In all fairness, Maedhros liked when Fingon teased him. He made it impossible to resist him. His smile widened, laughter in his eyes. "Nor can I resist you," he answered warmly.

He turned in the tub, resting his chin on his right arm as his left hand teased at the cloth covering his husband. Then curled his arm around Fingon's waist to pull him closer, close enough to press a kiss to bare skin. "One."

Not that it counted for him.

A gentle tug and the cloth dropped to his husband's feet. He lowered his gaze to Fingon's cock and gave the tip a kiss before looking up at Fingon with a playful but loving look. "Two."

He slowly sat back, keeping his eyes on Fingon and made room for him, legs parting in invitation.