#because of all the uni assigments i had/still have to finish and they take all my time and energy

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Perfect distraction (Legolas x Elf Reader)

Summary: The reader, daughter of Elrond, is working on the library and, suddenly, Legolas starts distracting you…

Word count: 1,415

Warnings: Fluff and steamy kisses

Pairing: Romantic relationship

A.N: Hi my elves!! Sorry for not posting anything but i was with a lot of exams and assigments. Now that i’ve finish uni I’ll have more time to write. I’m so exited because I’ve been recieving requests and I enjoy writing them a lot. If you have requested something I’ll eventually get to it and post it. Sorry if there are some errors but english is not my firts language. This is my first post, based on a short image that i had about Lelogas. Please give it some love and comment if you want, I’ll appreciate it so much🥰. Thank you everyone!! Êl síla erin lû e-govaned vîn (A star shines on the hour of our meeting)🌌🧝🏻‍♀️

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It was a quiet morning, you could hear the birds tweet between the trees, laying in their nests. The sight from the library was so breathtaking, the valley of Imladris was above your feet, with all its beauty and magnificence, it felt like you were living among the clouds with a light so pure and intense that made everything ethereal. You wanted to go for a walk, maybe visit the lake and take a bath, but you needed to finish what you were doing, as soon as possible.

Suddenly, a pair of known hands startled you, caressing your hair and braiding it to be able to expose your sensitive neck to his touch. Only his. The tender touch of your skin was replaced by the splendid feeling that the brush of his lips against your collar bone provided you. Your eyes wanted to shut and you fell back to give better access to the tongue that was teasing you, wanting you to lose your mind because of his wet but soft kisses. He was asking you for permission to continue…

- Legolas, please, I’m trying to work. You’re distracting me. - You said while you attempted to escape from his grip.

- Do you know that when you’re concentrated you slightly bite your lips? I find it very hard to resist… - His hands massaged your back searching for your waist.

- Let me guess, you’re not letting me finish this, aren’t you?

- You’re very perceptive, meleth nîn (my love). You know me so well.

You tried to answer back, however, the blonde elf grabbed your waist, lifted you up for you to stand up and pushed aside the chair where you were seated in, giving him perfect access to your body. The table was pressed against your back so you didn't have nowhere to run. Your eyes met, feeling as if you had been separated from each other for a very long lifetime. He was eager for your touch, his eyes speaked for him. Without breaking your eye contact your hands wandered resting in his chest, covered by a silky shirt that showed part of his pale but radiant skin. You were so entranced by his beauty that you didn't feel his strong arms pulling you closer until your foreheads established contact.

- As much as I love the direction this is taking I need to finish reading that book. I promised my father I’ll help him and you know how he gets when I don’t “fulfill my duties” - You said noiselessly.

- But you’ve been working all morning and yesterday too. I just want a little attention from you, brennil nîn (my lady). - He said resting his hands on your waist.

You could feel his thumb rubbing on your hip, lightly pressing the skin underneath your dress in circular motions, which made you completely shiver. Your body, entirely, was reacting to the feeling of being pressed against Legolas’ figure, perceiving his soft breathing that synced with yours.

- I really think that last night I paid the proper attention you deserve, Melethron nîn (my beloved).

After saying that you knew your cheeks would be bright red, remembering last night made you flush. Legolas, noticing your expression, smirked showing his perfect white smile, making you remember the softness of his lips exploring every part of your skin. The elf, still smiling, pulled your body against him, hugging you so tight that he was able to rest his face in the crook of your neck, which made every cell in your body bristle. Legolas made you feel safe, his embrace felt like home, you were like glass between his hands, not fragile but dazzling and divine. You could sense him smiling while he stroked one side of your neck, your skin knew him so well. “Of course you did”, Legolas managed to say among needy touches and kisses on your neck and chin.

Whereas Legolas’ lips lowered your guard, your hands reached to his hair. It was styled with two little braids at each side of his head, behind his ears. Slowly, your fingers started to untie them, brushing Legolas’ hair and, momentary, fondling his ears with extreme tenderness. The moment when the tips of your fingers touched his silky lobes, Legolas lifted his head, watching you directly in your eyes, making you feel like your pupils were melting into each other. Calmy, not breaking your eye contact, he separated himself a few centimetres from you so he would be able to enclose your waist, firmer than before, suddenly sitting you on top of the table. You tried to push aside all of the papers and books that were on the table but Legolas was quicker.

- Y/n, do you really know what you do to me? - He told you taking your hand and placing it where his heart beated rapidly.

- I… I just want you to feel like I feel everytime you look at me with those absorbing blue eyes. - You smiled.

- Gellon ned i galar i chent lîn ned i gladhol (I love to see your eyes shine when you laugh).

As those words were mentioned by Legolas, all your body sensed a feeling of warmth and nervousness. You were like a little elf discovering love for the first time, you were reviving the intoxicating feeling of your heart stopping because of him. That prince made you lose your mind and you made him lose his. You were the perfect combination. You were in love with Legolas, you've always been.

You took a moment to admire your lover’s beauty. His golden hair, now wavy because of the previous braids, fell down, like magical waterfalls, and rested in his muscly shoulders. You couldn’t resist caressing him, sliding your fingers through the slight waves that had been formed. You reached his cheek and your thumb started to draw perfect circles, feeling his skin warm and flushed. Legolas kissed your hand gently making you feel the softness of his lips and the desire in his grip.

- I love you with your messy hair, that way I can see you, the real you. - You said with your eyes shining because of the emotions he made you feel.

- I simply love you, my starlight.

Your fingers wandered, wanting to touch each other, and you, at last, gave in to desire. Legolas’ orbs traveled between your eyes and lips, he was asking for permission to make the next move… That was not your first kiss but it would always feel like it has been. You dampened your lips, giving him the sign he needed to proceed. Your bodies were pressed against each other, your hands were held and the touch between your noses teased the other one. Both of your lips were ready. Legolas, tenderly, closed the distance between your mouths. Both of you were hungry, eager for the delightful brush of your lips. You were in ecstasy. His hands searched for the end of your skirt and sneaked inside your clothes, touching the soft skin of your thighs that reacted immediately to his touch. Your heart couldn’t beat faster.

Your tongues met and the kiss deepened, making the ambience of the room turbid, hotter. You could feel how Legolas lightly bit your lower lip between kisses, your head was on fire, you couldn't think about anything but the marvelous sensation of his lips against yours. Electricity runned down your spine, needing his touch. While your lips were desiring the other and increasing the rhythm of your tongues playing, savouring each other and being delighted with your taste, your hands began to unlace the elf’s blouse to be able to touch his torso. When your cold hands established contact with Legolas’ skin a growl escaped from his throat forcing you to not stop, you didn't plan to.

Without warning, the sound of far steps scared both of you, making you break your union. You realized you were at the library, you were on top of a table with your dress made a mess, Legolas with his shirt wrinkled and his hair messy. There were papers everywhere. You stayed in silence, looking deeply into your eyes, your hands held and shivering from your mutual arousal, until you could breathe again. Legolas’ lips were swollen and you supposed yours were too.

- Legolas, gi melin (i love you). - You whispered.

- I love you more than life, my starlight. - He said before grabbing your hand and guiding you to your bedroom.

Gi melin, y/n. He also whispered before kissing you again.

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