"I imagined"

I imagined him keening and gasping as he allowed himself to be pleasured by slow measures.

Writhing and bucking beneath an accomplished lover.

I imagined him sighing and moaning as he ached for relief.

Drawing out the sweet torment of hands and tongue and teeth.

I imagined him allowing himself to come only when he could bear it no more.

Pale hands clawing into sheets and hair.

I imagined being the one he would beg for his fulfilment.

Kiss-bruised lips whispering pleas in Elvish.

I imagined he would scream loud enough to wake the Mountains.

I wasn't disappointed.