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“I can’t help it, you’re making my body do that!”

“Oh?” Tamlen purred softly as he leaned in close. “And what is that?” Of course he was teasing Fenarel. How could he not?

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"What would you think about adding a third party?"

The question caught him off guard and he blinked at the other elf. “I... I wouldn’t mind. Who were you thinking of?” Tamlen had an idea but he didn’t want to say a name and regret it.

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"Oh my god"

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Tamlen stopped dead in his tracks as he stepped into the tent. Eyes landed on Fenarel and Mahariel and it felt as though everything was ripped from his chest. Of course he knew the two were close but seeing it was different. Their bodies were wrapped together and it was impossible to tell one from the other but he knew. He could see the man he loved with another but it was making him numb. “I... I’m sorry.”

By the Dread Wolf what was he thinking? Instantly he stepped out and started making his way to the woods. He hated that his body reacted, the sounds echoing over and over in his mind but he was hurt. He was too late. The man he loved was taken and to think he stood a chance againstMahariel was a horrible mistake.

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Fenarel was talking but it didn’t bother him any. Tamlen walked over and reached out to fix a few of the strands of unpolished hair before moving the armor around. “You need to present yourself better.” He whispered softly before patting Fenarel ‘s shoulder and leaving him to keep talking.

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"I'm sorry. So sorry."

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Mahariel rolled his hips and Tamlen couldn’t stop the gasp that parted his lips. It was silenced by a palm around his mouth and eyes rolled back. The elf was fucking him much like a beast and he couldn’t stop himself from pushing back as his chest pressed into the sheets beneath him. By the dread wolf! He needed this and as a hand wrapped around his cock he thought he was going to lose himself then and there.

Eyes moved up as another sound reached his ears, and blurry vision tried to focus. What? Finally he realized what he was looking at and eyes went wide before another moan escaped asMahariel slammed into his prostate. He couldn’t say anything as the male continued above him.

Fenarel was standing there but he didn’t know what to do, his mind lost to the fog of lust.

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15. “You’re not acting like yourself, is there something you need to tell me?”

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Laying down the hand and seeing what the score ended up made him chuckle. “Well, Lethallin, seems you have won that round.” A deal was a deal and he was not going to turn away from it now. Tamlen stood up and leaned over the table to place a hand on the male’s cheek. “I owe you something, don’t I?” He purred before giving a soft peck to Fenarel‘s lips.

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36. “Let me die happy, at least.”