[Please no longer falls from his lips but it is in his eyes, in the hunger that shades them darker. It is in the way he moves toward him, no hesitation or question just silent pleas and the desire to press as much of their skin together as can be managed. The kisses steal softer, pleased moans at least which aren't so heavy with need, or they do until his cock presses against his entrance, hot and familiar and long missed.
It aches as he sinks down on him, every inch taken is hot and stings just a little, but he doesn't care now and he won't care later when he inevitably feels it as he's doing something more mundane. All he is is a pile of want, whimpering softly as he gives himself up to Sauron's care. Good boy makes him clench around his lovers cock, butterflies flooding his stomach as the words make him feel.... well. Some kind of way.]
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It aches as he sinks down on him, every inch taken is hot and stings just a little, but he doesn't care now and he won't care later when he inevitably feels it as he's doing something more mundane. All he is is a pile of want, whimpering softly as he gives himself up to Sauron's care. Good boy makes him clench around his lovers cock, butterflies flooding his stomach as the words make him feel.... well. Some kind of way.]