Abandoned
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-Multi-Age › Slash - Male/Male
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
7
Views:
2,749
Reviews:
7
Recommended:
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Currently Reading:
0
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Chapter 8
Abandoned Ch 8
Upon hearing the shout echoing from the Last Homely House, Orophin smiled gently. His plans to sneak into his husband's room to wake him had been ruined, yes. But the joy of having him in his arms again would make up for any disappointment. Not wanting to wake any of the grooms, he opted to take care of the tired horses himself; waiting for the footsteps that would tell him his love had arrived.
Grinning at the sound of his husband's running feet, Orophin pretended not to notice as he stepped out of the stall and headed for the feed room. His breath was knocked out of him as he was tackled from behind and brought to the dirt floor. Rolling, he looked up into Elladan's happy face and without a word, brought their lips together in a searing kiss, pouring all his love and longing into it.
"I have missed you so very much." Orophin's face was flushed and darkened by desire as Elladan panted the words.
"I have missed you as well, my love, and could not wait to see you again." Orophin wrapped his warrior arms tightly around the well muscled body of his mate to hold him close, relishing the feel of the hard flesh against his own. Feeling another hardness, he grinned wolfishly, "I see that you are not the only thing to be joyous at my return." He then crushed their mouths together in a bruising kiss, telling Elladan without words how much he missed and wanted him.
Elladan rose to his feet shakily and offered his hand to Orophin. When they both were standing, he wrapped an arm tightly around his mate's waist and guided him back to the house and their rooms.
Orophin shut the door quietly behind them and turned to be greeted by the sight of his husband swiftly removing his clothing. Chuckling, he reached out and snagged the prince by the waist and jerked his naked form against him. "A bit impatient, are we?" Orophin whispered against the ruby lips, already swollen from his kisses. "Undress me."
Before the words had finished leaving Orophin's lips, the eager hands of his love were fumbling with buttons, ties, and laces with a dexterity belied by the trembling of his limbs. As the cool morning air, let in by the open windows, hit the heated flesh of his chest, his nipples hardened and were immediately attacked by a questing mouth. He hissed as teeth were scraped over their sensitized flesh and sighed as a tongue laved away the pain. Guiding them, Orophin backed his husband up to the bed, smiling at the prince's squeak of surprise as his legs hit the mattress and he fell back onto it.
Elladan looked up at his husband from the bed; then reached up to pull the galadhrim down as well. Sitting up, he moved to remove the dust coated boots and the travel stained leggings, freeing his mate to his gaze. "Have me." He pleaded, sighing with disappointment as his lover shook his head no, and yet knowing his wish to be filled would be granted soon enough.
No words were spoken, no words were needed as the two bodies rubbed against each other and questing hands and lips remapped the unforgotten and much love flesh of their mate.
leaslease," was all Orophin could manage to say to his husband. His mind was lost in a haze of desire and he knew he would not last much longer. A loving smile graced his lips as the deceptively slender hand of his mate grasped the vial of oil on the nightstand and opened it. He spread his legs invitingly, pleading with his eyes for the fulfillment he had missed these past two years. When he was taken into the heat of his husband's mouth, his back arched off the bed and he bit his lip to keep from spending so soon.
"Let it go, my love. You are so tense." Elladan purred around the flesh in his mouth, wanting to taste the sweet nectar of his light and joy. He dipped a finger into the oil and brought it to the puckered opening that promised such bliss, heat and trust. Lightly, he traced the outline of the opening to his husband's body before sliding the lone digit inside. Twisting it, he slid it in and out of the tight passage, fear of hurting his beloved forefront in his mind. He moved his mouth faster on the hard flesh while at the same time working a second digit into the tight heat. Crooking his fingers, he found the nub that had his husband arching off the bed with a moan of pure lust. Hands, roughened by millennia of wielding bow and sword, twined in his hair to keep his mouth in place, not that it was needed. Elladan worked even harder on the rigid member in his mouth and pulling his fingers out, returned with three, scissoring them and preparing the tight channel to accept his needy flesh. Stroking his husband's pleasure spot, he felt the tightening and swelling of the rock hard staff in his mouth and hummed around it.
With a shout, Orophin exploded into Elladan's mouth and his husband proceeded to drink him dry. Tugging on the chestnut hair in his hands, he pulled Elladan up to join their lips in a heated kiss. He groaned as he felt his husband's rigid flesh enter him, the feelings of love and contentment welling up to suffocate him. He wrapped his legs around Elladan's waist and urged him to move.
Elladan needed no second urging and began to thrust. He tried to keep it gentle, yet the pent up longing for his mate was fast over taking him and he began to pound into the willing, writhing body below him. Grasping his husband's reawakened flesh, he stroked his mate in time with his swift hard thrusts, rushing them both to completion.
Tumbling over the edge once again, Orophin came, shouting Elladan's name in his bliss, grasping his husband roughly to center himself. Sapped of all strength, he fell back limply onto the mattress, a boneless puddle of sated elf.
Feeling his husband's seed flood between their bodies and the dark channel clench around him, Elladan knew he could hold back no longer. Screaming his husband's name, he let loose and poured his essence into his mate's sated body before collapsing on top of him. Gently pulling out, he rolled them onto their sides and rested his head on his lover's chest. With a sigh, he murmured sleepily, "I am glad you are home, Orophin." before drifting off to sleep, content in the embrace of his love.
