My eyes travel across the room, over people enjoying the party, feeling like the only one not socializing, the only one who was almost bored. The air filled with an organic mix of chatter and giggles, glasses clinking and music from the sextet. I was left to admire the decorations because a friend went off with a handsome elf with dark eyes that drew her in. It wasn’t really her fault, I could go socialize with someone but i didn’t feel like introducing myself to anyone, everyone around me was already deep in conversation.
I breathe a sigh before feeling a pair of eyes not far away on me, I casually turn and see the Lady Galadriel watching me, or Galadriel, she insisted I simply used her name, which felt strangely intimate. Something in the way she looked at me made my stomach do a small flip, a small smile playing on her lips. Before my brain could detangle itself she walked towards me
Oh shit oh shit is all my dumbass could think before it finally untangled and I give her a polite bow just as she approaches.
“Lady Galadriel” The title slips before I can mentally correct myself.
“Y/n, i recall telling you there is no need for any kind of formalities, we are past that by now”
“Forgive me, Galadriel” I give her a small smile, almost shy to meet her eyes.
She shakes her head, smiling. “Walk around the room with me” She offers me her arm, not giving me a choice to decline. Not that I would of course.
Arms interlaced as we walked around the room, the sound of people chatting and laughing among themselves, the mix of fragrances, which, as you walked, would have woodier or fresher notes as you passed different groups of people. I, being terrible at striking conversation, kept my eyes wandering around the room, while her’s wandered on me, without my noticing. Eventually we reached a small spot no one occupied, and stopped there. I could still her eyes on me before she excused herself to get us drinks.
Maybe that’s not a bad idea, she already knows a little bit of alcohol might loosen me up, I’m sure everyone in this room has noticed how stiff I am right now.
She returns with two glasses, filled with liquid a sweet pink color. We toast and take a sip, it tasted of cherries.
We started talking, the alcohol making me feel a little more loose and fluid in conversation. Me and my low tolerance. I think to myself realizing I was already feeling the alcohol after barely a full glass, even as an elf, my tolerance was pretty low. Galadriel’s had been empty for a while, only now realizing.
“Please, let me go refill your glass Galadriel” I offer, giving her a sweet smile.
She offered me her glass. “Perhaps, i should have taken my time with it, i didn’ give you enough time to finish your drink”
“Nonsense! I talk too much, that’s all” I follow with a laugh.
“I enjoy listening to you” She cocks her head sideways, looking at me with amusement. My stomach does the same flip and I excuse myself to refill the drinks quickly. I feel my face getting warm as I turn to the tables on the other side of the room. Maybe if i take my time my face has enough time to cool down before i go back to her. An elf stands by me, getting a bite to eat as she turns to me, seeing my face she raises her brows, probably thinking I was tipsy, which wasn’t a good look, what with two glasses in each hand. I turn away and walk back to Galadriel.
I don’t know how she has this effect on me, I mean she is the most beautiful being I’ve ever seen, I’m sure the most beautiful anyone has ever seen, it’s impossible to imagine someone more beautiful than she. Maybe it was also because of the way she spoke and moved, every move calm and collected, confident, I couldn’t help but admire that about her, she exuded confidence in every word she spoke and every movement she made. But I think it was her eyes that affected me the most, the way she would watch people, analyzing them, probably judging them too, in the way her eyes would squint slightly at someone at times. I doubt she even feels half of what I feel for her, holding me to the same regard as probably everyone else in this room, simply with respect, I felt some of the flutter leave me so I took a gulp of my drink. Was it my drink? Oh shit did I drink from her’s? Fuck.
I offered her drink back, my fingers grazing her’s as I let go.
“Sorry” I murmured.
“Stop apologizing, you apologize too much for your own good, but thank you” She watches me from over her glass as she takes a sip.
I made a small noise as I repressed the second apology threatening to spill. I drink and look away. Eventually the relaxed feeling creeped back with the help of the dear pink drink in my hand and I returned to the conversational flow I had before.
“Do I make you uncomfortable?” Galadriel says suddenly, stopping me mid sentence.
“Sorry?”
“You look at the decorations more than you look at me. Is there something I’m doing to cause that?”
