"𝙋𝙪𝙧𝙚 𝙇𝙚𝙜𝙤𝙡𝙖𝙨 𝙘𝙖𝙣𝙙𝙮." ༄ 𝘖𝘳𝘭𝘢𝘯𝘥𝘰𝘉𝘭𝘰𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘥 │Illustrated by our Legolas Cosplay │ Sensual, detailed, romantic MEGA SPICY smut / lemon (some is skippable) ❤️ Ardalings has been over 4,000 hours in the making. Part 1 is COMPLE...
Legolas regarded Faeriel beside him. The young elleth appeared pensive and even sad as she stared out over the meadow. A cluster of dried fruit lay untouched in her hand. After a few minutes of this, Legolas could no longer bear it. He reached out to gently clasp her forearm.
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Drawn from her melancholic reverie, Faeriel's eyes honed in on his hand and butterflies erupted in her stomach. She lifted her gaze to his. Swifter than the blink of a firefly, all thought scattered.
A shaft of moonlight bathed his handsome visage. It had been hours since she had a proper view of his fair features and as ever, her breath caught. His twin pools of blue sparkled, holding her in thrall.
His proximity made itself powerfully known then, causing the young elleth to again wonder in utter bewilderment what on Arda was happening in her body.
Her heart cantered in her chest. Tingly heat and swooping flutters besieged her everywhere. And once again came that altogether new sensation, that giddy, molten palpitation of her innermost roots, a delight which he need only gaze at her to summon.
Legolas tilted his head as he regarded her, causing his silver locks to spill about his shoulders. Faeriel stared as they shifted and gleamed in the moonlight. Oh how she longed to touch them...
"Forget not the food in your hand," he murmured with a smile.
Transfixed by the movement of his supple lips, she whispered, "Ohh."
Legolas smiled at her. His sapphires glimmered. To Faeriel, his smile shone brighter than the sun even in the midst of night. Faeriel watched as, without ceasing his steady regard, the prince slipped a berry into his mouth.
Faeriel licked her lips. Why did that look so... so...
Legolas' gaze dropped to follow the motion. The sight of that pink tongue delicately moistening those voluptuous, rosy lips set his heart racing. Warmth engulfed him, tingling in his loins as thoughts of kissing her coursed into his mind. What would that feel like? Soft...? Warm...? Ai!
