[ His stare remains intense as Adar begs and moans so prettily like a wounded animal begging for the final arrow. Sauron wrings him dry, cresting his own orgasm as Adar lets out that brutal, wrecked noise and sends shivers all through his lord's bones. Yesyesyes, that's what he wants, total submission and subservience. His thighs clamp tight and he spills his seed all over Adar's belly and chest, smearing it high up to his throat where Sauron grips and holds him down until he's finished, panting like he might have raced a horse to lameness across the Anfauglith; fires roar to life around the room, simmering to the throb of his body.
He releases Adar's throat but leans down to kiss him in a slow, lazy tide of silent demand, wanting to taste his exhausted breaths. ]
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He releases Adar's throat but leans down to kiss him in a slow, lazy tide of silent demand, wanting to taste his exhausted breaths. ]