“No- no.”
“What is it then? Please, you can tell me” She dropped her voice as she walked closer to me. “Is it the crowd? Is it suffocating?” Even lower now. Her head tilted down, closer, closer.
Nothing could have stopped the blush spreading across my face, this was the closest she’s ever been to me and my brain was once again one big tangle. “Uhh- uhm”
“Hmm?” Her eyes twinkled.
“Crowd” Was all I could manage, pathetically.
She simply nodded before she led me to an empty hallway, leaving both our cups on a table. We walked down the hallway, some doors closed, I heard voices behind them, not lingering to hear what might be happening behind them. So I hurried past them, Galadriel right behind me.
We reached an empty room, what looked like an empty drawing room, a large, empty window wide open on the other side of the room, inviting a cool draft in. I glided towards it, breathing in the fresh night air, eyes closed. I hear the door close somewhere behind me and then Galadriel standing next to me.
I open my eyes to look at her and she’s watching me again with a softer expression. “How do you feel now?” She asks me softly.
“Better, thank you” Now I’m staring back at her, and the feeling I had when I tried to meet her eyes vanished for a moment.
As if she could read my mind, “Are you comfortable?” She said, catching my hand and holding it between both of her’s. My doubts from before evaporated.
“Yes, are you?” Understanding what she meant, interlacing my fingers with her fingers, I left less space between us, wanting, needing, to be even closer to her, already missing the warmth I felt when her face was near mine back in the party. God she was so beautiful, the moonlight shone through the window, making the icy blue of her eyes perfectly highlighted, I was grateful the moon shone as it did tonight, it meant I could see her clearly now, even clearer than I could before.
“Yes.” I could feel her breath on me. Closer and closer, I inched slowly, slowly towards her face, towards her lips, looking between her eyes and lips, but her eyes stayed fixed on my lips. Butterflies.
She closed the gap between us and caught my lips on hers. Words cannot describe how sweet, how soft her lips were on mine, sweeter than the cherry drink, softer than I had ever imagined, my hands slipping from hers, arms going around her neck, drawing her even nearer. I could hear her hum in my mouth as she licked my lip and I opened my mouth to let her in, her tongue dominating my mouth, a moan escaping my lips as I held the back of her head, her arms wrapped around my waist, snaking up towards the clasp.
“May I?” She breathes as she pulls away, fingers on the laces already.
“Please” I moan. I could feel myself getting warm already, a throb intensifying, begging for relief.
She seemed to change her plans after hearing the desperation in my voice, slowing down her pace and taking her time to undo the bow on the back of my dress, a sly smile on her red lips and a glint in her eyes that both scared me and turned me on.
She led me towards the sofa somewhere in the middle of the room, once again kissing me with no plans of letting my lips breathe, and I loved it. She slowly moved the dress off me, lifting it up, letting my breasts free, then, as she sat me down on the sofa she threw the piece of green fabric onto the floor, that dark shade of green shining in the moonlight. My nipples hardened, partly from the cool outdoor breeze but mostly thanks to excitement. She took a moment to admire the figure before her, her hands hovering over me, her eyes twinkling as a smile spread across her lips, her face practically glowing. I blushed and tried to hide my face with my hand, she grabbed my wrist and moved my hand away.
“I don’t want you to hide your face or look away from me for a second. This party was agonizing enough with you looking away every second as if I was barely of any interest to you, I don’t think I can bare it a second more, and less now” Her eyes were hard but somehow pleading and I nodded, hating myself for making her feel like that for a second.
“Galadriel, you were all I could think about this entire time we’ve been around each other tonight. I’m sorry I wouldn’t look at you the entire night, I regret that, if I could make up for all the time I didn't look at you tonight now I would. You’re all I want to look at for the rest of my existence ” The words started spilling out before I could even process them myself, and my hands were already traveling up her dress and undoing the clasps behind her. She had a deep blush across her nose and on her cheeks, god it was so endearing, I couldn’t help but kiss her nose bridge. She smiled as she helped let the dress come off too and soon both dresses lay beside each other, discarded.
