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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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.