[ Sauron's pleasure is tangled up in Adar's as per usual these days, he only wants to come when his lover is spilling a mess all over them and repays him in kind with hard thrusts, marking and claiming him as no other elf or orc will ever mistake. They will smell Sauron on Adar like honey on a bee, a part of his very essence and reason for existing.
He fucks him through that orgasm with relentless, pounding force, cradling him in his arms so that Adar can shiver and bounce on his cock as long as he needs to settle the craving knotted deep in his loins, a weight he will never be long without. Each sweet kiss Sauron bestows is a murmur of praise, breathless with release, and he sinks back into the bedding with Adar hugged close as he starts to doze while still buried inside.
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He fucks him through that orgasm with relentless, pounding force, cradling him in his arms so that Adar can shiver and bounce on his cock as long as he needs to settle the craving knotted deep in his loins, a weight he will never be long without. Each sweet kiss Sauron bestows is a murmur of praise, breathless with release, and he sinks back into the bedding with Adar hugged close as he starts to doze while still buried inside.
Perfect, his not-husband. ]