottom and his back falls against the trunk of one of the many golden trees along the path. For a moment, Durin stands over him and snogs him absolutely senseless.

“I hope you are happy with what you did.” Elrond says when the dwarf pulls away, left feeling dizzy and panting on the ground. The half-elf tries to stand back up, but a hand on his shoulder keeps him there. With one look up at Durin, he can see the fire in his lover’s eyes, and the longing in between.

“Very.”

Durin decides that this moment was the perfect timing to distract his lover. He places one hand on the side Elrond’s neck and the other at his waist. He dives in to latch his lips upon Elrond’s neck, suckling hard at the skin there.

“Oh!” Elrond shudders, the feel of Durin’s beard tickling his skin, among other things.

Durin takes that as permission to continue. So he fall to his knees beside the half-elf. Small bites are placed upon the pale and hairless neck, with one bite being particularly hard upon the pulse point.The one beneath him gasps and grasps at Durin’s hair. Once Elrond has grounded himself, Durin continues his work, biting up his neck and nipping at an earlobe. Elrond squirms and his head makes a thunking sound when it falls back on the tree trunk behind him.

“Durin….” He whimpers.

The dwarf undoes the pin holding his lover’s cloak together and pushes it off the broad shoulders. He then pulls the fabric of the blue tunic to the side so he can give the same treatment to the skin there as he had to the neck.

“Durin…..” Elrond says again, squirming in his lover’s hold.

The hand that had been resting on his waist moves lower to slide under his tunic and rub up and down his leg teasingly. Meanwhile, his tongue traces up Elrond’s throat, over his Adams apple and chin until he kisses Elrond once more.

“Durin!” He finally commands, and the dwarf pulls away with a raised eyebrow.

“Yes?” He asks as the hand that had been trailing over the half-elf’s leg pushes higher before landing over the hardness in Elrond’s trousers. The half-elf squeaks and bucks up into his hand. “I see you are hard too.”

“We can not do this here.” Elrond says in between breaths and whimpers as the hand on top of him rubs harder.

“Why not?” Durin begins to unlace Elrond’s trousers, teasingly slow and light handed.

“Somebody will see us!” Though Elrond half-heartedly protests, he does not push Durin away. Instead his hips tilt up to help him pull the trousers down. Durin hums in thought at that as he slides his hand under the fabric of the trousers and pulling them down to Elrond’s knees.

“What if they do?” Durin teases. While Elrond’s hips are still in the air, he pushes the discarded cloak under his hips. “Don’t want your delicate bottom being scratched by twigs and leaves.”

“Delicate?! I am not delic….wait, stop trying to distract me. What if the High King happens to want to take a stroll after his noon meal and decides this is the perfect path?” They really were not hidden, not in the slightest. And while no one had come down the path yet, it did not mean they would not do so at some point.

“Well we could give him quite the show.” Durin pushes the narrow hips down onto the ground again. Under the fabric of Elrond’s tunic he takes his cock in hand and squeezes. Elrond’s hips buck up again and he grips at Durin’s shoulders.

“I would never be able to show myself in court again.”

Durin undoes his own trouser laces and pulls out his cock. He fumbles in his pocket before pulling out the oil he carried around for his dry skin. “They are all busy doing other things I am sure.”

“Well if they do not see us, they certainly will hear us!” Elrond grinds out. The hand around his cock had started to stroke up and down with feather light touches.

“In that case, Elrond, I suppose you will just have to be quiet.” The dwarf teases before pushing one oil slicked finger into him.

Elrond moans, but the sound is abruptly cut short when he remember he is supposed to be quiet, lest one of the elves of Lindon hear them and decide to investigate. Durin begins to prepare him, quick but thorough. And with each push into his lover, he drags over his prostate. By the time the dwarf retracts his fingers, Elrond has shoved a hand over his mouth to help keep himself quiet.

As Durin pulls back to slick himself up with the oil, Elrond glares at him. “You are doing this on purpose.” He accuses.

“Doing what, my love?” Durin says with fake innocence.

“You know exactly what. Tis’ like you want us to get discovered!”

Durin scoots forward so he is right in front of his lover. With gentle hands he lifts the elf’s legs and places them over one of his shoulders. He leans forward until his cock is right up against Elrond’s entrance and then stops.

“I am sure you could talk your way out of it. With your wit you could probably make them believe they were dreaming.”

“Yes, well I would rather not test out that theory.” Elrond narrows his eyes and pouts up at his lover.

The dwarf strokes a gentle hand over Elrond’s cheek. “Ready, love?” He asks quietly, in total opposition to his previous words and actions.

Elrond nods. With no further ado, the dwarf slams his hips forward, pushing Elrond’s back further against the tree trunk and causing him to whine. His eyes close of their own accord.

