[ The flare of flames here and there across the floor marks the same moment Sauron arches up sharply, chasing a burst of sweet pressure deep at the ends of Adar's fingers. His mouth falls open on a soft moan and he settles his spirit more firmly into the cage of his body, laughing with a flash of a grin as if surprised (he is) by the sweetness of the sensation. It's been a while, after all. ]
Do not stop ...
[ If he can drag Adar down for more hungry kisses, conveniently muffling his own groans, he absolutely will. The fall of his thighs is slow as they spread higher and knees run along the uruk's side, every gesture gathering Adar to him, possessive and needy. ]
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Do not stop ...
[ If he can drag Adar down for more hungry kisses, conveniently muffling his own groans, he absolutely will. The fall of his thighs is slow as they spread higher and knees run along the uruk's side, every gesture gathering Adar to him, possessive and needy. ]