[ Triumph blooms as a shiver when Adar loses their little game, suffusing all through Sauron as he drags him in for his orgasm and pets him all over, Adar's hair and naked body from neck to hip and back again, cooing his encouragement ('There you are, you're so hot, that's my beloved'). He basks in the unique sensation of being sullied and nuzzles along Adar's cheek as he lets him settle down, enough to catch his breath. ]
My turn ...
[ It's nothing to invert their positions and push Adar to the side, rolling with him so Sauron sits on his lap. He grins, eyes bright in the gloaming bedchamber, and steadies himself on a marred chest as he starts to rock his hips so that Adar's oversensitive cock isn't left alone for a moment, daring him to complain with a look. It feels so, so good to have him hard inside. Permission certainly isn't given for him to change that, however difficult it may be. ]
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My turn ...
[ It's nothing to invert their positions and push Adar to the side, rolling with him so Sauron sits on his lap. He grins, eyes bright in the gloaming bedchamber, and steadies himself on a marred chest as he starts to rock his hips so that Adar's oversensitive cock isn't left alone for a moment, daring him to complain with a look. It feels so, so good to have him hard inside. Permission certainly isn't given for him to change that, however difficult it may be. ]