Dominating a Balrog Slayer
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Category:
-Multi-Age › Het - Male/Female
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
3
Views:
3,392
Reviews:
6
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
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I do not own the Lord of the Rings (and associated) book series, nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.
Dominating a Balrog Slayer
Title: Dominating a Balrog Slayer
Author: Ivory Wolf
Summary: In this story, Glorifindel is an arrogant jerk who thinks he’s God’s gift. Your mission is to knock the cocky elf off of his pedestal and show him that males aren’t the only one who can be dominant.
Rating: NC-17
Pairing(s): Glorfindel and you
Feedback: desired.
Characters: Elrond, Glorfindel, you
Betas: myself
Author’s notes: below.
*Disclaimer: i don't own lord of the rings or the characters. i'm not making any money from any of this.
This one has been on my mind for a long while and I finally have gotten around to putting it down on paper. ^_^ Please read, enjoy, and review. Much love,
~ Ivory Wolf
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“You called for me Elrond,” you say as you enter his study.
“Close the door,” he says. You raise an eyebrow, but do as he says. You have a feeling that whatever he has to say must be important. Elrond isn’t one who is secretive about discussing your jobs because everyone knows what you do. As you sit down in the chair opposite from him, you have a feeling that this isn’t going to have anything to do with doing secretary work.
“I don’t mean to be rude,” you tell him after a few minutes of choking silence, “but could you please tell me what’s going on.”
“You know Glorifindel, right?” he asks.
You snort. “Who doesn’t? ‘The Warrior of Middle Earth.’ ‘The Golden Flower of Rivendell.’ ‘The Great Balrog Slayer,’” you roll off. “If I remember correctly, you are the one who gave them those names, correct?”
“I didn’t think it would go to his head,” he admits.
“Go to his head?” you gasp sarcastically. “Of course it hasn’t! It’s always been bigger than two of Middle Earth.”
“I know,” he snaps, causing you to close your mouth. It’s obvious that this has been on Elrond’s mind for a while and your sarcasm isn’t helping.
“What does Glorifindel’s ego have to do with me?” you ask.
Elrond takes a deep breath before he looks into your eyes. You see the regret in them and know that whatever he has to say can’t be go. “I need you to break him,” he says. “I need you to show him what it means to have full control over someone.”
Your cheeks pale and you stand up to leave the room. “I can’t believe you’d try to do this to me,” you mutter.
“Wait,” he grabs your wrist. “I know that it upsets you-“
“You don’t know shit!” you scream. “I only did that because my family was starving.”
“And who helped you feed and take care of your family? Who got you a career so you could leave that… job?” Elrond asks. You can tell he hates doing this to you, but you also realize that he’s desperate enough to say anything to get you to do this… even bringing up your past experiences with arrogant elves while you were a prostitute.
“That’s not fair and you know it,” you whisper, tears stinging your eyes. “I finally have respect Elrond. Don’t you get it? I’ve worked my ass off for centuries to finally get the respect I have now. And you expect me to throw it all away for some brat.”
“That brat used to be one of the kindest elves in Middle Earth and you know it,” Elrond reminds her. “After all, he was the one who brought you here.”
You cry as you remember that day. You were fighting off one of the customers who wouldn’t leave when Glorifindel came through the door. He flung the elf out of the door and brought you and your family to Elrond’s home. While your siblings sat on a comfortable wagon and slept, you rode on Glorifindel’s horse and talked to him the whole journey back. That was the day that you found your first friend. The day that Glorifindel was dubbed Nel by you. It was also the day that you gave your heart away.
“I know you still love him,” Elrond murmurs as he holds you. “I wouldn’t ask this of you if you didn’t.”
“But he’s gone,” you sob. “My Nel is gone.”
“He’s still there and you will bring him back.”
“Through sex,” you laugh through your tears. You look at Elrond and realize that he already knows your answer. “I’ve got to go and get ready. Don’t expect to see either of us for the rest of the day.”
Elrond’s jaw drops. “The rest of the day! You’re going to hold him off for that-“
“He’s become very arrogant,” you say in a determined voice. “He doesn’t just need to change. He needs to be punished.”
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Ooooooooooo, what’s going to happen next? Who knows. Review and we shall see what happens next.
