#Halbrand smut

[little-diable]

Please send in some Halbrand thoughts, I fear I need to write for him again

[barbedbetty]

Apples

Halbrand x Reader

Warning: SMUT (wrap it before you tap it), oral (f & m receiving), dirty talk (not my forte forgive me), some fluff

I felt borderline insane for volunteering to go with Elendil to help Lady Galadriel and Lord Halbrand, who I heard was supposedly the lost King of the Southlands. I had spoken to both of them briefly when they arrived as one of the lead Healers of the island.

Lady Galadriel was kind but had a fierce nature about her, I had little knowledge about how to treat an Elf but I held nothing against her. Truth be told, I didn’t understand why most people hated them but if you voiced that opinion out loud, you were likely to get a less that pleasant visit from rough people in a alley.

Halbrand on the other hand was rough and rugged and handsome, there was something about him I couldn’t put my finger on. He was polite, didn’t want to cause a fuss, and obviously had eyes for Lady Galadriel. On the surface, he was a typical man.

But in his eyes, there was something lurking.

After I volunteered, I was helping pack some things in the infirmary when Halbrand came to see me.

We had a lovely chat if I’m honest, we sat on one of the beds and he told about Middle Earth and some of the herbs I’d find useful and he asked about some of the ones from the island. After a few hours, we walked to outside together as most of the trunks were being loaded onto the ships.

“Thank you for telling me about where we’re going, that knowledge is worth more than gold.” I said. “How can I repay you?”

“There’s no need.” He replied, waving his hand nonchalantly. “Call it a gift.”

“Thank you, my lord.” I curtsied and smiled up at him, he was so tall compared to others.

“Thank you for accompanying us, my lady.” He bowed and winked at me, it made me blush.

I watched him walk away and I felt even more excited about the trip.

Once we arrived in Middle Earth, we found a small abandoned port to dock our ships. We set up camp and I sighed as I set my small tent up. Once I had it the way I wanted, I stepped inside and laid down on a thick blanket.

I just laid down and closed my eyes for a second, but when I opened my eyes the light was gone and it was pitch black outside. I peeked through the flap and saw the moon high in the sky, at this season meaning it was around midnight.

I felt groggy and stood up. I changed out of my day dress into a thick nightgown and tried to go back to sleep but it eluded me.

I was hungry and instead of trying to find the kitchens which were probably empty, I went down to the ships. There were probably still stores of fruits and salted meats that I could sneak away a few things that wouldn’t be missed.

I was down in the galley looking at the barrels for apples when I heard someone walking on deck.

I wasn’t doing anything wrong but I still felt like a child that was sneaking sweets after bedtime.

“Good evening, my lady.”

I turned and saw Halbrand smirking at me from the doorway. I smiled and bowed my head.

“My Lord.”

“What are you doing here so late?” He asked as he walked downstairs towards me.

“I fell asleep and missed dinner.” I shrugged and turned back to look for some food. “I figured I could take a few apples that wouldn’t be missed.”

I felt him step up right behind me and I froze. He reached around me and plucked a red apple from the barrel and gently turned me to face him.

“Like this one?” He smirked and held it out for me, but when I reached for it he pulled it back.

“Ah ah,” he chuckled and held it in front of my mouth. “Take a bite.”

I felt a shiver rush up my spine as he took a hold of my hip to hold me in place and step as close to me as he could.

“Go on.” He whispered. “I promise it tastes just as sweet as it looks.”

I blushed as his green eyes sparkled with mischief and lust, he lips ticked up in the corners as he waited for me to take his bait.

I’d be lying if I said I didn’t find him attractive, he was mysterious and charming, a dangerous combination.

I might never see him again after the battle, I thought to myself, it pulled at my very soul to think that.

So without waiting another second, I leaned forward and smirked at him playfully as I took a bite of his apple. Completely aware of the euphemism he was insinuating with his act, although he seemed surprised I played along with him.

I pulled my head back and swallowed the sweet bite.

I licked my lips of the juice and he watched my tongue run along my upper lip.

Feeling suddenly bold, I pushed the apple away and stepped closer to him and pushed my body against his and smiled.

“I’m hungry for something else now.” I whispered.

“What would that be?” He asked as he tossed the apple aside and held onto my hips to pull me as close as he could.

“You’ll see.” I whispered as I leaned forward and kissed him.

He moaned and teased my bottom lip with his tongue as he kissed me fiercely back.

I traced my hands down his body as he led the kiss and began untying his belt, once I did I pulled my head away and he started kissing and nipping down my neck as I fumbled a little with trying to undo the belt. He laughed softly against my neck and one of his hands wandered over my ass and began kneading the flesh there as he suckled on my pulse. I moaned and my fingers shook as I fought against the urge to let him do as he pleased to me.

