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Feanor in 100 (or more) words
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-Multi-Age › Slash - Male/Male
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Adult ++
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Category:
-Multi-Age › Slash - Male/Male
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
9
Views:
826
Reviews:
0
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
Disclaimer:
I do not own the Lord of the Rings (and associated) book series, nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.
Mirror, mirror
In the privacy of his chamber, the young Elf admired himself in the body-length mirror: midnight tresses, cascading down broad shoulders and arched back; rippled muscles, quivering under the fluttering caresses of his fingers; long and slender, parted legs and a proud erection, towering toward his questing hand.
Feanaro bit his lip and sighed, watching his reflection through half-lidded eyes. He moaned, moving his hand faster along his throbbing need, smiling seductively. The tip of his tongue darted between full, soft lips, wetting them. He tossed his head back and groaned, hips swaying, thrusting forward, with every stroke.
Feanaro bit his lip and sighed, watching his reflection through half-lidded eyes. He moaned, moving his hand faster along his throbbing need, smiling seductively. The tip of his tongue darted between full, soft lips, wetting them. He tossed his head back and groaned, hips swaying, thrusting forward, with every stroke.