She was perfect. Soon every inch and curve was memorized and I began moving towards her boobs, one of my thumbs grazing over her nipple while i kissed and sucked on the skin of her neck, her skin soft and warm on top of me, her hips now rocked back and forth on my thigh and a moan escaped her lips, her head falling back, giving me more space to leave marks on it. I suck on her boob, my tongue pausing every now and again to circle her nipple as she kept grinding on my thigh, breathing out sighs. I moved my hand and slipped it under her panties and slowly massaged her throbbing clit, she let out another moan as her head fell back, sweat started forming on her forehead and neck. I quickened my pace and let her come onto my fingers. She moaned and tightened her thighs around my thigh and hand. I never stopped massaging her clit.
“Look at me” I said, holding her face so she would keep her now very dilated eyes on me as she reached orgasm, she shuddered as she gave a shaky moan, and it was the most beautiful sound I had ever heard, better than the music in the party. She let herself fall on my hand after climaxing. After she was done, I slipped two fingers inside her and pressed a few times onto her G Spot, hitting just the right spot. The look of surprise she had as her legs twitched almost made me come.
When she finished I drew back my hand and held up my sticky fingers in front of her, expecting her to lick them clean, but she held my wrist as she directed my fingers to my own mouth, so I obliged and licked them clean as I watched her, I could tell she was enjoying, because now she had a playful smile on her face as she held my gaze.
“My turn love” Her eyes darkened and she began kissing my neck, lightly at first but then increasing the pressure, her bites becoming hungrier and hungrier and I more and more needy for pleasure, lifting my hips for her as she got nearer and nearer to my underwear, a thin layer i wish she would just rip off my body, but she seems to love torturing me and took her time leaving as many marks as she could, some being tender kisses and others so hungry I really thought she was gonna bite my skin off, but I knew deep down she wouldn’t, which just turned me on more and more, resulting in louder and louder moans.
She reached the damned underwear, kissing over the fabric tenderly. I bucked my hips upwards and whined pathetically. She gave a laugh as she watched me struggle.
“I suppose you’ve been patiently waiting enough, pet” She ripped the underwear off me to my great satisfaction. I spread my legs wide open, ready for her to pleasure me as many times as she wanted. With a seductive smirk she swooped down, her tongue traced my cunt as she held my thighs in place, her nails digging in every so lightly into the skin. I watched her as her tongue made circles around my clit, licking up every bit of fluid dripping down. She picked up the pace as she licked my throbbing clit, eventually inserting two fingers inside me, angled perfectly as she went in and out at the perfect rhythm, her eyes never leaving mine.
“Oh- I’m so close” My breath hitched at the end as I felt her fingers curl inside of me, making me climax. I wrapped my thighs around Galadriel’s head, legs shuddering while I moaned her name loudly, tears falling from the corners of my eyes.
After I finished I opened my thighs, Galadriel drawing breath at last, her lips and cheeks red as she gasped for breath, her chest rising and falling quickly. God she’s so hot, I could watch her like this for hours. Maybe it was too early to be thinking of that just yet, so I just savored the moment in front of me.
She didn’t seem like she was done so licking her fingers clean she climbed on top of me and interlaced her thighs with mine, moving her hips so her clit would rub against mine. She went on at her own pace for what seemed an eternity, almost driving me over the edge, despite my whines for her to let me come. Eventually having enough she quickened the pace, grinding harder against my clit so we both came. We stayed like this for a while, catching our breaths, admiring each other as we did.
Shaky, I sat up and cupped her face, kissing her nose bridge tenderly and pulling her to lay on top of me. Softly kissing her hands, wrists, arms and shoulders as she lays on my chest, brushing the damp hair off her neck and face, a tired smile on her lips as she looks up at me. I could stay like this for an eternity, my arms wrapped around her, kissing her as many times as she’d allow, because I would never tire of it.
“I love you” I murmured into her hair. It came out so naturally I didn’t even realize what I said before the words were out.
She looked up at me and smiled, her face seemed to glow as she did. She pulled herself up to plant a kiss on the corner of my lips, once, twice.
“I love you more” She whispered back, hovering over my face so her warm breath caressed my cheek.
We stayed like this for a while, sitting in comfortable silence, enjoying the feeling of skin on skin, moonlight radiating off us.