I groaned and finally pushed his trousers down. I reached up and pushed at his shoulders and he looked stunned that I pushed him away. His back hit a vertical beam and I supposed he thought for a second that I changed my mind.

But only for a moment, as I got down on my knees and started to stroke his thick cock with my hand.

He moaned louder and threw his head back against the beam.

“You don’t have to d-Ah!”

He cried out as I leaned forward and took the tip in my mouth. I felt his begin to shake and his hands trembled as they threaded through my hair.

I closed my eyes and gently suckled on the tip while his fingers found purchase in my hair.

I twisted my fist while sucking him and every once in awhile I’d massage under the tip with my tongue which made his moan and pant.

“That’s it.” He whispered as he thrusted his hips a little. “Good girl.”

I shivered and moved my hands to hood onto his hips while he helped me bob my head back and forth along his length.

“S’pretty on your knees for me,” he moaned as he jerked his hips a little when I swirled my tongue around the tip. “You’re so beautiful.”

I blushed and kept moving my head when he pulled me off of him. I looked up and must’ve looked a mess with swollen lips and my eyes welling up with tears from trying not to gag.

He leaned down and pulled me to my feet and started kissing me like his life depended on it.

He turned me toward the beam and grabbed my hands and placed them on the soft wood. He pulled my hips back and kissed across my bared shoulder.

“Don’t move.” He grunted as he lifted my skirt up and felt up my backside.

I felt his fingers glide over my wet entrance and I moaned, then I felt his tongue.

“Ohhh, my lord.” I groaned softly as he began licking thick, hot stripes up my center and then his long fingers began pumping inside me.

I grinded my hips as much as I could and tilted my head back, moaning like a wanton courtesan.

He moaned against my skin and drew quick small circles around my clit with his tongue and I felt a tingle slowly move up my spine.

“I’m gonna come!” I cried out, I gripped the wooden beam as tightly as I could and arch my back like a cat. I was right there, transfixed on a precipice of a fall and he pulled away.

I whimpered and leaned my forehead against the beam.

“Noooo.” I whimpered and almost stomped my foot.

“Patience, luv.” Halbrand whispered as he kissed my shoulder and bit gently at my skin as his rough fingers felt up my thighs and grasped my hips firmly.

“I’ll give you what you want.” He promised and when I was about to answer him, he thrusted his full length inside me.

I opened my mouth to scream but he covered my mouth.

“Shhh, only I get to hear the sounds you make.” He chuckled and I felt it as he pushed his chest along my back. “The guards are going to come back soon. You don’t want them to hear you, do you?”

I moaned and grew a little embarrassed by the wetness that now surrounded his cock inside me. He shuddered and nipped at the back of my neck.

“Oh you naughty girl.” He pulled my chest up so I was almost standing and his front was completely flush against my backside.

He felt so deep, it was like I could feel him in my chest. I could barely breathe let alone speak if he moved his hand away.

He began a slow deliberate pace where he’d pull out halfway then push back inside me. My eyes rolled into my head, it felt like every single nerve ending on my body was on fire. It felt so primal and feral yet intimate. He hand over my mouth was determined not to move but he wasn’t putting any pressure that would make it uncomfortable. His thick, hot cock was burning me from the inside out but I could’ve lived with that deep passionate burn forever.

I moaned and let him use my body as he wanted.

“Oh, that’s my good girl.” He whispered in my ear, his breathing was trembling and the way his voice cracked made me feel powerful.

“You want to come on my cock, don’t you?” He asked. “You want to finish inside you?”

I nodded and moaned again circling my hips as he thrusted into me as a sign of my willingness. He groaned into my hair and snapped his hips up. I cried out at the sudden movement and I feel his chest begin to rise and fall quickly as he panted and his pace quickened.

“Yes, you feel so perfect around me.” He moaned louder than before and sped up. “I can feel you’re close, that’s it.”

I held onto the beam and leaned my head back against his shoulder and my vision went white as I came, my pussy pulsating around his cock. I screamed into his hand and felt my body seize up with overstimulation. It was all too much.

The heat from his body, the burning pleasure from my own, the way he sped up and gripped my hip so hard I knew it’d leave a bruise.

He shouted as he came inside me and leaned his head against the back of my shoulder. He was panting and shivering, his hand left my mouth and I licked my lips to try and stave off the dryness I immediately felt.

For a minute we stayed still, trying to catch our breath and he stayed inside me as deep as he could go. He thrusted a little deeper and we both winced. I gasped and tried to push his hips away but he held my hand instead.

“No, luv.” He whispered against my skin. “Not yet, I want to feel you for as long as I can.”

I leaned fully against the beam and shivered when I finally managed to catch my breath.

He started kissing the back of my neck and chuckled.

“What’s so funny?” I whispered.

