Dominating a March Warden

Title: Dominating a March Warden
Author: Ivory Wolf
Summary: Youfic. You want to dominate a March Warden but is it possible?
Rating: NC-17
Pairing(s): Haldir and you
Feedback: desired.
Characters: Haldir's brothers, Haldir, and you
Betas: myself
Author’s notes: below
*Disclaimer: i don't own lord of the rings or any of the characters but "you." i'm not making money off of this.

Yes, I am still alive. Sorry I haven't updated on "to warm an advisor's heart" yet. trust me when i say that I'm in the process of writing the next chapter. I've been on vacation and had family problems so I haven't even much thought to writing lately so please be patient with me. "Love thine enemy" is dead at the moment. If I continue it, I'll rewrite the whole thing and I have an idea as to how it would go. anyway, on with the story!

This one was requested by MarzBar. A wonderful person who's always cheered me up with her comments.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

You study your prey. The moon is high in the air, shining on his blonde, almost white, hair as he stands proudly in the small clearing in the middle of the woods of Lothlorien. His eyes are blindfolded, but you know they are dark gray and starring in your direction. His arms are held up on either side of his head by ropes. Your eyes trail down his chest, noticing with wonder the nipple ring on his left nipple. The silver ring flickers as he breathes. Your gaze trails further down to his six pack. You are tempted to sigh. There is no doubt in your mind that this elf is beautiful. His lower regions are covered by a pair of thin pants, but you can still see his excitement.

His brothers did a good job bringing him out here and tying him up while he slept. You doubt you would have been able to get this far without them. Then again, you wouldn’t be doing this if they hadn’t pestered you about it.

“He’s too arrogant for his own good,” one had said.

“Besides, it’s not like you haven’t been wanting to,” the other said. “You were talking about it the other day.”

“But I was only joking,” you said.

“You didn’t sound like you were to us,” he said.

“Punish him,” he said.

“Dominate him.”

And that was that. So now you’re here with a tied up elf and you have no idea what you should do next.

“If you don’t untie me this instant I will make you both regret it when I get free,” he says. You smile. He thinks he is talking to his brothers.

“Now Haldir, I thought you learned better than to threaten a lady,” you purr. His mouth drops in shock when he recognizes your voice. Of course he didn’t expect you to be in on this. After all, just yesterday he called you the goody-two-shoes of Lothlorien.

“What are you doing here?” he asks. “And where are my dear brothers?” He tests the ropes, finding they still hold strong.

“Back asleep most likely,” you say. You take silent steps towards him until you are only an inch from him. “In all honesty, I don’t care to know where they are.”

He sighs. “Fine. Will you cut me down? It seems they are trying to play a prank on me of some sort-“

“No,” you interrupt. You give into temptation and touch his nipple ring. You hear him gasp as you caress it.

“Why…not…?” He sounds slightly breathless, giving you more confidence.

“Because I did not have them tie you up just to let you go so quickly,” you say. You can tell he is shocked by this when he pulls back from you.

“You’re the one behind this,” he says. “Why? If it’s because you wanted to tumble between the sheets with me, I would gladly do so right now once you cut the ropes.” His statement ends in a purr, causing your heart to race. You have wanted Haldir for so long, you are tempted to cut the ropes.

Then again…

You caress his nipple ring again before giving it a light jerk. “I think I like you in this position,” you say.

“What position is that? Standing up? That’s easy to do my sweet. If you would but release me, I will find a very comfortable tree to push you-“ He cuts off with a gasp with you lick his nipple. You take it in your mouth and flick the ring with your tongue. Your hand moves to his other nipple and caresses it. You lightly pinch it, enjoying the sound of Haldir’s moan.

You release his nipples and take a step back. You force yourself not to pant as you watch him bite his lip. He tugs on his rope with more force, as though he wants to grab you and-

“I think I like you tied up,” you say as you try to get imagines of Haldir pounding you into a tree out of your mind.

“I think you’d like it more if I had you tied up,” he says. “I would do things do you that would have you screaming my name.”

You step close again. Your hand rubs his erection through his pants. He thrusts against your hand. You stop. He tries to control his hips as they seek your hand.

“And I think I like being the dominant one,” you say.

Haldir frowns. “I will not be taken like a virgin maiden,” he says.

“No,” you agree. You grab his hair and pull him against your body. He gasps when he feels your bare breasts come in contact with his chest. “I will take you like a mistress takes her pet.”

His leg comes up and locks you against his body. His head tilts down and seems to look in your eyes through his blindfold. “And what makes you think I’ll be your pet?”

You smile. You bury your hands in his hair and you kiss him. You lick his mouth and try to enter. He blocks your tongue with his. You like his reaction. You want him to be stubborn and hard to conquer. It will make it all the sweeter when he’s begging for more.

You nibble on his lip and lick it. You try to invade him mouth again. He stops you. Your hand squeezes his erection. He gasps and your tongue enters his mouth. He tries to gain back control, but you refuse to withdrawal. You explore his mouth as you continue to rub his erection. He breathes heavily through your kisses as his hips thrust against your hand. You slip your hand inside his pants and are happily surprised to find he’s not wearing underwear. He moans when your hand grips his erection. You pump his erection, feeling him thrust his hips faster into your hand.