Elrond’s hands flail in the air, not knowing where to go. So Durin takes his slim hands in his own and presses them against the tree trunk above his head. The dwarf sets a furious pace, thrusting hard and fast into his lover. Even Durin seemed to want to get things over quickly, just in case someone decided to take an afternoon stroll in the woods. But that doesn’t stop him from fucking his lover like his life depended on it. And speaking just as filthily.

“Even if no one discovers us now, you seem to have forgotten that we must return to the meetings immediately. There will be no time to go home and clean up.”

“Durin…” Elrond gasps at one particularly harsh thrust.

“You will have to walk out there, hair all over the place and cheeks flushed. What do you think about that?”

“Nghh.”

Durin finds his prostate with his next thrust and begins to press ruthlessly at the spot.

“Your clothes all askew and bruises upon your neck. What will they think? And what will you do? With my come leaking out of you as you stand there beside your King? The elves may not be able to see it, but they will know. They will know how you spent the lunch hour. On your back with a dwarven prince inside you.”

Elrond keens as he listens to the filthy words and struggles in Durin’s grip. “Please.” He begs.

“You would like that wouldn’t you? Everyone knowing that you are mine, and I am yours. In the most intimate of ways.”

Elrond whines and squirms again in his grasp.

“Perhaps I could even have you sat on my lap, upon my cock for the rest of the meeting. You wouldn’t mind that would you, love?”

“Durin….” Elrond shudders as one of Durin’s hands leaves where they had been holding his and takes his cock in a firm grip. The dwarf’s thrusts begin to falter, orgasm approaching quickly and he strokes his lover quickly so he too will come.

The elf’s hips stutter up at the feeling. He thrashes in his lover’s hold, wanting to touch, to feel, but unable to do anything except take his lover’s cock and attempt to hold in his cries of pleasure. There is little he could do except fall apart at the seams with a loud whine. When the orgasm crashes over him, he squeezes around the dwarf inside of him. Durin follows almost immediately, hips stopping their thrusting and filling his lover with his seed.

Durin releases Elrond’s hands as soon as he gains control over his own body once more. The pale fingers fall listlessly to the leaf covered ground. The dwarf gently lowers Elrond’s long legs back down to the ground after pulling out of the him. The half-elf pants harshly and his eyes are still closed. Durin reaches up to place his hands upon Elrond’s cheeks in a loving manner. He leans his forehead against the Elrond’s and strokes the cheeks gently.

“Are you alright, love? I did not hurt you?” He asks worriedly.

Elrond reaches his shaking hands up to wrap around Durin’s forearms and nods against him. “Aye, more than alright. You could not hurt me.” He pants harshly. Durin wraps his arms around his lover in response, holding him close.

“I am glad.”

Durin holds his lover in his arms until he has his breathing mostly under control, and his shaking calms. He retrieves a handkerchief from one of his pockets and wipes them both clean, wiping more gently over Elrond when he whimpers. With loving hands, he helps to rearrange their clothing before pulling the elf up to stand with him.

“Ready to head back?” Durin asks, taking his hand in his.

“If I say no, can we just go back to my quarters?” Elrond asks hopefully.

“I wish that we could, love. but there are more deals and treaties to discuss this day.”

Elrond grumbles under his breath and pouts as they begin to walk back down the path.

“You should watch yourself, Durin.” He says casually, smiling down at the dwarf.

“Why is that?” He raises one bushy eyebrow at the elf.

“I will have my revenge.” Elrond winks at him before rushing off ahead of him.

#elrond x durin #elrond x durin fic #elrond smut #durin smut #rings of power smut #rings of power fic #hope y'all enjoy #i love durin and elrond #they are my babes

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barbedbetty · 2 years

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Stay with Me

Halbrand x Fem!Reader

Warnings: Semi rough, semi public, p in v, a little dirty talk, sex on an anvil bc c’mon, oral (fem receiving)

Y’all gotta forgive me, I just saw the new ROP yesterday and so this was not reviewed

When I first met Galadriel and Halbrand in Numenor, I had a strange mix of feelings about them.

Galadriel is kind and compassionate and fierce, she carried herself with confidence that I could only dream of having.

Halbrand on the other hand was more mysterious, he was constantly watching everyone. A lot like me I suppose, I grew up in my fathers forge and while most girls weren’t in the Navy, it wasn’t forbidden. He was spending a lot of time with my father watching him work and helping him with a few projects. I did think he was handsome but I steered away from him, he was a stranger to our island and I didn’t want to get attached.

Or so I thought, once I volunteered to go to the Southlands to fight with Galadriel, he was taking more interest in me.

I remember how Halbrand looked at me when I signed up for the voyage and he was waiting in the archway of my fathers forge that night.

“My father is away for the night.” I said as I walked past him. I set down a few things from the market and I saw him from the corner of my eye turn to face me.

“I didn’t come to see him.” He said in a low tone. “Why did you volunteer to go to the Southlands?”

I paused and turned to look at him. He looked ever more handsome with the moonlight behind him and his green eyes almost glowed in the firelight.

“I thought an adventure might be fun.” I smirked at him and he smiled.