“A few weeks ago I was stranded and didn’t think I’d find salvation.” He finally pulled out of me and I gasped and groaned as my legs began to buckle. I heard him buckle his trousers back up and while I tried to gain some footing, he bent over and put his arms under my knees and back and picked me up.

He looked into my eyes and gripped me tight as he smiled.

“And now, I hold the sun in my arms.”

I blushed and wrapped my arms around his neck and leaned my head against his chest.

“Let’s go back to my tent.” He whispered. “I have apples there you might like.”

[pursuitseternal]

“Something (wicked this way comes)” for Halloween, a modern Haladriel werewolf AU

Haladriel Modern Werewolf AU |E| 4K

Summary: Gal finds herself more than what’s on her shopping list… a handsome stranger with golden green eyes and a magnetism she can’t resist… Good thing her brother isn’t anywhere near. He’s too busy hunting for that Monster, wherever he might be… Inspired by a local werewolf tale where I live.

Read on AO3

CW: some blood, A/B/O rules that are fast and loose, total stalker vibes, fated mates, star-crossed mates (sister of his enemy after all), naked Halbrand… 🌶️ spice and I don’t mean pumpkin pie seasoning 🎃

He will make you howl

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Fuzzy. Aching. My head throbbed and cheeks burned, my eyes struggling to focus as they fluttered open to the warm orange light. I felt sick. Like the worst hangover of my life. Or like I was hurled unconsciously over miles. Wherever I was, something soft and warm cocooned around me.

It all came rushing back to me—the blood, the glistening skin, the howls and glowing eyes in the middle of the road. The dark Wolf, the sexy man, the familiar stranger. I was wherever Halbrand had taken me.

And this wherever it was a small, single room cabin, Franklin stove included that gave off the eerie orange glow. Better than the dungeon you thought a monster would inhabit. I laid on a mattress, covered in thick flannel quilts and soft downy pillows. All of which was just inundated with his scent.

Something stirred beside me in the shadows, in the darkest corner of the room, and Halbrand leaned his head into the light.

“Well, if the princess isn’t finally awake,” he taunted, a sharp, cruel edge to that baritone. Like gravel in his voice. “Took you long enough to come to…” he flexed his hand in the firelight, long dark claws extending from his fingers making me catch my breath. “Would have thought you stronger as Finrod’s sister, but…”

He shrugged, standing to his feet as he crossed the small distance, his bare feet silent on the wood planks of his floor. I realized with a clench of my gut and a heat in my body that he was still naked.

And he clearly liked what he saw in me. I had to look away from that cock. Bigger, thicker than any I had seen in pictures or online. Impossible. Monstrous. I forced my eyes away, even as it made the heat between my hips flare to agony as I did so.

Smooth, silent, the true beast he was, he sat on the mattress beside me, fluid as he framed my body between his arms, his face just hovering over my cheek, my hair, as he smelled me.

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My entry for Monster Mash Bingo for @thehaladrielfancollective AND for “spice” for @hellghoulweek 🎃🎃

[marimosalad]

🌶️NSFW🌶️

See it uncensored on AO3 🖤

[humorously-yours]

So, the thing is..................

The show makers of The Rings of Power did their best, gave their 1000% to the buildup of hot sizzling chemistry between Halbrand aka The Dark Lord Sauron and Galadriel. In the Lord of the Rings book, there is no mention of any likeness, crush or love related feelings between these two characters for each other. But we as Fanfic smut readers who are still inhaling the polluted air of this bluish green globe, just to read some fanfics stories of our favourite fictional characters till our last breath😌, knows that it might be unintentional on behalf of show makers, but we have reached the point that we now want Sauron & Galadriel in a relationship🙈.

I know that it's impossible because they have adapted the book and want to keep their content similar to the original bookish stuff. But, Since we stupid people are shipping these two since season 1 aired, I would like to say to the show makers that you are successful in attracting the audience you wanted. And We are your audience🙂‍↕️.

Amazon Prime- We heard that you people like Enemies to Lovers tales.

Haladriel shippers- Yes! We do like such stories. What do you have for us??

Amazon Prime- We have a show called The Rings of Power. It's a prequel of the famous franchise The Lord of the Rings. The show will have characters who would likely experience an unintentional sexual tension between them, but they won't end up together.

Haladriel shippers- They won't what???

Amazon Prime- They won't end up together. But they will still experience the chemistry between them.

Haladriel shippers- Then what's the purpose of casting such actors who would give their best to their characters. But the Audience won't get the thing they wanted.

Amazon Prime- We thought, You'd like this concept☺️.

Haladriel shippers- Yuh! We like this concept...

