"Ever the negotiator," chuckled Celegorm. He slid his hand over Thranduil's flank to squeeze his firm bottom. "I brew a stiff cup of coffee, by the way. So strong it can deadlift the refrigerator, but I guarantee it will get you up," he teased, "unless another pressing matter arises." His warm smile devolved into a filthy grin.
He rolled over and cast a glance at the clock on his nightstand. Eru, it was later than he thought. Reaching behind him, he found Thranduil's hand and gave it a gentle tug so that his lover was spooned up behind him.
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Date: 2015-03-18 11:00 pm (UTC)He rolled over and cast a glance at the clock on his nightstand. Eru, it was later than he thought. Reaching behind him, he found Thranduil's hand and gave it a gentle tug so that his lover was spooned up behind him.