“War is an adventure?” He came closer and I could smell the saltwater still drying on his skin.

“War is a part of life, it brings peace when done correctly.” I said quietly.

“I agree.” He reached out and gently grasped my chin, he tilted my head up so I was forced to hold eye contact.

He leaned toward me and it was like time stood still, he moved closer and closer and I was frozen in place. When his lips touched mine, it felt like my blood was on fire and then everything was moving too fast.

His fingers quickly went from my chin to my neck and I ran my hands up his chest to his shoulders and yanked him towards me.

His kiss stole the air from my lungs and I was not complaining. His other hand gripped my hip and pushed me backwards till the back of my thighs hit the large anvil.

He pulled his lips away and kept his grip on the back of my neck. He glanced down at the anvil and I could see his pupils get bigger and he looked back at me with a hunger that almost frightened me.

“If you want me to stop, tell me right now.” He said in a deep tone while holding my neck tighter with one hand and slowly lifting my skirt with the other. “Once I start, I will not stop.”

“Don’t stop.” I whispered and grabbed his collar and kissed him hard.

He easily lifted me to set me on the anvil and yanked my skirt up as far as he could. I reached down to untie his belt but he grabbed my wrists in a shockingly tight grip and shook his head.

“Not yet.” He whispered.

Before I could even let out a breath, Halbrand knelt before me and lifted my legs on top of his shoulders and started licking my cunt.

I cried out and gripped the anvil as tight as I could. He held tight to my thighs and moaned as his tongue made indecipherable designs in my folds, I felt him groan into me and I wanted to scream.

Everything felt amplified, I’d never experienced anything like this before. My skin felt like it was on fire, his tongue was erasing thoughts from my mind until there was only him. I could hear people laughing in the pub across the road and see dust floating through the firelight, I looked down and Halbrand was looking up at me. When we made eye contact, he pushed his tongue as far as he could inside me and I moaned out loud, I bit my lip and leaned my head back. His nail bit into my flesh but there was so much adrenaline pumping through me I felt nothing.

He moaned again and I felt my climax coming, so fast that it almost scared me. I tried to tell him to slow down but every time I could get a syllable out, he pushed his tongue further inside me and curled it against that one perfect spot and I almost blacked out.

Too soon, he tugged my thighs as tight as he could, he growled against my clit and curled his tongue over and over and over until I saw stars and my vision went white. My muscles grew tighter than ropes on a sail and I covered my mouth with one hand to try and keep my scream as quiet as possible.

I was still panting when Halbrand stood up, slowly lowering my legs from his shoulders and he licked his lips slowly before taking my hand off my mouth and kissing me slowly.

“Halbrand.” I whispered he pulled away.

“Y/N.” He whispered back and smiled at me. “I’m not done yet.”

He smiled as he held onto my hips and pulled my body flush against his, I could feel his cock rub against my cunt. I moaned and leaned my head back. He grabbed the back of my head and pulled me back to him.

“Look at me.” He growled and then he pushed slowly inside me.

I gasped and opened my mouth to cry out but no sound came out. His green eyes held my gaze in a strange way, it was so intimate that it made me blush more than his cock hitting my cervix. I shivered when he paused for a moment, he was taking deep and slow breaths.

“Don’t look away.” He whispered as he pulled his hips back slowly and gripped the back of my neck. “Look at me, luv.”

“Yes,” I gasped as he pushed back inside me. “Yes, Halbrand!”

I moaned and fought against the urge to to close my eyes, instead gripping his shoulders as tight as I could to hold him close.

His pupils were so big, his eyes were practically black, his tunic had fallen open and I could see his chest was flushed up to his neck. His thrusts were gaining speed and force and knocking the air from my lungs. All I could do was hold onto him as my eyes welled with tears.

He smiled as he kept thrusting harder and harder and whispered.

“You can close your eyes, I will have you more than once.” He let go of my hair and I leaned my head back as he used one hand to pin my hip still and the other to hold onto the anvil.

I felt another orgasm warm my skin like a hot summer breeze and I dug my nails into his shoulders and wrapped my legs around his hips as best I could.

“Come for me, luv.” He groaned and he thrusted with everything he had. “Come on my cock.”

I cried out and buried my face in his neck as I came harder than I ever had before in my life.

It was like I was pushed into ice cold water, every muscle seized up and yet it was the best feeling.

Halbrand rocked his hips slower as my pussy pulsed around his member and as he grunted and cried out my name, I felt him come deep inside me, letting me feel his warmth drip down my thighs.

I was panting like I ran five miles as he slowly pulled out of me.

He groaned and felt up my body with his rough hands and cupped my face and kissed me with a passion that made me want to pull him back inside me.

He finally broke the kiss and pressed his forehead against mine.

“Stay with me in the Southlands.” He whispered, gently rubbing my face with his thumbs.

“Is that an order?” I smiled and looked up at him.

“Please?” He smirked and kissed me chastely. “Stay with me?”

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