(😶😶😶😶😶😶😶😶😶😶😶😶😶😶😶)

Haladriel shippers after watching season 2 trailer-

Just drop the damn season 2 on Amazon right now. Why are you torturing us?? Huh!😫

[pinkpinkboota]

아무래도 할라드리엘 쉽의 키워드는 웻드림ㅋㅋ일거같은데 그렇게됫다... 이정도의 수위를 그린게 얼마만이야 설마 짤리진않겠지 짤리면 어쩔수없구 :)

[meohme-thedorklord]

Happy International Self-Care Day, my dear horny bishes 😌

Pour yourself a glass of something delicious, charge your favourite toy, get in a bubbly bath… and enjoy angsty Haladriel/Saurondriel tales by our fandom’s naughty writers 😏

[little-diable]

Darkness - Halbrand (smut)

As promised, I finally got to sit down and write a Halbrand drabble. Please reblog and like if you enjoyed reading this. I'd appreciate it. Enjoy my loves. xxx

Summary: Halbrand catches the reader admiring the stars, and while the ship sails ahead to Middle Earth, he makes her feel things no Human nor Sindarin words could ever describe.

Warnings: 18+, smut, unprotected sex, somewhat public sex

Pairing: Halbrand x Elf!fem!reader

The stars were twinkling in the sky, blinking one by one as if they were telling a story - each waiting for their turn. She couldn’t draw her eyes away from them, and had never been able to stop admiring the finest and rawest beauty this world could offer her. 

“What do you see? Up there, I mean.” His voice ripped her out of her thoughts, forcing her eyes away from the sky. Her heart skipped a beat as her eyes met his, momentarily losing her trail of thought. 

From the moment their paths had crossed on that forsaken raft, he had made her feel like this. A feeling no human nor Sindarin words could manage to describe. 

“Secrets. Long forgotten stories of the ones whose names we no longer remember.” Halbrand took a step closer, and another, till he came to rest next to her, hands placed on the wooden railing of the ship, right next to hers. With her teeth biting the inside of her cheek, (y/n) forced herself to stare ahead, not wanting to lose herself in his closeness. 

“If being on that raft for endless nights taught me one thing, it was to admire what I’ve never allowed myself to admire before.” Her breath hitched in her chest as he slowly placed his hand on top of hers, interlacing their fingers. Perhaps she should have pushed him away. Perhaps she should have chased the distance he was currently minimising. And yet she didn’t. She couldn’t.

“Do you fear the days ahead?” It took Halbrand a moment to reply, he turned his body towards hers, fingers still interlaced as his other hand found her cheek. He studied her features, held the same expression she had when she had admired the sky above. Heat rushed through her body like the river flowing through Valinor, taking over every part of her body. 

“I don’t fear much, the only thing I fear is the uneasiness lying ahead.” Halbrand squeezed her hand, distracting her from his words. With his eyes flickering down to her lips, he pulled her closer, not sparing any attention to the closeby soldiers. Stuck in a trance neither of them had ever felt before, she felt his breath teasing her lips, wanting to draw her in.

An impatient huff rumbled through her, hoping that he’d give in and finally press his lips against hers, wanting to chase the contact mere humans would describe with the most loving words imaginable. With a chuckle clawing through him, Halbrand kissed her, lips perfectly moulding against hers.

(Y/n)’s body worked on its own, arms finding their way around his neck, pulling the smirking man even closer. His hands were no longer searching hers, though placed on her waist to keep her in place, not daring to let go of (y/n). Both had a hard time breathing, hearts racing too fast for their bodies to catch up with, urged on by the carnal desire to feel and experience more than this. 

With a sigh he pulled away from her, staring at her for a few seconds before he started to pull her along. No further words were spoken as Halbrand guided (y/n) down to the bottom of the ship, having a place in mind that could offer some kind of privacy to the two. Halbrand took in his surroundings before he pushed her into the small cabin, lips searching hers once again. 

They were engulfed by darkness, though a darkness so comforting, (y/n) didn’t spare any thoughts on the dangers lingering in this very cabin. Halbrand’s calloused fingers did quick work of her uniform, helping her out of the metal, exposing her body with every piece finding its way to the ground. (Y/n)’s fingers did work of their own, desperate to feel his warm skin beneath her fingers. 

She found herself pressed against the nearest wall as the last piece of clothing was torn off her body, leaving Halbrand to explore the skin he couldn’t see in the dark. One of her hands trailed down his upper body, tracing the carefully chiselled muscles - one by one - before she reached her destination. 

“Fuck,” Halbrand moaned against her lips, eyes fluttering close to relish in the unfamiliar touch. She pumped him slow at first, not wanting to rush the moment, and yet (y/n) couldn’t help but hope to hear his voice again. But before his vocal cords could produce yet another sound, he pulled her hand off his cock. 

