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-Aragorn-
My Legolas.
He knows how to drive humans mad, how to make them come, make me come! Although I am inside him, my lovely elf is the one who has control over me now. The feeling is strange and new, as I am not used to it, but seductive and breathtaking.
I can feel my cock, surrounded by his muscles, so tight, so wonderful, and I can feel too, how the tip of my erection strokes over his most sensitive spot deep inside.
I don't want to end this, to let go of the feelings and thoughts full of lust and love, but another part of me wants, needs, has to find release. Now. I am overwhelmed by my lover's presence – his trembling body in my lap, his tight flesh around me, his sweet tongue inside me. I stroke his back, up and down, scratching over his soft skin slightly, pull him closer, and now he joins my deep moans.
By the Valar, he is only sin.
I meet Legolas' gaze again and neither of us let go. I know, that the thoughts and feeling my look shows him are mirrored in his own eyes, saying more than words – I love you.
This is enough. With a moan, deep from my throat I cry out and so does he. We both find release in the very same moment, shaking and moaning and kissing and crying and laughing together.
While the aftershocks of climax are still the masters of our bodies, I take my beloved elf in my arms, kissing him again and again, whispering sweet and promising nothings to his pointed ear, dreaming of the next night, we will spend together.