The hint of a smile played on Celegorm's lips as his hand gripped one of Thranduil's thighs and folded it over his shoulder. After one last stroke of his cock, he guided it to Thranduil's slick entrance and slowly pushed inside, exhaling as the warm tightness enveloped him.

With a new lover, Celegorm normally went slow, took things easy, moved at a languid pace, but the fire in Thranduil's eyes indicated he'd have none of that. Celegorm drug his tongue over his lower lip. "What was it you said about singing? I'm eager to hear your voice." And with that, he thrust hard and deep.