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but don't make me your enemy
( from here. )
[ Adar is left alone for a night. Sauron finds him in the obsidian hallways of the palace, the parts he is allowed to frequent as a captain, standing at the end of a corridor when Adar turns. His robes are dark, simmering with a soft burn at the ends of his robes, and his eyes are the only light of any worth, fixed on his uruk. ]
[ Adar is left alone for a night. Sauron finds him in the obsidian hallways of the palace, the parts he is allowed to frequent as a captain, standing at the end of a corridor when Adar turns. His robes are dark, simmering with a soft burn at the ends of his robes, and his eyes are the only light of any worth, fixed on his uruk. ]
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I do love you. [Softly said, and true despite everything. He doesn't add the million "but"s that Sauron has absolutely earned.]
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I cannot burn halfway mad.
[ It's not an apology, but. ]
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But he lays his head on his uruk's shoulder, drapes an arm around him, and settles down instead.
He cannot admit he did anything wrong, even if he knows he hurt him beyond words and cruelty, stealing time with Etelo more than the massacre of bodies. The latter is not so rare an occurrence in Angband. He cleaves to him in bed, instead tucking his head under his uruk's chin and hiding there. ]
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Love. [He says, softly, when he does eventually speak. Minutes, maybe even an hour later.] All those times I was talking to you about our son I was inviting you in, not saying I loved you less. [He might now, in truth, but that doesn't really matter. He has to be sure that Sauron knows this. All that time he had wanted it to be the three of them and not him and the boy and the drifting shadow of Sauron.] You said I would only have him until he was grown... [So of course he had been more focused directly on him, but that didn't mean he was leaving Sauron out. He had never wanted him more, in fact.]
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All his heat cools, somewhat miserably, and he still remains silent. No maia has ever taken being wrong (or at least acknowledging it) very gracefully. ]
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But he is bone tired and upset still, and eventually, sleep claims him even though it is fitful and cruel in what it twists and replays for him.]
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Adar is his, though. He is not just anyone.
In the dim light of morning, he kisses his way along Adar's shoulder to the curve of his neck and works on a lovebite there, petting down his body from chest to cock and back again, seeing if he can stir up any desire that he can attend to. ]
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He is used to it.
So when one troubled dream turns strange because the monster starts kissing his neck, Adar blinks awake, slowly becoming aware that the only monster nibbling on his neck is the one he knows the best. This, too, was the kind of peace offering Sauron preferred.
It works before he even is fully awake, his cock stirring easily, having been neglected for what felt like longer than it must have been. A moan steals from his lips at Sauron's teeth on his throat, he is still heavy with sleep even as he presses up against him.]
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The pain he can deal with. It's the intensity of his emotions that have him kissing Adar hungrily all over again once fully seated on his cock, breathing soft appreciation into the smear of their lips.
Yes, Fuck me, I need you. All fevered. ]
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Just like he so often seems to want.]
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Fuck, is breathed out almost in disbelief and he wraps his arms around him to hold on, whimpering in earnest, Love you too, I love you, oh Adar, OhOhOh, he forgets how to kiss as his caresses run down a smooth, glamoured body to dig into Adar's ass and try to haul him in further. Sauron's eyes are a deep red and his lashes are damp, utterly given over to him. ]
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Pleasure threatens to overwhelm him as he presses kisses along his lover's jaw, nuzzling against his cheek. He refuses to allow it, wants nothing more in this moment than to make sure Sauron cannot help but come first, driven to it by his cock and tireless hips.]
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That could have something to do with it too, the connection they made that night. Maybe that's why he's sorrier now, softer, weaker. Sauron bites back wails as he's punished for being cruel the only way that can feasibly make him pay attention, grunting in between pretty tosses of his hair. He gasps through a grimace, nails running into the dip of Adar's sinously rolling spine as his own hips tremble. ]
Coming, coming for you ... !
[ The maia spills with a wounded sob, still chasing Adar's hips. ]
Want you, want. Want you.
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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.]
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[ Sauron shudders as his orgasm rolls over into Adar's, prostate burned by hot come roughly fucked inside him so he's blushing as he only does when in bed. He pets his lover's sides and back as Adar ruts, cooing his approval, So beautiful for me, my love, and when Adar starts to sink down Sauron wraps his arms around him and kisses his temple, a cheek, hips a slow roll to give that elven stamina something to gradually ride out. ]
Do not stop.
[ He missed him so much. ]
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[ Having any soreness after this will be worth it, his self-incarnated flesh can handle the healing. Sauron nods and kisses him back with his golden hair in disarray around him, fingertips drifting along Adar's jaw and down his chest, a hitched gasp catching in his throat now and then as he tightens around that hard cock reflexively, nerves rubbed raw. He doesn't ask him to stop, in the wake of their wild fucking he is reluctant for the sensual lovemaking to come to an end, moving with Adar just for the pleasure of feeling him. ]
So good ...
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But now Adar is slower, less methodical as his hips roll. He could go all day if they wished, it was, after all, part of how he had been remade. To make him useful, to make him able to serve.] You feel so good. [He echoes, finally finding his words again as his teeth tug at Sauron's perfect earlobe and then tease along his throat.] I love you.
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I do not ... [ He shouldn't make decisions while getting fucked, too much of a sensual maia to think around the pleasure, fire burning in his blood, ] I do not want you to return ... to the lower levels.
[ He knows he hurt him terribly, but. He knows Morgoth needs more troops, but. He knows, he knows, he knows. ]
This is your duty now, with me. Only me.
[ If he cannot have all of Adar's attention anymore, he will have all that his cock has to give instead. Fair trade off? It certainly feels so as Sauron encourages him to ride as he pleases, knees spreading. ]
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That is, at least, until Sauron manages to fully say what he wants from him and his hips stutter before he convinces them to move again, hiding his surprise in the crook of his neck.]
Of course, my love. [the usual my lord replaced with a much gentler title as he tries not to ask any foolish questions or look his gift
horseMaia in the mouth. So to speak.] Only you. I am only for you.[As if to prove it he allows himself to move again, not as quickly and demanding as the first time but still with greater purpose than the slow fucking he had switched too, driving his hard cock over his prostate, and all the way into him, again and again, his breath hot and wet against Sauron's shoulder, one hand on his hip, gathering him closer, not letting him squirm away even if he wants too.]
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