Who is going to stop me? You? (All of that energy can be focused on better, more pleasurable matters, Fingon. Maedhros ignores the cursing - he ignores how angry he has made someone he has always sought to cheer. The bruises are accepted with a low growl of impatience. How many marks must this love of his make?!
Many more, likely. He welcomes the pain and pleasure, bucking his hips so that Fingon could have no doubt of what he planned. But first -
His hands pull, tug and tear at the clothing separating them, his mouth descending to the smaller Elf's neck. He bites and sucks, running his tongue over the mark possessively.)
what is healthy communication?
Many more, likely. He welcomes the pain and pleasure, bucking his hips so that Fingon could have no doubt of what he planned. But first -
His hands pull, tug and tear at the clothing separating them, his mouth descending to the smaller Elf's neck. He bites and sucks, running his tongue over the mark possessively.)