[He's not sure what bubbles up in his chest as he watches Sauron come undone beneath him, as subject to the careful yet merciless use of his hips as any lesser being would be. Maybe it's anger or love, or hate, or desire, or all of them combined into one intense something that burns in him almost as brightly as Sauron's eyes.
When Sauron comes, his body drives Adar almost over the edge, but Adar doesn't let it. He makes Sauron ride out his pleasure while still getting pounded into, until he seems like the Maia cannot take any more or perhaps just can't wait any longer and he lets go of his control, coming almost instantly in the next stroke. It is so strong as his hot seed fills him that it bows Adar down against Sauron's chest, his hips shuddering, rolling in uneven waves as he empties himself inside his master and slowly comes to a stop as he tries to remember how to breathe.
He cannot even think, nothing exists beyond what he can touch, it is like the whole world turns white and he forgets anything else as he lays there on his master, his lover, his... god knows what.]
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When Sauron comes, his body drives Adar almost over the edge, but Adar doesn't let it. He makes Sauron ride out his pleasure while still getting pounded into, until he seems like the Maia cannot take any more or perhaps just can't wait any longer and he lets go of his control, coming almost instantly in the next stroke. It is so strong as his hot seed fills him that it bows Adar down against Sauron's chest, his hips shuddering, rolling in uneven waves as he empties himself inside his master and slowly comes to a stop as he tries to remember how to breathe.
He cannot even think, nothing exists beyond what he can touch, it is like the whole world turns white and he forgets anything else as he lays there on his master, his lover, his... god knows what.]