Literature
Happy Mother's Day (Legolas X Reader)
"-ved."
"My beloved."
Groaning, you swatted pathetically at the air and snuggled deeper into the bed. Your husband chuckled and looked down at you fondly. Tucking a stray hair back behind your ear, he leaned down and pressed a kiss to your forehead, then you your cheek, nose, jaw line, and then he lapped at your neck with his tongue.
"Legolas." You groaned, pushing him away and turning onto your stomach. "My dear?" He replied, smirk evident in his voice. "What do you want from me?" You asked, the sound coming out muffled considering your face was mashed into the pillow. "I want you to wake up so I can give you something."
"Is it food?"
"No."