So, this being my first story, it isn't great, but I kinda like it. This ship has ruined my life, so many feels and pain and yet so much happiness, so I decided to do some fluff, because who doesn't like fluff? This ship needs more love anyway.
Melkor wraps his arms tightly around his little lieutenant as he sleeps, not wanting his Maia to be taken from him. The other Valar and Maiar would laugh at him, he knows, but he truly doesn't care. Really though, when has he given a single care in the world? Except for his Maia, he has given not a single care in the world. He hears his Maia whine in his sleep and he coos him softly.
"Shhh my Mairon, nothing can hurt you here. No one and nothing will hurt you ever." He whispers, stroking the silky and smooth hair the Maia possesses. Mairon calms down and lays his head in Melkor's neck, laying a hand on his chest.
Melkor smiles and lays his head on that of Mairon's and kisses his forehead, looking down and seeing a smile curve on Mairon's perfect face. Melkor swears that there is nothing more beautiful than his Mairon. Even the Silmarils are dirt compared to the beauty of his Lieutenant. Sometimes Melkor thinks about how he deserves such a wonderful person. But then he shoos those thoughts away as quickly as they come, for why waste the time he has been given with Mairon wondering how he has gotten such time. He's snapped out of his thoughts by a small, sleepy voice.
"A-Are you alright, Master?"
Melkor looks down at Mairon's sweet face. "Just thinking, my Little Wolf." He says. "About what?" Mairon ventures, yawning softly and stretching rather cutely.
Melkor chuckles softly, placing a kiss on the Maia's forehead. "Always curious, hmmm?" The Dark Vala teases. "Curiosity killed the cat, you know." "Y-Yes." Mairon yawns. "But I am a wolf." Melkor laughs and ruffles his hair. "A pretty wolf at that, My Dear." He says, making the Maia giggle and smile.
"But truthfully Mairon, I was thinking about you. How wonderful you are and things such as those." Melkor says, twirling a strand of Mairon's golden hair.
Mairon smiles brightly and raises one of Melkor's black hands, kissing it softly. "Yes, I may be wonderful, but your beauty far surpasses mine. I am a piece of dirt compare to you, in all ways to be exact." He chirped.
Melkor smiles and tilts up his Maia's chin. "You are a bright light my Sweet, and I am the dark, therefore you outshine me." He replies. "But!-" Mairon squeaks. "But nothing my Little One. Stop now, you are wasting your beautiful breath."
"And yours as well."
Melkor laughs at Mairon's retort, a soft frown on the Maia's face. "Oh shush." He teases, capturing the soft lips of his Maia in his own. Mairon gasps and smiles into the kiss, squeaking as Melkor pulls him on top of him. "So sweet." Melkor whispers into the kiss. "Mm… Don't get out of control, Feisty One." Melkor teases, making Mairon whine loudly.
"Oh shush and go back to sleep, my Beautiful Sunshine." Melkor chuckles, soon smiling and holding the Maia close. Mairon sighs dreamily and rests his face back into his Master's neck, closing his eyes and drifting back to sleep. Melkor kisses the top of the Maia's head and strokes his hair, watching over Mairon the whole night as he sleeps.