A/N: Sorry for the last upload of this to anyone coming back x.x I have no clue why it came out all coded up like that!. Now then…This is basically just smut because I don't want to bring sex into my Calemirai story just yet and needed to get it out of my system lol! This is meant to be a two-shot but I don't want to put of the second part until I get at least a few reviews to let me know that people like it as it is a little... well.. Not what you usually see as far as Legolas stories go... I will leave it at that XD read on at your own risk and tell me what you think lol

She looking him over with more then a little interest. She had never seen an elf before, and from what she heard he was quite an impressive one. From what she could tell she agreed. He was tall... at least a head and a half taller than her, with flaxen hair that spilled over his shoulders and trailed down his back, and despite his captivity seemed rather well-kept. What drew her in most however were his intense greyish blue eyes -despite them leering at her with an almost uncomfortable intensity. She couldn't help but wander just what it was concealed under the jerkin and pants he wore, but she would not wonder for long; not if he was smart and played nice.

He had been found at the edge of her city, and though it took many guards to take him down, they had managed to catch him. It had been many lifetimes since an elf had been seen in their region so they asked what it was he was doing sneaking about. And though he may have been set free if he had only cooperated he decided instead to stay silent. It had been many weeks since he had been taken into the dungeon, and it took her until now to bribe her way in to see him.

She was the daughter of a low ranking official, so she had heard about his arrival through a bit of eavesdropping, and had been doing odd jobs ever since. If it wasn't for her brother being part of the guard she may never had found an in... at least not soon enough to find him in such a splendid condition.

"You're no officer.." He muttered. his voice low, yet still somehow melodic. She had heard that to be a trait of elves and was rather pleased to see that it truly was.

"Aren't you observant... what gave me away?" she mused. It couldn't be that she wasn't even five and a half feet in height.. or that she was in a dress after all.

"What do you want?" he asked bluntly, his voice giving away how sour he was towards her.

"No worries... I could care less why you are here... I am interested in other things... I have read many books about elves... but have never seen one for myself. I want to know things that books do not tell..." She moved closer to him then, circling about as she examined him. He was taller than most men she knew, and was quite lean from what she could tell. Never had she thought a man of any race could be so beautiful, And she wanted to see all he had to offer, after all she had paid well to have her chance to do so! "And... I may be able to get you out of here... If you agree to teach me what I want to know." She grinned as she reached out brushing her fingers gently over his shoulder.

He shrugged away, his eyes widening as he realized -at least to some degree- what she was proposing to him. His lips parted as if to say something but no words came out. She giggled softly.

"Need I explain better, Elf?" she asked rocking onto her toes to be as close to his face as she could reach. His body stiffened though he could not pull far, as his binds limited his movement.

"I understand just fine!" he barked, a look she couldn't quite read filling his features. "So what then, you plan to force yourself on me right here? I hardly think you would be satisfied if you tried such a thing. Men are not so easy to force." again she laughed.

"Of course not, silly thing. I would take no pleasure in trying to find my away around those shackles at your wrists, nor would I have the first clue how to pull such a thing off with you held standing like that. I can get you freed from there... And I promise once out of here I could inspire what I must to get what I want from you. After which you would be free to go. Is that so bad?" A soft pink entered his cheeks, spreading all the way to the tips of his ears- something she found to be oddly cute- before he looked away from her, his eyes trailing to the ground.

"I could never do such a thing. I don't know you, Not even your name. And what kind of man would I be if I sunk so low to earn my freedom." she gave a small sigh before taking a step back.

"A free man... " She said simply enough. She had never known any man to be so apprehensive about an offer to be taken to bed by any woman, and she prided herself on being a fairly attractive one... though she was beginning to doubt herself some if he was this pretty and a male.

"There is no honor in such a thing." He retorted. She tilted her head curiously. He was definitely different from any man she had met before. She wondered if all of his kind were so prudent... regardless it only made her want for him all the more.

"There is ever honor to be earned in the bed? from my knowledge there are many men who frequent brothels and still fight for their land, protect the innocent, and look to be hero's in the eyes of many. are you saying they have no honor because they have lust?"

It was he who tilted his head then, his brow furrowing some. There was a long pause before he spoke again.

"Those men are not me. All men have their own standards to live up to. I cannot expect a woman like you to understand mine." She smirked then, folding her arms across her chest.

