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Due to the economic crisis, there's only one blowjob brother
"How I've missed you, my prince."
The soft kiss pressed to Orodreth's lips, full of promise, before Beleg sank to his knees before him. Shimmering silks were easily pushed aside, and it was only seconds before Beleg's clever mouth was upon him, teasing in long slow licks before taking the head in his mouth, looking up to see his prized prince's face.
One sturdy hand braced on Orodreth's thigh, the other cupped his balls, calloused fingers smoothing across the velvety skin.
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❛ fervent . to have sex with my muse after a fight . // curvo and eol it’s so them
"I hate you."
The words hardly held much meaning when he had Curufin up against the wall of Telchar's forge. Their friend had long since retired for the night, but the two tireless elves had kept working, and kept bickering, until Eöl could not help but silence his rival with a kiss.
One might think Telchar had planned such a thing.
"I need you," he desperately tried to untie the laces of Curufin's trousers. "Now."
[praise.] sender praises receiver for taking it well. From mr Orome
"Ah..."
Beleg lay splayed on the grass, the trees bending above them. Through their branches, he could not even catch the smallest glimpse of the stars. But it mattered not. Stars filled his eyes regardless, when he was being so perfectly filled by Oromë's cock.
The sweetest praise he had ever heard fell from the Hunter's lips; Beleg had had many lovers, and heard much praise, but none of them had been this wild god he had quickly come to adore.
He preened under his words, arching forward, to show himself off.
"I can do even better, lord Araw, I can."
Maeglin only nodded, now seeming to understand. Do not go out alone with a man, because they are untrustworthy. And do bot go out alone with a woman, because she may try to force a child on you. The world seemed so cruel then. Was life this cruel to Eöl?
“Did Mother trap you with a child?”
"No." he answered a bit too quickly to seem honest. "Your mother is a noble princess and a worthy woman, though she is one of the Noldor."
Alas, no one was perfect.
"But there are few such women in the world. Very few. You are of noble lineage, and your future bride should be also."
Oh. But… he had many questions, specifically about what sort of ‘close physical contact’ his father must meant, yet he did not know if Eöl cared to explain. His gaze turned downward, as he contemplated his father’s words.
“Does that… mean if a man asks me to go alone somewhere, it’s okay, because he cannot give me a child?” And his father seemed fond of asking his mother to go out alone, at least when the sky was free of clouds, yet no child ever resulted from that. Perhaps it was not a guaranteed thing.
"No. You should never go anywhere with a man alone. Because you cannot trust them."
He would not elaborate.
"But you should be more cautious it is a woman. She may try to trap you with a child, and that would be a terrible thing if she was not worthy of you."
☾ lustful action prompts.
a litany of prompts exploring intimacy and sexuality. mature audiences only; do not interact if you are a minor. add +reverse to reverse the roles. combine prompts by sending multiple at once. only use these prompts to portray consensual scenarios.
[beg.] sender makes receiver beg before giving them what they want.
[fumble.] sender struggles impatiently with receiver's clothes.
[shh.] sender stuffs their fingers in receiver's mouth to keep them quiet.
[tug.] sender grips receiver's hair to pull them closer.
[tie.] sender binds receiver's wrists with rope / belt / tie / etc.
[bite.] sender sinks their teeth into receiver's neck / shoulder / skin.
[scratch.] sender rakes their nails down receiver's back.
[drip.] sender drips spit into receiver's mouth / onto receiver.
[69.] sender and receiver go down on each other at the same time.
[needy.] sender teases receiver about how desperate they look.
[deep.] sender pushes receiver's head down during oral until they gag.
[eager.] sender holds receiver's head still and fucks their mouth.
[anchor.] sender pins receiver's hips while eating them out.
[grind.] sender grinds their hips into receiver while receiver gives them oral.
[press.] sender pushes a hand against receiver's stomach while inside them.
[hold.] sender grabs receiver's hand to hold while they have sex.
[pin.] sender pins receiver's wrists above their head.
[straddle.] sender straddles receiver's body to restrain them.
[clutch.] sender clutches receiver's jaw to hold their head still.
[hollow.] sender presses a thumb into the hollow of receiver's throat.
[cradle.] sender cradles receiver's throat in their hand, applying light pressure.
[stay.] sender cockwarms receiver.
[breed.] sender fucks receiver deep and finishes inside.
[stare.] sender forces receiver to maintain eye contact.
[cling.] sender wraps their legs tight around receiver's waist while they have sex.
[elevate.] sender places a pillow beneath receiver's hips during sex.
[suckle.] sender sucks on receiver's chest and nipples.
[eavesdrop.] sender fucks receiver where others can hear but not see.
[praise.] sender praises receiver for taking it well.
[hush.] sender forbids receiver from making a sound.
[chokehold.] sender locks receiver's throat in the crook of their arm.
[mark.] sender leaves hickeys on receiver where they will be seen later.
[nuzzle.] sender buries their face in receiver's neck mid-fuck.
[rut.] sender gets caught up, fucking receiver harder without warning.
