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Date: 2016-03-30 02:26 am (UTC)
lilcopper: (High brow)
From: [personal profile] lilcopper
Emboldened, he kept inching closer until their knees nudged together. He unconsciously made a face, wrinkling nose and mouth as he entwined their fingers and clasped Fingon's hand with both of his.

"You speak as if you doubt I wish another, when I still cannot see myself with any but you." Fingon had ruined him for anyone else. "The only question is...will you still have me?" The question he'd been afraid to ask since his rebirth and return to Tirion.

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Date: 2016-03-30 07:55 pm (UTC)
lilcopper: (Amil)
From: [personal profile] lilcopper
Relief flooded through him and his eyes closed, smile forming. "You stole mine long ago and I would never wish for it back." Why would he want to be free of Fingon?

He brought Fingon's hand up to brush a kiss to the back of it. "For some things. Even just this is enough for now."

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Date: 2016-03-31 05:33 am (UTC)
lilcopper: (PB: smile)
From: [personal profile] lilcopper
"Father never realized what you cared most about," but they'd known. Fingon before Maedhros, but it had been impossible to ignore the sweet little cousin who followed at his heels and sang so sweetly for him.

"Nor will I avoid you." Not now that they'd bumped into the other. "I have not yet gone riding since returning. Would you like to go? Or stay here a while longer?"

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Date: 2016-04-18 10:23 am (UTC)
castintofire: ({087})
From: [personal profile] castintofire
Maedhros was glad he and Fingon had gotten an apartment together while they finished school. No little brothers barging in at the worst times, demanding attention for this or that. Fingon's music was always nice to listen to and relax with.

Now if classes would only make a little more sense! He came home, quietly closing the door with a sigh to lean back against it, letting his bag drop down to the table. A hand came up to tug the tie off the end of his braid. "You home yet, Finno?"

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Date: 2016-04-18 11:05 am (UTC)
castintofire: ({009})
From: [personal profile] castintofire
Well then. Maedhros left his bag where it was in favor of going to their room, discarding his jacket and letting it fall where it wanted without a second thought. It left him just in jeans and shirt, shoes also kicked off carelessly. Even more reason to have their own place, they could wear what they wanted, and discard what they didn't, without fear of judgement.

He smiled to see Fingon so studiously relaxed and crawled onto the bed to lean down for a soft kiss hello. "Don't let me distract you too much."

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Date: 2016-04-21 08:04 am (UTC)
castintofire: ({051})
From: [personal profile] castintofire
A laugh and Maedhros stretched out beside Fingon, curling an arm around his waist. "Speak for yourself!" Not that he ever minded this kind of distraction.

He let his head drop down to rest on his cousin's chest with a quiet sigh, snuggling a little closer and enjoying the soft touches to long hair that was coming undone. "Most of the classes were fine, it was only the math that I wish I didn't have to take." Really, language major with minors in writing and art, needing math classes?

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Date: 2016-04-25 08:52 am (UTC)
castintoflames: (✧ it was always there you see)
From: [personal profile] castintoflames
(With the ponies settled, Tambë walks back to Astaldo, reaching for his hand with a shy grin. He motions at a ladder.)

Climb to the top and there is a cozy nook we can use. (But he realizes they will need to be quiet.) You go up first, love.

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Date: 2016-04-25 11:52 pm (UTC)
castintoflames: (✧ and I'll do the same)
From: [personal profile] castintoflames
(His lips tingle and he feels himself aching in anticipation. He makes himself watch Astaldo, however, for his safety before following him up.

The loft is a nice place - clean and not overly crowded. Tambë smiles at his lover's enthusiasm, parting his lips with a happy sigh.)


I can't think when you do that...

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Date: 2016-04-26 03:09 am (UTC)
castintoflames: (✧ break the hardest of hearts)
From: [personal profile] castintoflames
(Tambë makes a strangled noise in his throat and picks up Astaldo bodily, moving to the blankets and hay. He lays his lover down and quickly begins to undress.)

You are asking for it again.

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Date: 2016-04-26 04:42 am (UTC)
castintoflames: (✧ and the kindest of kisses)
From: [personal profile] castintoflames
(Tambë tosses his garments aside and stands before Astaldo without a stitch on. His breath hitches when he is drawn closer and he fumbles to find the oil in the discarded clothing.)

Do you have it? I'll show you if you give it to me.

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Date: 2016-04-26 04:58 am (UTC)
castintoflames: (✧ and the air was full)
From: [personal profile] castintoflames
(Victory transforms his features into a mischievous grin. Tambë quickly lays them down, straddling Astaldo's hips. He slows their kisses and pulls away from his lover's mouth to kiss his ear and his neck.)

I'm going to try...something... (He reaches down and begins to prepare himself with the oil, groaning.)

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Date: 2016-04-26 05:17 am (UTC)
castintoflames: (✧ and when you kiss me)
From: [personal profile] castintoflames
(He grins and bites his lip, stifling a moan. While he prefers Astaldo's fingers to his own, he now knows how to best touch so that his body relaxes quickly.)

Mm be ready for me. (Bending his head, he kisses the head of his lover's member.)

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Date: 2016-04-26 05:39 am (UTC)
castintoflames: (✧ cause what's in a name)
From: [personal profile] castintoflames
(He licks the slitted tip for good measure, smirking. A moment later, he positions Astaldo's member at his entrance and urges him to push in.)

Come inside... I'll do the rest...
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