Without another warning, Halbrand pulled one of her legs around his waist, hand disappearing between her thighs. She was dripping for him, desperate to feel him buried inside of her like she had dreamt of him doing for days on end now. Her head fell against his shoulder, muffling the sound of her moans.

“Shh, gotta be quiet, we don’t want to wake the others, do we?” A spurt of adrenaline shot through her, head slowly shaking from left to right. His fingers circled her clit, adding more pressure to his touch as Halbrand kept on teasing her, dragging out the moment. Whimpers, moans and silent beggings rolled off her tongue, hoping that he’d give in and fuck her, giving the two what they’ve been desperate for. 

And as if he no longer could hold back, Halbrand let go of her for a moment, only to align himself with her heat. He pulled her in for a searing kiss, distracting her from the feeling of his cock slowly sinking into her tightness. Their moans were swallowed by their close contact, hearts singing a tune of lust and adoration, hoping that the moment would never pass. 

A devilish grin tugged on Halbrand’s lips, she pulsed around him, moans growing louder with every ferocious thrust. He fucked her against the wall, leaving his marks, claiming her as his. And she loved every second of it, not daring to think about the ones lying nearby. 

“God,” Halbrand groaned, eyes squeezed shut as he tightened his grip on her leg, nails leaving marks behind on her skin. “We should have done this much sooner.” 

(Y/n) couldn’t reply, too focused on her arising high, hand disappearing between their bodies to circle her clit, pushing her further towards the edge. Her walls fluttered around his cock, trying to pull him even closer, begging him to pick up the pace of his thrusts. Their moans bled together, forming a moment so raw, so intimate, neither Halbrand or (y/n) ever experienced before.  

“Cum for me, love.” With a deep breath sucked into her aching lungs, (y/n) came on his cock. He had to cover her mouth with his hand, drowning out her moans. And with one last thrust, Halbrand followed her down the edge, imprinting himself on her walls, heat thumping through her system. 

“I got you, hold on.” Sweet nothings were murmured as he pulled out of her, keeping her close to stabilise her trembling frame. And as they were standing there, engulfed by darkness, they were sure that they were admiring something far more beautiful than the twinkling stars.

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[barbedbetty]

Stay with Me

Halbrand x Fem!Reader

Warnings: Semi rough, semi public, p in v, a little dirty talk, sex on an anvil bc c’mon, oral (fem receiving)

Y’all gotta forgive me, I just saw the new ROP yesterday and so this was not reviewed

When I first met Galadriel and Halbrand in Numenor, I had a strange mix of feelings about them.

Galadriel is kind and compassionate and fierce, she carried herself with confidence that I could only dream of having.

Halbrand on the other hand was more mysterious, he was constantly watching everyone. A lot like me I suppose, I grew up in my fathers forge and while most girls weren’t in the Navy, it wasn’t forbidden. He was spending a lot of time with my father watching him work and helping him with a few projects. I did think he was handsome but I steered away from him, he was a stranger to our island and I didn’t want to get attached.

Or so I thought, once I volunteered to go to the Southlands to fight with Galadriel, he was taking more interest in me.

I remember how Halbrand looked at me when I signed up for the voyage and he was waiting in the archway of my fathers forge that night.

“My father is away for the night.” I said as I walked past him. I set down a few things from the market and I saw him from the corner of my eye turn to face me.

“I didn’t come to see him.” He said in a low tone. “Why did you volunteer to go to the Southlands?”

I paused and turned to look at him. He looked ever more handsome with the moonlight behind him and his green eyes almost glowed in the firelight.

“I thought an adventure might be fun.” I smirked at him and he smiled.

“War is an adventure?” He came closer and I could smell the saltwater still drying on his skin.

“War is a part of life, it brings peace when done correctly.” I said quietly.

“I agree.” He reached out and gently grasped my chin, he tilted my head up so I was forced to hold eye contact.

He leaned toward me and it was like time stood still, he moved closer and closer and I was frozen in place. When his lips touched mine, it felt like my blood was on fire and then everything was moving too fast.

His fingers quickly went from my chin to my neck and I ran my hands up his chest to his shoulders and yanked him towards me.

His kiss stole the air from my lungs and I was not complaining. His other hand gripped my hip and pushed me backwards till the back of my thighs hit the large anvil.

He pulled his lips away and kept his grip on the back of my neck. He glanced down at the anvil and I could see his pupils get bigger and he looked back at me with a hunger that almost frightened me.

“If you want me to stop, tell me right now.” He said in a deep tone while holding my neck tighter with one hand and slowly lifting my skirt with the other. “Once I start, I will not stop.”

“Don’t stop.” I whispered and grabbed his collar and kissed him hard.

He easily lifted me to set me on the anvil and yanked my skirt up as far as he could. I reached down to untie his belt but he grabbed my wrists in a shockingly tight grip and shook his head.