Faramir and Aragorn for Éowyn – threesome meme. 😘
Three is better than two?
A rosy hue climbed her cheeks.
"Who would I be to refuse? Faramir will ever be my favourite, but I do not think he would be disappointed with Elessar joining us for an evening."
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🍆 turin and beleg
Boner? I barely even know her!
Túrin knew what he was doing. Of course he did - Beleg caught his eye across Thingol's feast table. In what was surely a desire for dark revenge, he was eating his meal strangely seductively.
Or perhaps Beleg was just biased. His gaze followed intently the drag of a spoon against his lips, watched drops of wine on his tongue with the focus of the hunt. Quickly, he became rather uncomfortable in his seat, and wished he not worn such constricting trousers.
He kicked him lightly under the table to get his attention. I know what you are doing.
But with so many others around them, he dared not say anything.
🍆 // eol and curufin lol
Boner? I barely even know her!
Every so often, Telchar hosted a symposium for esteemed scholars of metallurgy. After a day of debate and discussion, most of the crowd retired, while those few who were closest to their host gather for wine and further talks.
Curufin was there, of course. It grated Eöl to admit it, but his contributions had been very insightful today. He was on excellent form, talking animatedly with a dwarf from Nogrod. As Eöl watched him, he felt something stir in him. Respect... admiration... lust.
Just as he felt himself grow hard in his trousers, Telchar turned to offer him more wine.
"Eöl, my friend, are you quite alright? You look rather flushed."
🍆 Melian + Thingol....
Boner? I barely even know her!
As he stood there, proclaiming his promise of safety to the gathered elves, Melian felt a deep flush of affection, desire, for her elf. So brave, so bold - so caring, that he would take kingship upon himself and steward those who had been so long loyal to him.
Such desire manifested itself physically - this elf shape was new to her, and she had yet to full master the intricacies of it. Thankfully, she was wearing a thick gown of dark velvet. But she knew he would sense it, connected as they were, as he took her hand to introduce her to his kindred.
🍆 from Orodreth
Boner? I barely even know her!
Orodreth was astoundingly beautiful. Beleg was well aware of this - had his fate led him down a different path, he would have been composing ballads to his beauty.
Now, as they enjoyed the generous hosting of King Thingol, the prince dancing so elegantly, charming all who saw him. Indeed, it had a rather more direct charm to Beleg, who felt the stirring of heat and lust in his loins.
This would not have been a problem, had he not been seated at the left hand of the king, and had the subject of his deep desires not come to speak to him at that very moment. Beleg bravely maintained his composure. So chivalrous!
"My prince, you dance wondrously."
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🤷EOL AND MAEGLIN NOW
Oh god why
"Maeglin, boy, come here." Now that he was old enough, growing fast, Eöl knew it was time to prepare the boy the real world. Most of it he would leave to the boy's mother, as such things were always better suited to coming from mothers, but there were things she would or could not tell him.
"You are almost a man now. It is time you learnt some things." he sat down at their kitchen table and gestured for Maeglin to sit opposite him.
"Now, let us see where to begin. Has your mother told you how children are made?"
Maeglin stared blankly at Eöl as he sat. For what it was worth, he was not truly that old— hardly even sixty, still a boy by all measures, but he had learned much in that time under his father’s teachings (if one were to be generous with definitions).
However, he must confess that he had never once wondered where children came from, for the sight of children in Nan Elmoth was rarer than when his father was in a truly good mood. The children that their servants did have did not speak to him, and Maeglin wondered if that was a rule of his father, or if there was some freakish quality to him that scared off any potential playmate.
He shook his head as his only response to his father.
"I see."
He considered his reply for a moment. Many thoughts crowded Eöl's mind: he did not want his son to suffer as he had, but he did not want him to grow either - could he not remain this obedient and well mannered age forever? - and teaching felt like admitting it was inevitable.
"It is important that you learn, lest you one day find yourself surprised with a child." It could happen! "A man and woman may join together, and a child may be the result. You don't want that, do you?"
“No,” Maeglin spoke quietly, but he wasn’t quite sure if it was the answer he was supposed to give, nor was he certain if it was truly how he felt. He had never been around another child for a meaningful amount of time, and the only experience he had with children was being one himself. Was having a child such a bad thing?
Well, it must be, if his father was warning him about it. Or, at least, it was a thing to be avoided for the most part. He made a note to his future self to avoid the ‘joining of man and woman’, whatever that meant. He blinked, and waited for Eöl to grace him with further information. Was this a conversation his mother was supposed to be giving him? No doubt she would do a better job, given that he still couldn’t quite understand what Eöl was trying to say, other than that babies were to be avoided.
"Very good."
Eöl was pleased to see he was listening.
"Now, for reference, to make a child, a man must be in close physical contact with a woman - it would not work if it was a man and a man, nor two women." he explained, "That is another thing - you must be wary always of invitations to go alone somewhere, for there are those that might take advantage of you. Perhaps, for violence, or else to make you a father when you do not want to be."
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