[ He thinks he loves the trembling the most, that moment where Adar is completely at his mercy and spilling over his knuckles, milked clean (for the time being) to shuddery little noises. So sweet, the nothings he utters. Sauron is obsessed. ]
Good, good boy, my loveliest one ...
[ He does miss all the scars though, but this is not about what makes him happy, it is what will manipulate Adar the best. He supports him with his body once Adar has finished, bringing his hand up to lick it clean before kissing him soundly and letting him taste it, the heady burn of come across tongues filling the senses. A moment more and he sweeps an arm under a pair of knees and carries him bridal-style to the bed, black silk sheets warmed by the huge fireplace to one side so that when Adar is laid down he is comforted by the heat, never cold or wanting even as Sauron gets between his legs ...
Just to kiss him again, that's all. He smooths down Adar's thighs and rubs thumbs in the divots of his hips, but he doesn't fuck him yet. It's made more personal than that. ]
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Good, good boy, my loveliest one ...
[ He does miss all the scars though, but this is not about what makes him happy, it is what will manipulate Adar the best. He supports him with his body once Adar has finished, bringing his hand up to lick it clean before kissing him soundly and letting him taste it, the heady burn of come across tongues filling the senses. A moment more and he sweeps an arm under a pair of knees and carries him bridal-style to the bed, black silk sheets warmed by the huge fireplace to one side so that when Adar is laid down he is comforted by the heat, never cold or wanting even as Sauron gets between his legs ...
Just to kiss him again, that's all. He smooths down Adar's thighs and rubs thumbs in the divots of his hips, but he doesn't fuck him yet. It's made more personal than that. ]