TBC
Upon hearing the shout echoing from the Last Homely House, Orophin smiled gently. His plans to sneak into his husband's room to wake him had been ruined, yes. But the joy of having him in his arms again would make up for any disappointment. Not wanting to wake any of the grooms, he opted to take care of the tired horses himself; waiting for the footsteps that would tell him his love had arrived.
Grinning at the sound of his husband's running feet, Orophin pretended not to notice as he stepped out of the stall and headed for the feed room. His breath was knocked out of him as he was tackled from behind and brought to the dirt floor. Rolling, he looked up into Elladan's happy face and without a word, brought their lips together in a searing kiss, pouring all his love and longing into it.
"I have missed you so very much." Orophin's face was flushed and darkened by desire as Elladan panted the words.
"I have missed you as well, my love, and could not wait to see you again." Orophin wrapped his warrior arms tightly around the well muscled body of his mate to hold him close, relishing the feel of the hard flesh against his own. Feeling another hardness, he grinned wolfishly, "I see that you are not the only thing to be joyous at my return." He then crushed their mouths together in a bruising kiss, telling Elladan without words how much he missed and wanted him.
Elladan rose to his feet shakily and offered his hand to Orophin. When they both were standing, he wrapped an arm tightly around his mate's waist and guided him back to the house and their rooms.
Orophin shut the door quietly behind them and turned to be greeted by the sight of his husband swiftly removing his clothing. Chuckling, he reached out and snagged the prince by the waist and jerked his naked form against him. "A bit impatient, are we?" Orophin whispered against the ruby lips, already swollen from his kisses. "Undress me."
Before the words had finished leaving Orophin's lips, the eager hands of his love were fumbling with buttons, ties, and laces with a dexterity belied by the trembling of his limbs. As the cool morning air, let in by the open windows, hit the heated flesh of his chest, his nipples hardened and were immediately attacked by a questing mouth. He hissed as teeth were scraped over their sensitized flesh and sighed as a tongue laved away the pain. Guiding them, Orophin backed his husband up to the bed, smiling at the prince's squeak of surprise as his legs hit the mattress and he fell back onto it.
Elladan looked up at his husband from the bed; then reached up to pull the galadhrim down as well. Sitting up, he moved to remove the dust coated boots and the travel stained leggings, freeing his mate to his gaze. "Have me." He pleaded, sighing with disappointment as his lover shook his head no, and yet knowing his wish to be filled would be granted soon enough.
No words were spoken, no words were needed as the two bodies rubbed against each other and questing hands and lips remapped the unforgotten and much love flesh of their mate.
leaslease," was all Orophin could manage to say to his husband. His mind was lost in a haze of desire and he knew he would not last much longer. A loving smile graced his lips as the deceptively slender hand of his mate grasped the vial of oil on the nightstand and opened it. He spread his legs invitingly, pleading with his eyes for the fulfillment he had missed these past two years. When he was taken into the heat of his husband's mouth, his back arched off the bed and he bit his lip to keep from spending so soon.
"Let it go, my love. You are so tense." Elladan purred around the flesh in his mouth, wanting to taste the sweet nectar of his light and joy. He dipped a finger into the oil and brought it to the puckered opening that promised such bliss, heat and trust. Lightly, he traced the outline of the opening to his husband's body before sliding the lone digit inside. Twisting it, he slid it in and out of the tight passage, fear of hurting his beloved forefront in his mind. He moved his mouth faster on the hard flesh while at the same time working a second digit into the tight heat. Crooking his fingers, he found the nub that had his husband arching off the bed with a moan of pure lust. Hands, roughened by millennia of wielding bow and sword, twined in his hair to keep his mouth in place, not that it was needed. Elladan worked even harder on the rigid member in his mouth and pulling his fingers out, returned with three, scissoring them and preparing the tight channel to accept his needy flesh. Stroking his husband's pleasure spot, he felt the tightening and swelling of the rock hard staff in his mouth and hummed around it.
With a shout, Orophin exploded into Elladan's mouth and his husband proceeded to drink him dry. Tugging on the chestnut hair in his hands, he pulled Elladan up to join their lips in a heated kiss. He groaned as he felt his husband's rigid flesh enter him, the feelings of love and contentment welling up to suffocate him. He wrapped his legs around Elladan's waist and urged him to move.
Elladan needed no second urging and began to thrust. He tried to keep it gentle, yet the pent up longing for his mate was fast over taking him and he began to pound into the willing, writhing body below him. Grasping his husband's reawakened flesh, he stroked his mate in time with his swift hard thrusts, rushing them both to completion.
Tumbling over the edge once again, Orophin came, shouting Elladan's name in his bliss, grasping his husband roughly to center himself. Sapped of all strength, he fell back limply onto the mattress, a boneless puddle of sated elf.
Feeling his husband's seed flood between their bodies and the dark channel clench around him, Elladan knew he could hold back no longer. Screaming his husband's name, he let loose and poured his essence into his mate's sated body before collapsing on top of him. Gently pulling out, he rolled them onto their sides and rested his head on his lover's chest. With a sigh, he murmured sleepily, "I am glad you are home, Orophin." before drifting off to sleep, content in the embrace of his love.
TBC