He puts his leg back down make it easier to thrust. You let go and step back.

You watch as Haldir struggles against the ropes like a trapped lion. His growls send shivers down your spine and his panting causes you to ache for more. His muscles move under his soft skin and beads of sweat run down his skin. You feel proud of getting such a reaction from a self-proclaimed womanizer.

You circle him. All of those days of training hard show in every part of his body and you enjoy the sight. You lazily trail your fingers down his back, watching his muscles involuntary flex at your touch. “When I’m done with you, you’ll never go to another elf again,” you say.

You reach around him without letting your body touch his and undo the ties of his pants. The pants drop to the ground and you admire the muscles in his legs. Your fingers dance on his stomach before moving to his back. You cup his ass and give it a squeeze. He grunts.

“And why’s that?” he pants.

Your fingers move to his sides, barely touching his skin as they trail down. He takes a shuddering breath and goose bumps appear on his skin. He’s used to rough sex. Sex that’s only about reaching immediately pleasure. You’ll show him gentle can be just as pleasurable.

“Why’s that?” he asks again. Your fingers trail up his arms and you move close, letting your body come into contact with his. He groans. “You’re naked.”

“So are you.” You reach as far as his wrists. You watch his hands curl as you go back down his arms.

“You never answered my question,” he says in a shaky voice.

You move his hair to one side and caress his neck. “Because I don’t share,” you say. You kiss the bottom of his neck. You lick your way up and find as spot on the back of his ear that causes him to moan. You suck on the spot as your hands grasp his erection. They move opposite directions along his erection. The sensations are too much for Haldir. He cries out in pleasure as he comes. You keep your tempo until his orgasm is over. He slumps and his chest heaves as he learns how to breathe right.

“That’s just a taste of what I’m going to do to you,” you purr in his ear. He shivers and you feel him stir in your hands. “And if you promise to be an obedient pet, I’ll get you down. What do you say?”

“I promise,” he says without hesitation.

You walk away from him. You walk to the tree on one side of him and touch the rope tied around it. It unknots itself and flutters to the ground. You go to the other tree. As soon as the rope hits the ground, you feel hands turn you around and slam you against the tree.

Haldir’s grey eyes are nearly black as they stare into yours. You can see the lust in them, the hunger for more pleasure. His eyes trail down your body. They watch you squirm under his heated stare. When his eyes reach yours again, you can see the arrogance in them.

“I’m going to fuck you until you remember who the dominant one is,” he growls. The statement knocks the air out of your lungs. You want him to do it. You want him to slam you against the tree and have his way with you. You want him to fuck you without holding back.

‘But not tonight,’ you remind yourself. ‘I have a mission.’

“I already know who the dominant one is,” you say. You push him hard. The action catches him off guard, causing him to stumble. You grab the rope and push him again. He falls. You straddle him and tie his wrists together. You hurry to the edge of the clearing and grab a wooden stake.

Lucky for you, Haldir is sitting on the ground trying to untie your complicated knot. You take advantage of the distraction and tackle him. You use the momentum to push his hands back and shove the stake between his bound wrists, trapping him to the ground.

You smile when you see his eyes glare at you. “Looks like tonight isn’t your night,” you say. “Meet plan B.” You pat the stake and watch his eyes stare at your breasts. You sit on his stomach. “You shouldn’t mess with an elf who knows what she wants.”

“And you shouldn’t mess with an elf who is much stronger than you. I can pluck this wood out of the ground in no time. And once that is done,” he smirks, “there will be no mercy when I take you.”

“Go ahead and try,” you say as he tries to pull his arms up. “But you’re forgetting one thing about my stakes.”

“And what’s that?” he asks.

“They don’t leave the ground unless I want them to. Just like you won’t be able to escape that knot unless I want it to,” you say. “Remember?”

He curses under his breath. “This is getting ridiculous,” he says. “I will not be dominated. I am stronger, fast, and smarter than you. I will not submit.”

Your eyes flash dangerously. “If you’re so much better than me then how is it that you are the one who’s tied up March Warden?” Your tone is cold, causing him to wince.

“I didn’t mean-“ he begins.

“I know exactly what you meant,” you snap. “You’re saying that you’re better than me. I hate to break it to you pretty boy, but I am smarter than you and I am faster than you. I was smart enough to know that you would try to take control the second I untied you and I was fast enough to take my control back.” You lean so close that you can feel his breath on your face. “You will submit to me before the night is over. Remember that.”

You sit up and study him. Whether he likes it or not, his body is reacting to a naked elf straddling him. You glance over your shoulder and smile when you see his erection standing, waiting to be touched.

“Now, my pet,” you think aloud. “What will your punishment be for your disobedience? After all, you did break your promise.”

“To please you,” he says hoarsely. He isn’t looking at your face, but the lower regions of your body. “My punishment should be to please you. Please.”

Your groin throbs at the thought of him licking you. “Very well, pet,” you say.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~