{Video; UN: elvenking}

[tauraran]

{The Iris moon has blessed him indeed! Instead of his crown, Thranduil is sporting antlers - pristine and white. Much the same shade as his...fur. Tufts of wintry white fur outline the sharp edges of his face, trailing down the sides of his neck to disappear under his collar.}

My Fëanorian has left me and I am in need of assistance. If you are willing to help me ride out this storm {no irony intended}, I will give you my address.

{Otherwise he is quite stuck. His hand or some apparatus must do and that will just leave him displeased.}

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[tauraran]

{Easily. But why would he? Elves aren't exactly prudes; they make good use of their several centuries of heat, thank you very much! And Thranduil is even wilder than his Silvans. No one has tamed him yet and they never shall.

Though that beard...and those tusks...are lovely additions. He gasps with each flick of Fjord's deft tongue and, yes, take pity on this poor king: he is terribly wet. That means he is also terribly sensitive. He tries with all his might to hold back his climax, his fingers gripping the blanket, his toes curling... He even grits his teeth, but it's no good. With a jolt, he spills over his stomach, the walls around Fjord's tongue spasming.

His chest rises and falls sharply, unevenly and his hands loosen their grip to grab onto any part of Fjord he can reach.}

Rise...

[halforc]

[ There he goes. Wound so tightly, it's not surprising when Thranduil comes and Fjord wipes off his face on his shoulder and arm before rising, dropping kisses up a lean body, a pounding heart. His aching erection rests against the Elvenking's hip, hot as a brand. ]

You know, I think I could do that all night if you asked nicely.

[tauraran]

{He swallows heavily and glances down, admiring that erection. Who can hate a well-endowed half-Orc? Not him, apparently, which would take his people by surprise! What a shame they are not present to see this.

Then again, perhaps that is for the best.}

After you called me Antlers? {He purses his lips as if he is genuinely hurt.} Was that you apologizing?