I feel Legolas, at least in the Hobbit timeline, would be a very flirtatious elf. As long as his father wasn’t looking, of course~
I want to be Thorin’s sub in the bedroom. I’d let him do anything. I’d want him to spank me for being a naughty girl, and tease me until I can barely stand it. Then, I want him to tie me up and fuck me over and over again, getting me close but never actually letting me cum. When I just can’t stand it anymore, he finally gives me permission to orgasm, and I scream his name out during my climax.
I want Kili to perform a strip tease for me and then crawl over to the bed. Then I would tie his wrists to the headboard and kiss him passionately. I’d touch and tease him, and suck his cock until it was hard. Then I’d put a cock ring on him so he couldn’t come. Then, he would eat me out until I came. Finally, I would ride his cock until I came again. After, I would take off the cockring and let him cum in my pussy.
I think about Kili, in a forge in Erid Luin. His hair is in a ponytail, and his shirt is off as he hammers out a sword. He is flushed and sooty and sweaty. He comes over to me, where I am watching him, and starts to take off my clothes and pushes me against a wall. He talks dirty to me as he fingers me and teases my clit. When I am dripping wet, he bends me over a table and fucks my pussy until I come.
Imagine Thorin’s gold sickness also makes him very possessive of you, his lover. He takes you down to the treasury, and strips you naked, then puts all kinds of jewelery on you. He stretches you open with him fingers and shoves a golden dildo into your ass as he fucks your pussy. He takes you over and over again, until his cum in oozing out of you. You two stay there all night, and he seems to get a little better.
I fantasize about Thorin being really rough during sex, biting me and slapping me. He would cum on my face after I sucked his cock and then he would fuck my ass and my tits. The whole time, he would talk dirty to me and call me all sorts of filthy names. Once we were both completely exhausted, he would become very gentle, kissing me and caressing me. He’d clean me up and hold me all night.
I know it’s not kinky or anything but…Every time I think about cutting, in order to stop myself, I always imagine Thorin coming up to me, wrapping his arms around me and pulling me close, whsipering in my ear that I am perfect and all the reasons why I should stop.