They were alone, and that was why Maedhros hesitated no longer and bent to kiss him deeply then to press their foreheads together gently with a quiet sigh. "As am I to see you," he smiled back, arms securely around Fingon. He had no plans on letting go any time soon. "Thank you for making the journey."
Fingon moaned softly as he kissed Maedhros back, wrapping his arms around his cousin's shoulders. "I will always make the journey to see you, no matter how far." Being in Maedhros's arms made it all worth it.
Maedhros kissed him again, quick and light before sweeping Fingon off his feet and carrying him to the comfortable lounge to curl up together. "And I will always welcome you." With heart, body, and soul.
Fingon laughed as Maedhros picked him up, holding onto him as he was put on the lounge. He pulled Maedhros down with him, snuggling closer. "I am truly fortunate," he murmured happily as he leaned up to kiss him softly.
The laugh was his reward and Maedhros was happy to stretch out beside him, tangling their legs together. He leaned into the kiss with a low hum, burying his hand in Fingon's hair before pulling back from the kiss, slowly. "I am more so."
Maedhros smiled and leaned their foreheads together, hand moving to stroke Fingon's cheek affectionately. "And I love you." He hugged his love close and pressed a kiss to an ear. "Are you cold?"
"A little. Perhaps you could warm me up?" It wasn't so much as actually feeling the cold so much as he wanted to be close to Maedhros. The cold haunted his mind and he needed to be close to keep the chill at bay.
"Happily," he murmured. Maedhros rolled them until he was resting on top, forearms holding him up just a little. Fingon deserved affection and tender care. When they were alone, Maedhros took great pleasure in showing the depth of how he felt- this time had him pressing tender little kisses, light and fleeting, over Fingon's face.
Fingon was more than happy to relax under Maedhros, tiling his head up at those affectionate little kisses. It was easy to forget the cold on nights like these when they were together.
He shifted to wrap his arms around his cousin's waist, pulling him closer with a soft groan, hands rubbing the small of his back, down to his hips.
That was the idea- to make Fingon forget. To warm every inch of him. Maedhros loved being able to do that for him. His husband was his light, and his life. To be able to heal even a little of the damage done, he would give everything.
The groan sent a shiver through him and his hips rocked down, rubbing slowly against Fingon's. He tilted his head to press a kiss to his husband's neck, nuzzling the skin gently.
He felt warmth spreading through his body, running through every vein. Fingon gasped at the kiss to his neck, shifting against his husband. It was needy and all he could think about was getting closer to him.
He was definitely feeling warm as he started to pull at the ties of Maedhros's robe, fingers steady.
They were alone, didn't have to hide. Maedhros smiled against Fingon's neck and he pushed himself up a little more to make it easier for his husband to untie and push his robes open. He nibbled his way up to tease an ear.
Fingon quickly got his husband's robes off, letting him settle between his legs. "You're cheating," he gasped as Maedhros nibbled on his ear. He let his hands trail down his husband's chest, rubbing each bit of skin he could touch.
Maedhros settled comfortably in place and chuckled. "You would have me no other way," he teased, kissing the sensitive ear. He moaned softly with the teasing fingers and rolled them again- grinning up at Fingon. His hand ran up to smooth down his husband's chest.
"Mm I definitely want you to stay just the same." Fingon squirmed as they were flipped, distracted for a moment for a moment by the kiss. But eventually he pulled away to get up with a pleased grin.
Their first time Fingon had been worried about stripping in front of Maedhros but his husband's reaction had cleared up all those doubts. Maedhros made him feel flawless and perfect and so he liked having him watch every time he took his clothes off.
He kept eye contact with Maedhros as he laid down on the bed, gesturing for him to join him. "Come join me- but- you remember my rule."
Fingon was perfect in every way. He was bright. He was Life. He was heart and so very beautiful. Maedhros couldn't dream of life without him.
Seeing his husband bare himself never grew old or failed to take his breath away. And the way Fingon teased him! Maedhros couldn't help the surprised little laugh but followed him to the bed.
"How could I forget?" This part of Fingon only he got to see. He stretched out, pillowing his head on his bent right arm to watch, left bent so his hand could rest relaxed on his hip. Never looking away.
"Good, because I would kick you out of bed and I would hate to do that," Fingon laughed as he pulled Mae against him, letting their bodies rest against each other as he kissed his husband hard and deep.
He could feel how aroused he was, shifting against Maedhro's hips as he tried to find some kind of relief in the friction. "I want you right now," he murmured breathlessly against his husband's lips. Normally he was all for slowing things down at times but they had been apart far too long. "Where did you put the oil?"
"It would be a sad day indeed were I kicked from my own bed!" Maedhros grinned and pressed against him, letting the kiss lengthen the moment.
He didn't even try to hide his own arousal, pressing his hips forward against his husband's and slipping his hand around to pull Fingon closer. Maedhros kissed him again, then smirked and brought his hand around to stroke his husband's cock. "Under the pillow, Beloved."
"You know I would!" Fingon laughed breathlessly, the laugh turning into a groan as his husband started to stroke him. His hand fumbled under the pillow, in that moment glad that his husband thought ahead. Then again, they usually needed to have it on it.
He dipped his fingers in before reaching for Maedhros's cock, stroking him slowly, taking his time to get him slick as he kissed him back deeply.
"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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He shifted to wrap his arms around his cousin's waist, pulling him closer with a soft groan, hands rubbing the small of his back, down to his hips.
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The groan sent a shiver through him and his hips rocked down, rubbing slowly against Fingon's. He tilted his head to press a kiss to his husband's neck, nuzzling the skin gently.
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He was definitely feeling warm as he started to pull at the ties of Maedhros's robe, fingers steady.
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Their first time Fingon had been worried about stripping in front of Maedhros but his husband's reaction had cleared up all those doubts. Maedhros made him feel flawless and perfect and so he liked having him watch every time he took his clothes off.
He kept eye contact with Maedhros as he laid down on the bed, gesturing for him to join him. "Come join me- but- you remember my rule."
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Seeing his husband bare himself never grew old or failed to take his breath away. And the way Fingon teased him! Maedhros couldn't help the surprised little laugh but followed him to the bed.
"How could I forget?" This part of Fingon only he got to see. He stretched out, pillowing his head on his bent right arm to watch, left bent so his hand could rest relaxed on his hip. Never looking away.
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He could feel how aroused he was, shifting against Maedhro's hips as he tried to find some kind of relief in the friction. "I want you right now," he murmured breathlessly against his husband's lips. Normally he was all for slowing things down at times but they had been apart far too long. "Where did you put the oil?"
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He didn't even try to hide his own arousal, pressing his hips forward against his husband's and slipping his hand around to pull Fingon closer. Maedhros kissed him again, then smirked and brought his hand around to stroke his husband's cock. "Under the pillow, Beloved."
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He dipped his fingers in before reaching for Maedhros's cock, stroking him slowly, taking his time to get him slick as he kissed him back deeply.
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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.