"You know nothing of what kind of woman I am... though I am offering to give you a peek, if you would only be bold enough to take it" she sneered. She then moved in to him once more, placing a hand on his chest; caressing slowly up to his neck, where her fingers tangled in his golden hair. "Just because I have desires it doesn't make me a whore, nor does it make me a bad person. It only makes me an honest women to admit I have such things... are you saying that you have no wants at all? or that I am not appealing?... or perhaps you are just a liar... should I find out for myself? I wonder..." the fingers of her other hand trailed down from his chest to the belt which held fast at his waist.

"How about a new deal... If I can prove that I inspire passion in you as well... then you come with me... and follow through with my request... if not..." She began to tug at his belt, slowly loosening it. "Then I will let you free without anything at all in return." He tensed slightly, though he knew there was little he could do to get away from her, at least while he was chained up as he was.

"H-how... do you plan to prove s-such a thing?" He asked through already shallowed breaths. She pressed her body softly to his, as his belt finally came free.

"Hmm... how indeed?" Her eyes flashed with desire -causing him to both blush and to stare stunned at her. Her hand then slipped into his pants, just enough to tease his hip line with gentle strokes. Her other hand moved to his neck, her nails trailing gingerly over the soft tan skin up from his neck to the point of his ear.

His eyes closed in response as tiny bumps rose on his arms and the back of his neck. She wished she was only just a bit taller so that her lips could reach his exposed neck, but she would make due with her hands... at least until her point was proven. Already she knew the answer, but she was not done with him yet... she wanted him to confess his attraction after the jab he had made at her, and she would draw it from his lips before long she was sure.

"P-please... stop this" He pleaded breathlessly, thrashing his head to pull away from at least one of her hands.

"Why? are you getting a bit heated perhaps? Is desire taking hold?" He bit his lip then, taking in a deep breath in attempt to clear his head. She could see it in his features. She was already under his skin... She could nearly see the events playing through his mind that he tried to shake free of. Her hand moved farther south then, the tips of her fingers barely grazing over his manhood, which had already begun to thicken with want. She let out a soft noise then, only half on purpose. He was not even close to fully aroused and yet his member was already quite sizable.

"That's not fair!" he snapped, as blood filled his face.

"How is it not? if you have no desire then this sort of thing should not bother you...and if once I've tried my damnedest you still say you do not have want then I will stop." She had to admit it was almost sad to see him trying so hard to push back the primal desires and failing... though not enough that she would stop. She dropped to her knees then, though with how tall he was she was nearly too low for what she wanted to do next. her hand worked slowly up and down his stiffening shaft until it hardened fully, at which point she pulled it free of his pants- a blessed feeling she was sure with how tightly they must have felt with such a large bulge trying to break free.

He began to protest again until her lips pressed gently to the tip, to which he let out a shaky gasp. Her lips parted then, her tongue dancing over the head of his member in slow twirls, drawing a soft moan from his lips. She wanted to taunt him more, but she was enjoying herself far too much. However much he protested, his body reacted just as she would expect of a man, and she was quite thankful for it.

Her lips slid over the tip then, as she began to suck softly, her tongue still teasing him as she did so. His head fell back then as he tried to muffle the soft panting that hissed past his lips. for a few moments she continued before drew back, looking up to admire the beautiful elf-man before her.

As quick as she pulled free however, his eyes dropped pleadingly to her. "Wait!...Please d-" He stopped himself, pursing his lips, sweat beading on his forehead.

"Please, what?" She asked as innocently as she could muster. She saw an odd mix of hatred and desire fill his eyes then as he fought himself within his mind.

"Why... why did you stop?" He finally asked, defeat evident on his face.

"Because... I said I would" she answered, her fingers running teasing trails up and down his length once more.

"I... didn't protest again..." He muttered,

"you didn't take back the protest either... and I would not finish a man against his will." She said slyly. His face sank and for a moment he was quiet before finally in something of a whisper she heard him speak again.

"Please... don't stop." Her lips curled menacingly before she nodded.

"As you request..." With that her lips slid once more over his length, taking in as much as she could before bobbing her head in slow, rhythmic thrusts. She was likely as anxious as he was, for once he finished she would sneak him out of the prison, and have him how she truly wanted, and her core was already warm, and wet with desire for his thick cock to fill her, and she could hardly wait to see him without so many layers.

It was not long before he began to groan with passion, his member quivering before releasing hot seed into her mouth. She swallowed what she could around his length -drawing one more deep moan from his lips- before pulling away, and wiping her lips.

She looked up to him then as his body went some-what limp, pulling the shackles tight on his wrists.

"So then... you agree to come with me?" She asked grinning from ear to ear, as he mustered up the energy to nod.