Desire

The ring in his hand, Frodo stared across at the beautiful elf maiden Arwen. She wore a long flowing blue robe, which was folded in a way that it just showed a hint of the luxuries within. Her lips were full and sensuous, her eyes a deep blue that Frodo could get lost in for days. She looked at him and smiled innocently. How Frodo would have liked to have bitten into those lips, sucked on them, anything. Of course now, thanks to the help of Boromir, he could, and would.

It had all started when Frodo had arrived in Rivendel, up until this point he had used the ring twice, and had disappeared completely both times. He looked across the halls of people, he had wanted to go and meet the elf maiden who had saved him from the Ring wraith. His eyes caught her properly for the first time and he actually felt himself gasp. She was, in a word, amazing, the most beautiful thing he had ever set his eyes on. She laughed at something the man she was talking to said, and Frodo’s cock harden. He couldn’t hear what she was saying, but he felt himself fixated on her mouth, her luscious pink tounge flitting around her mouth as she spoke. Her teeth were a brilliant white, and her lips sensually pouted slightly whenever she stopped talking. He felt a hand grasp his shoulder and he nearly jumped out of his skin. He looked up to see the grinning face of the human Boromir.
“That man she is talking to, it is the one you know as Strider.” Bormomir said, glancing across at the two of them. “I’m afraid that not only is she way out of your league, but she is taken.”
“I beg your pardon?” said Frodo, trying to stop his voice quivering. Boromir let out a laugh and looked down at the Hobbit.
“There is a way though my small friend, that ring you have, it possesses a great power, a power that all kinds of folk find irresistible. There have been times when you have felt that you needed to put that ring on, yes?” Frodo looked a little guilty, but nodded. “Well, the ring has the same effect on women. guilty, but nodded. “Well, the ring has the same effect on women. The ring makes you disappear doesn’t it?”
“Yes.”
“Well, why don’t you go up to that elf maiden…” the woman Boromir pointed at was not Arwen, but a different maiden. She was very attractive, not a patch on Arwen, Frodo thought, but attractive all the same. “…and tell her that there is a disturbance in your room. When you get there you must put the ring on, but concentrate hard on not disappearing. You will either come back into view, or stay invisible, try it.” Frodo fingered around at the ring in his pocket, and approached the maiden.