"Holy shit," gasped Celegorm as moist lips mouthed over his hipbone. A sudden sharp nip jolted him and he hitched upward, squirming, needy. Goddess, he wanted this, and he wanted it now, but Thranduil seemed content to take his dear, sweet time. Celegorm huffed with frustration and tried in vain not to wriggle, but that wicked mouth of Thranduil's made him ache. He need that mouth on him, in him.
He fisted his hands in Thranduil's long, silky hair and yanked hard, until his lover raised his eyes to meet his. "Fuck me. Now." Celegorm's voice sounded rough and needy even to his own ears, but he was far beyond caring at this point.
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Date: 2015-03-14 03:23 pm (UTC)He fisted his hands in Thranduil's long, silky hair and yanked hard, until his lover raised his eyes to meet his. "Fuck me. Now." Celegorm's voice sounded rough and needy even to his own ears, but he was far beyond caring at this point.