~ Ivory Wolf
ps. If you don’t like violent sex type of things, don’t worry, there won’t be any of that. I have a different type of punishment for him in my mind. *evil grin* ta for now!
Author: Ivory Wolf
Summary: In this story, Glorifindel is an arrogant jerk who thinks he’s God’s gift. Your mission is to knock the cocky elf off of his pedestal and show him that males aren’t the only one who can be dominant.
Rating: NC-17
Pairing(s): Glorfindel and you
Feedback: desired.
Characters: Elrond, Glorfindel, you
Betas: myself
Author’s notes: below.
*Disclaimer: i don't own lord of the rings or the characters. i'm not making any money from any of this.
This one has been on my mind for a long while and I finally have gotten around to putting it down on paper. ^_^ Please read, enjoy, and review. Much love,
~ Ivory Wolf
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
“You called for me Elrond,” you say as you enter his study.
“Close the door,” he says. You raise an eyebrow, but do as he says. You have a feeling that whatever he has to say must be important. Elrond isn’t one who is secretive about discussing your jobs because everyone knows what you do. As you sit down in the chair opposite from him, you have a feeling that this isn’t going to have anything to do with doing secretary work.
“I don’t mean to be rude,” you tell him after a few minutes of choking silence, “but could you please tell me what’s going on.”
“You know Glorifindel, right?” he asks.
You snort. “Who doesn’t? ‘The Warrior of Middle Earth.’ ‘The Golden Flower of Rivendell.’ ‘The Great Balrog Slayer,’” you roll off. “If I remember correctly, you are the one who gave them those names, correct?”
“I didn’t think it would go to his head,” he admits.
“Go to his head?” you gasp sarcastically. “Of course it hasn’t! It’s always been bigger than two of Middle Earth.”
“I know,” he snaps, causing you to close your mouth. It’s obvious that this has been on Elrond’s mind for a while and your sarcasm isn’t helping.
“What does Glorifindel’s ego have to do with me?” you ask.
Elrond takes a deep breath before he looks into your eyes. You see the regret in them and know that whatever he has to say can’t be go. “I need you to break him,” he says. “I need you to show him what it means to have full control over someone.”
Your cheeks pale and you stand up to leave the room. “I can’t believe you’d try to do this to me,” you mutter.
“Wait,” he grabs your wrist. “I know that it upsets you-“
“You don’t know shit!” you scream. “I only did that because my family was starving.”
“And who helped you feed and take care of your family? Who got you a career so you could leave that… job?” Elrond asks. You can tell he hates doing this to you, but you also realize that he’s desperate enough to say anything to get you to do this… even bringing up your past experiences with arrogant elves while you were a prostitute.
“That’s not fair and you know it,” you whisper, tears stinging your eyes. “I finally have respect Elrond. Don’t you get it? I’ve worked my ass off for centuries to finally get the respect I have now. And you expect me to throw it all away for some brat.”
“That brat used to be one of the kindest elves in Middle Earth and you know it,” Elrond reminds her. “After all, he was the one who brought you here.”
You cry as you remember that day. You were fighting off one of the customers who wouldn’t leave when Glorifindel came through the door. He flung the elf out of the door and brought you and your family to Elrond’s home. While your siblings sat on a comfortable wagon and slept, you rode on Glorifindel’s horse and talked to him the whole journey back. That was the day that you found your first friend. The day that Glorifindel was dubbed Nel by you. It was also the day that you gave your heart away.
“I know you still love him,” Elrond murmurs as he holds you. “I wouldn’t ask this of you if you didn’t.”
“But he’s gone,” you sob. “My Nel is gone.”
“He’s still there and you will bring him back.”
“Through sex,” you laugh through your tears. You look at Elrond and realize that he already knows your answer. “I’ve got to go and get ready. Don’t expect to see either of us for the rest of the day.”
Elrond’s jaw drops. “The rest of the day! You’re going to hold him off for that-“
“He’s become very arrogant,” you say in a determined voice. “He doesn’t just need to change. He needs to be punished.”
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Ooooooooooo, what’s going to happen next? Who knows. Review and we shall see what happens next.
~ Ivory Wolf
ps. If you don’t like violent sex type of things, don’t worry, there won’t be any of that. I have a different type of punishment for him in my mind. *evil grin* ta for now!