“Not yet.” He whispered.

Before I could even let out a breath, Halbrand knelt before me and lifted my legs on top of his shoulders and started licking my cunt.

I cried out and gripped the anvil as tight as I could. He held tight to my thighs and moaned as his tongue made indecipherable designs in my folds, I felt him groan into me and I wanted to scream.

Everything felt amplified, I’d never experienced anything like this before. My skin felt like it was on fire, his tongue was erasing thoughts from my mind until there was only him. I could hear people laughing in the pub across the road and see dust floating through the firelight, I looked down and Halbrand was looking up at me. When we made eye contact, he pushed his tongue as far as he could inside me and I moaned out loud, I bit my lip and leaned my head back. His nail bit into my flesh but there was so much adrenaline pumping through me I felt nothing.

He moaned again and I felt my climax coming, so fast that it almost scared me. I tried to tell him to slow down but every time I could get a syllable out, he pushed his tongue further inside me and curled it against that one perfect spot and I almost blacked out.

Too soon, he tugged my thighs as tight as he could, he growled against my clit and curled his tongue over and over and over until I saw stars and my vision went white. My muscles grew tighter than ropes on a sail and I covered my mouth with one hand to try and keep my scream as quiet as possible.

I was still panting when Halbrand stood up, slowly lowering my legs from his shoulders and he licked his lips slowly before taking my hand off my mouth and kissing me slowly.

“Halbrand.” I whispered he pulled away.

“Y/N.” He whispered back and smiled at me. “I’m not done yet.”

He smiled as he held onto my hips and pulled my body flush against his, I could feel his cock rub against my cunt. I moaned and leaned my head back. He grabbed the back of my head and pulled me back to him.

“Look at me.” He growled and then he pushed slowly inside me.

I gasped and opened my mouth to cry out but no sound came out. His green eyes held my gaze in a strange way, it was so intimate that it made me blush more than his cock hitting my cervix. I shivered when he paused for a moment, he was taking deep and slow breaths.

“Don’t look away.” He whispered as he pulled his hips back slowly and gripped the back of my neck. “Look at me, luv.”

“Yes,” I gasped as he pushed back inside me. “Yes, Halbrand!”

I moaned and fought against the urge to to close my eyes, instead gripping his shoulders as tight as I could to hold him close.

His pupils were so big, his eyes were practically black, his tunic had fallen open and I could see his chest was flushed up to his neck. His thrusts were gaining speed and force and knocking the air from my lungs. All I could do was hold onto him as my eyes welled with tears.

He smiled as he kept thrusting harder and harder and whispered.

“You can close your eyes, I will have you more than once.” He let go of my hair and I leaned my head back as he used one hand to pin my hip still and the other to hold onto the anvil.

I felt another orgasm warm my skin like a hot summer breeze and I dug my nails into his shoulders and wrapped my legs around his hips as best I could.

“Come for me, luv.” He groaned and he thrusted with everything he had. “Come on my cock.”

I cried out and buried my face in his neck as I came harder than I ever had before in my life.

It was like I was pushed into ice cold water, every muscle seized up and yet it was the best feeling.

Halbrand rocked his hips slower as my pussy pulsed around his member and as he grunted and cried out my name, I felt him come deep inside me, letting me feel his warmth drip down my thighs.

I was panting like I ran five miles as he slowly pulled out of me.

He groaned and felt up my body with his rough hands and cupped my face and kissed me with a passion that made me want to pull him back inside me.

He finally broke the kiss and pressed his forehead against mine.

“Stay with me in the Southlands.” He whispered, gently rubbing my face with his thumbs.

“Is that an order?” I smiled and looked up at him.

“Please?” He smirked and kissed me chastely. “Stay with me?”

[pursuitseternal]

🩸✨Smut Asks ✨🩸

To celebrate over 1500 followers, I’m opening up my inbox just for you all. Fill up my Ask Box with your dirty little desires. Anon asks are fine. Pick a prompt number and a pairing, and I will do my best to oblige:

Pairings: (specific Ascended or Spawn)

✨Astarion x f!Tav/Durge ✨ Astarion x Reader ✨ Astarion x Shadowheart ✨ Astarion x Halsin ✨ Astarion x Raphael 😈Raphael x reader 💍 Sauron x Galadrield 💍 Sauron x Reader 🩸Vampire x reader 🐺 Werewolf x reader

Prompts:

1. “Save the begging for when I’m balls deep inside you…”

2. “Do your worst”

3 “I want to please you.”

4. “Oh, I love that sound you make.”

5. “If we weren’t in public right now…”

6. “I told you, you would eventually start begging.”

7. "Can you feel how much I want you?"

8. "I want to ruin you."

9. "We don't even have to take our clothes off."

10. "Make me shut up then."

11. "I will give that mouth something to do."

