"I do!" The groan had Maedhros smirk against Fingon's lips. He'd known his husband would come to him- so of course he'd made sure they wouldn't have to leave the bed once they got there.
His breath caught with the stroking, hips jerking into his husband's hand. "Fingon," he murmured softly.
"Maitimo-" He kept looking at him as he shifted to quickly prep himself before taking hold of his husband's cock to guide him to his entrance. His need was written over his face, in the way his body reacted.
"Take me, I'm yours," he said softly against his husband's lips. He placed absolute trust and love in his husband, without hesitation.
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His breath caught with the stroking, hips jerking into his husband's hand. "Fingon," he murmured softly.
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"Take me, I'm yours," he said softly against his husband's lips. He placed absolute trust and love in his husband, without hesitation.