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I do. (He purposefully leans back, soaking his hair in the water.) Why would I complain about Spring?

Spring best suits you. (The season is so warm and sweet like his Finno's kisses.)

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If there are any scents you want, I can look for them as well. [It was their bath after all. He leaned back against Tambe's chest with a happy sigh, wanting to be close to him.]

I think I'm going to snuggle close to you tonight for certain.

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I like... (He sounds awkward as he finishes:) ...lavender? Ammë put it under my pillow when I was having trouble sleeping.

(Tambë rests against Astaldo's back, stroking his fingers over his chest.)

Please do.

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I will find lavender. [He would get some as well to put under their pillow, he wanted his husband to be relaxed as much as possible. Their bed was their special place.]

I want our bed to be the most comfortable place for both of us.

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(His ears turn red and he nuzzles the side of Astaldo's neck, kissing the silken skin.)

Do you mind the scent? I don't mind doing without it. You are infinitely more comforting than any herb or flower.

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I like the scent of lavender actually. I had been thinking about scenting our pillow and sheets so our bed would smell nice all the time.

[He groaned softly, closing his eyes. His lover always seemed to be able to find the sensitive parts on his neck.]

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It's a light enough scent that it won't overwhelm us. (Tambë murmurs, kissing a line up to his lover's ear.) I trust your nose, love.

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[He shivered, putting a hand on Tambe's leg.]

Thank you love. It's our special place, our sanctuary. I want it to be perfect.

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(He smiles and hugs Astaldo tighter, humming.)

You are perfect. If you are in the bed, it is perfect to me.

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I have an amazing husband.

[That he was certain of. No one, not even Tambe, would be able to convince him otherwise.]

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(He makes a small sound of confusion, yet his hand moves over Astaldo's abdomen lovingly.)

I was not seeking to be amazing; I was telling the truth.

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I know, love. You would never lie to me.

[Astaldo put his hand on Tambe's, rubbing his thumb across his hand idly.]

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Only because lying to you is impossible. (He huffs and turns his hand so their fingers are intwined.)

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We know and love each other too much to ever lie. [Astaldo couldn't ever do that to Tambe. Not even about the small things even when he felt bad such as about being tired when Tambe came home.]

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Maedhros chuckled and lifted his head to rest his chin on the strong chest under him. "I wouldn't want you to strain your poor brain!" Was the answering tease.

The grin softened and he wiggled up Fingon's body to steal a soft kiss. "That sounds like a request, love."

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"Then I think I definitely need a break." And his mind was made up when Maedhros moved up his body. He leaned up to kiss him back gently, wrapping his arms around his lover.

"If I flunk my test tomorrow it's all your fault." But he was far from upset. He leaned up to kiss Maedhros deeply then, all thoughts of studying far from his mind.

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"You've studied all day, I can't see how anyone would ask for more." Another kiss and Maedhros hummed softly. Then laughed. "I'll help you study more later."

Much later.

He pressed into the kiss, hands running over his lover's sides as he settled properly over him.

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Fingon groaned against his lover's lips, pulling at Maedhros's clothes. They wouldn't be interrupted but it didn't lessen the urgency he was starting to feel.

"You better get naked then," he murmured when their lips parted. He pulled his lover's shirt off, tossing it aside.

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That was the benefit and joy of living together, with no other roommates. Maedhros grinned into the kiss then straightened, straddling his lover's hips to playfully grind down against him as he tugged Fingon's shirt off and flung it to join his own. "I love it when you give me orders."

This was just another reason he rarely walked around in shoes and socks when they were home. Easy removal.

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As soon as his shirt was off, he started to pull on Maedhros's pants, undoing the button and zipper. He rarely wore underwear just because it made it easier to pull off clothes considering how often they needed each other.

"You're not naked yet!" he scolded playfully.

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It wasn't Maedhros' fault Fingon was irresistible! He laughed at his lover and rolled off to wiggle out of and kick his pants off. "Fixed! You're still dressed though." He reached out and played with the button on Fingon's pants.

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"Get me naked then!" Fingon didn't hide how he stared at Maedhros in open admiration. He loved Maedhros for many reason and some of those very shallow- loving how attractive his love really was.

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Maedhros wasn't body shy when he was with Fingon. He loved the way his lover looked at him.

He grinned and bent to kiss him again, slipping fingers under the waistband to tease at bare skin. Then pressed a kiss to Fingon's chest, just over his heart, and undid the button and slowly unzipped Fingon's pants. Pulling back, he gave his lover a heated look.

"Lift your hips for me." So he could finish stripping him, of course.

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Fingon groaned softly, raising his hips at command. He was already aroused, Maedhros had that effect on him. As soon as his pants were off, Fingon pulled Maedhros against him once more.

He didn't hesitate to reach between between his lover's legs, trailing a hand up his thigh just to his cock, cupping him in his hand.

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