12. "Your moans are my favourite sound."

13. “No more, please, I can’t”

14. “Where are your manners?”

15. “If you stop, I’ll stop”

16. “Turn around.”

17. “You look so pretty on your knees.”

18. “Can you tell me what you did wrong?”

19. “You’re all mine” - “hm…” - “say it” - “I’m all yours.”

20. “Use my thigh.”

[marimosalad]

Happy horny Saturday evening 😇

Full uncensored image on AO3 (VERY NSFW — you’ve been warned!) Smut and non-smut will be posted there on an irregular basis.

As always — be kind to the fic writers, drop them some encouragement if you liked their work! Part of what I want to do is to support the writers and thank them for their talented work with some smut art that have been inspired by the people of this fandom. (The other part is because I just want to draw two hot people doing hot naughty things. 🫠)

[theriverwild]

Finarfin and Eärwen decide to host Christmas for the Noldors and the Smiths. There is joy, and grief, and family, and friends. But things go, surprisingly, alright. Even the reunion of Finrod and Halbrand is better than expected. At the end of the day, Gal and Hal reflect on the bitter and the sweet.

Rating: E for smut; WC: 4.1k

Part of my Fluff AU series, but posted as a one-shot.

[brynnmclean]

🌹!!!!

From the aforementioned Halbrand/Celeborn thing I started and haven't finished in the Uncorrupted Mairon AU:

Halbrand flexes his hand and then his power, pulling the threads of the dream’s surroundings close. Wildflowers spread along the ground as he weaves the niphredil and bluebells of the crown he’d placed on Celeborn’s head the day they’d declared their love for each other. Celeborn had named him then, glorious and bright in joy. When Halbrand pulls back to see his face, Celeborn’s smile now is brighter still, though softened by fondness. “You romantic,” Celeborn says, and then skillfully throws his weight and flips them both over, bearing Halbrand down into the ground.

[send me a 🌹 for a sentence/section of my current WIPs!]

[humorously-yours]

My unhealthy obsession with this character will destroy me one day😩

Hey Google! How to apply for volunteer recruitment in The Dark Lord's Army?🤗

[hiddlestonspassionsackx]

To Love You (Chapter 1) - Halbrand x reader

Summary: You are a Healer on a ship bound to the Southlands and find yourself getting involved in more than you bargained for with a man who is not all he seems. Smut, romance and chaos occurs.

Pairing: Halbrand x reader (you)

Warnings: Smut, death and violence.

You saw him standing, looking out across the dark sea. You watched him for what seemed like hours, his brown hair gently blowing in the sea air. You couldn’t see his face, you’d only caught a glimpse of it before, when he made his entrance onto the ship back at Numenor. Whoever he was, there was something about him that moved you, his armour was catching the last of the light from the sky and he in all of the few minutes that you watched him, he never moved an inch.

Wow.

You thought to yourself, how could someone have such presence just by being.

You were stood below deck, the steps to the top deck in front of you, and from just the right angle on the fourth step, you could see him. You’d stopped on your way up to get some air. The cabin below was mainly filled with sea guards and the violent snores had kept you from falling off to sleep.

The rest of the ship was quiet, your gaze focused on the stranger watching the waves.

How you ended up on the ship was no mystery. Your talents as a Healer were not lost on those around you and most healers from your guild had been reluctant to accept a post on the ship, but not you. Your sense of adventure had always been fierce, and your love for your role even more so. Despite this, the Captain of the ship, Elendil, did not want you to accept the post. You were a close friend of his family, your father, although adoptive, was close to Elendil’s age and had worked alongside him for many years before he passed. Above all, he treated you almost as a second daughter, and you found him to be protective of you, just like a father would be. You valued that beyond words.

Elendil had always cared deeply about those around him, he would rarely say anything to that effect, but he did not need to, you felt it.

Isildur, his son and your childhood friend, had often been on the receiving end of your talents, the training could be brutal for the Sea Guard and the injuries just as bad.

But here you were.

You wanted to walk up to him, the man in the distance, but you continued to watch him from the steps. He hadn’t moved at all, still just looking out into the night.

“So...”

A deep voice interrupted your gaze.

“…you came. I can’t say I am surprised.”

You smiled and turned around to face Elendil.

“I did. Is that going to be a problem?”

He matched your smile and crossed his arms, leaning against the mast behind him.

“I will always welcome your talents, Miana. However-”

You interrupted him.

“However, the South is a dangerous place and indeed no place for a young woman who does not know how to fight, yes, I know. But there has to be someone to care for the injured, the sick, and let’s not forget, your son is also on this ship.”

His eyes lowered to the floor, still smiling.

“Yes. Isildur is on this ship.”

You raised your eyebrows as if to say and? He looked back up at you.

