[He needed to breathe more than he needed to rest, his chest rising and falling unevenly as he watched Sauron, as he felt him still inside of him. Those who would blame him for "allowing" the maia so close had never had the misfortune pleasure of having him close, having his attention, for a few sweet moments, fixated on them.
Whether this time was out of cruelty or kindness, he will wonder for a long time, but in the moment it feels good, the taste of his mouth still lingers on Adar's tongue, familiar and heady like a favourite wine.]
Don't. [Go, don't leave him to the comparative chill of the room... don't hurt him through whatever it is you make. His fingers find Sauron's hair, not tangling in it this time but carding gently through it, pushing it behind his elf-like ears. The strands so soft in his fingers that it feels more like silk.
He cannot make Sauron do anything, he cannot move him if he doesn't want to be moved, he cannot make him love him properly, but he can plea for a little more time wrapped together in this fantasy of all those things.]
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misfortunepleasure of having him close, having his attention, for a few sweet moments, fixated on them.Whether this time was out of cruelty or kindness, he will wonder for a long time, but in the moment it feels good, the taste of his mouth still lingers on Adar's tongue, familiar and heady like a favourite wine.]
Don't. [Go, don't leave him to the comparative chill of the room... don't hurt him through whatever it is you make. His fingers find Sauron's hair, not tangling in it this time but carding gently through it, pushing it behind his elf-like ears. The strands so soft in his fingers that it feels more like silk.
He cannot make Sauron do anything, he cannot move him if he doesn't want to be moved, he cannot make him love him properly, but he can plea for a little more time wrapped together in this fantasy of all those things.]