i wrote a thing!
Fic link: Crave (complete!)
fandom: LOTR, The Rings of Power | ship: Galadriel/Sauron
rated: E | tagged: tentacles, sentient rings, mind palace, enemies to lovers, consent issues, past abuse, under-negotiated kink
summary: Galadriel plays with fire; a strange seduction set in the Second Age before the drowning of Númenor.
Or, Sauron is a shape shifter and Galadriel+Nenya is a sea witch. A Haladriel tentacles fic, your honor.
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My love, my own, my precious, she hears deep inside of her, echoing within her bones and tissue. Unexpected, for the more of him inside her, the more they carry both rings together. It’s a heady, intoxicating feeling; power like nothing she’s wielded before. Her eyes close, entranced.
Let us do wonders, she hears Nenya sing. The One finishes the song: —only if you are with me.
If she could speak, there would be the mandatory “no” on her lips but Nenya sings back: we are yours. An immediate betrayal, but not unexpected. The One Ring, of course, rules them all.
But again, Galadriel is now bearing two rings of power in tandem.
It’s a curious, otherworldly feeling.
As the grip on her ankles tighten and her legs are spread further apart, she can feel the sea, and the earth, and the sky above. She can feel the unseen world too; its mysteries unknowable. To be a ringbearer is a burden, she knows, and yet this is uncanny to share. If she could only –
Her mind shorts out as the tentacle in her cunt is met with another, teasing at her clit first to see how thick and heavy it can get. The tease becomes torment and she see stars, her desire so intense, and within minutes she’s coming, the walls of her sex squeezing the tentacle within. It spurs him to split her open further. Another tentacle at her cunt and yet another teasing the ring of flesh at her ass. The tentacles seem to ooze with a slick of their own, while drenched with her pleasure. Her mouth is full now, her jaw loose and saliva dripping from her lips. Her body covered in sweat and slick makes such messy sounds as he ravages her.
“You are a marvel,” she hears him say in her mind. “Taking me like this. Like you were made for it.”
She does not quite know where his eyes are in this monstrous form but hers are like flame. “Fill me up, creature,” she thinks. “And find how much more I can take.”
“Good girl,” he says, and she would laugh at him if her mouth was free.
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he shifted shape, from wolf to serpent, and from monster to his own accustomed form
i wrote a thing! and this is the opening volley--
Fic link: Crave (1/3)
fandom: LOTR, The Rings of Power | ship: Galadriel/Sauron
rated: E | tagged: tentacles, sentient rings, mind palace, enemies to lovers
summary: Galadriel plays with fire; a strange seduction set in the Second Age before the drowning of Númenor.
Or, Sauron is a shape shifter and Galadriel+Nenya is a sea witch. A Haladriel tentacles fic, your honor.
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