After the party

[celegorm]

Celegorm's flat was small but tidy, and he thanked every god he could think of that the cleaning lady had come the day before. He fumbled with the lock and pushed the door open with his hip, holding it wide for Thranduil to step inside. "It's not much, but it's home."

Thranduil looked like sin in pants, a savage beauty, a walking dream. Celegorm's pulse quickened. "I can give you a tour if you'd like."

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[theelvenking]

Thranduil refused to say that he sighed when Celegorm's lips brushed his knuckles, but the tenderness of the gesture made his heart flutter in his chest. This was unwarranted and unexpected, but he couldn't deny that he wanted to linger in Celegorm's embrace.

"I would love to stay, meleth," Thranduil murmured, tugging Celegorm closer. His lips found Celegorm's ear lobe once again which he worried with his teeth. "I want to show you my other talents," he breathed.

[celegorm]

(ooc: Moving the reply up to the top level so it doesn't get squished on the side.)