“Stable sweep.”

He was trying to mask his grin. You smiled, then began to laugh, knowing how much Isildur would be hating this.

“That bad?” you joked.

“He’s got a lot to learn.”

Elendil unfolded his arms and came towards you, resting his hand on your shoulder, his eyes now showing concern.

“Just be careful. For me.”

You nodded and turned back to watch him go up onto the deck. You turned your head slightly, scanning from left to right, but noticed the man you had been watching had gone.

You looked up at the sky, it was now almost pitch black, with only a few stars to see. You headed back to your section of the cabin, a small hammock, however in the dim light you couldn’t quite make out who’s was who’s. You circled the same section of the ship several times, trying to get your bearings in the dark, until you heard a thud –

“Miana?”

You looked all around you but couldn’t see a soul.

“Who is it?” you said, your eyes searching around the barrels and hammocks.

All you could make out was two of your fellow healers in their hammocks. The others were occupied by members of the Sea Guard or Cavalry.

“It’s me you idiot.”

You then saw the movement of him swinging his legs slightly, sat on one of the barrels.

“Oh! it’s you..” You went over to him.

“Isil, why are you creeping around in the dark?” you chided him.

“I am trying to keep out of my father’s way…”

You couldn’t help but smile a little.

“…that and having a break from the stench of horse sh-”

“Isil!”

You both tried to hush your laughter. The quietness of the ship made it harder to contain yourselves, that and the odd loud snore emanating from the hammocks.

After a few minutes he took a deep breath, then looked at you again.

“I’m surprised my father didn’t forbid you from coming on this venture.”

You smiled at him, “Oh, he did”.

He chuckled.

Looking around you, you’d have never imagined yourself sailing to Middle Earth. You’d never particularly wanted to become a healer, but you had a natural gift for it, and you had always felt a great pull to comfort people, to help them if you could.

“Have you seen her”, he interrupted your thought.

“Who?”

“Galadriel, The Galadriel, she’s here…on this ship- did you see her?”

“Oh, yes I saw her, why?”

“Just..”

He looked off into the dark, clearly deep in imagination.

Stood beside him you pushed his arm, “Go on?..”

“I don’t know… it’s so surreal Miana, don’t you think?”

“I think…you have a crush” you teased.

He snapped out of his trance and looked at you, furrowing his brow in denial.

“No-I…Can’t I just admire her? All the stories I’ve heard about her Miana.”

You nodded as he continued.

“I imagine what my father would think of me- how proud he would be of me, if I had done even half the things she has accomplished.”

You hugged his arm, “Isil, your father is proud of you. He just gets frustrated the way you go about things, you know how he is. But do you really think you would be here if he didn’t want you on this ship?”

He looked over at you.

"Hm. When did you become so wise?”

You were of a similar age, but Isildur had always been headstrong. He wore his heart on his sleeve and as you pointed this out to him many a time, sometimes this made it harder for him to see the logic of his father’s actions.

“Maybe if you listened to me more, you’d become the same” you teased.

He laughed and you released his arm. You turned to face him. He would always feel like a brother to you. He would confide in you about his mother, how much he missed her. It broke your heart to hear half of what he would say, but you were there for him, always.

“Anyway, I need to sleep, and so do you, Master sweep.” You winked at him.

Isildur sighed again and hopped off the barrel.

“Goodnight, Miana.”

He gave you a small kiss on your cheek before walking off in the other direction.

After locating your hammock and getting settled, you can’t help but picture the man you watched up on the deck. You didn’t know his name, or what his purpose was on this ship. But you hoped you would see him again tomorrow.

Drifting off to sleep you felt a strange sense of calm. As the waves rocked the ship closer to what was awaiting you far South, there was someone else watching you.

Only in time would you know the real journey you were about to become part of.

[demonscantgothere]

Light Weight. Galadriel/Sauron | Halbrand. Explicit. 9.2k

A story of Mairon and Artanis told in seven parts, spanning over thousands of years from their very first meeting in Valinor to the Sundering Seas — a tale of touch, obsession, and addiction. Across thousands of years, he still recognizes her.

He walks through tall stalks of wheat grass beside the woods, his palm extended outward beside him to catch the ticklish crested tips against his fingers.

He takes pleasure in inhabiting a body. In fact, he prefers it to a solely spiritual manifestation. This corporeal existence has many fine things in store. Many of which he is still figuring out. The tickle of the wheat grass sends a ripple up his arm and through his shoulder into his spine, igniting the little hairs on the nape of his neck to stand to attention. The sensation is riveting, and he closes his eyes, tipping his face upward to the sky. The bold heat from the golden light of Laurelin feels like the bite of a fire too close to his skin, reminding him of his forge, a sudden warmth coursing along all his veins throughout his body.

Her laugh echoes out first.

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