The last thing Maglor saw as the blindfold went around him was Finarfin's green eyes and sweet smile, and the first thing he felt once it was securely tied, was Finarfin's lips on his forehead. "Good boy."
Maglor smiled back - no matter how many times he heard those words, he still melted a little.
They were in Finarfin's bedchamber rather than the dungeon this time. Finarfin had once again tied an intricate series of knots as a harness around Maglor's chest and back, and this time the ropes also went up his arms to tie his wrists to the bedposts. Bound and blindfolded, Maglor was trusting Finarfin with his life...
...trusting Finarfin to pleasure him like never before.
Maglor felt the tip of the swan feather trace around his smiling lips. Then the feather caressed down Maglor's neck... followed by Finarfin's tongue. Maglor moaned, his cock leaping.
Usually, when Finarfin tied him up and teased him, there was a predictable pattern to where Finarfin would kiss and touch, working his way down, or up. Not so with Maglor blindfolded. Maglor expected to feel the feather at his nipples next, and instead the feather stroked his right inner thigh, followed by Finarfin kissing him there. Maglor gasped, cock throbbing in response. Then the feather was at his throat, sliding down to the center of his chest, Finarfin kissing and licking down the feather's path. The feather brushed the back of Maglor's left knee, and Finarfin kissed there, making Maglor gasp again and moan, hole twitching, cock pulsing.
The feather flicked Maglor's right nipple, and then it was in Finarfin's mouth, sucking hard, pulling it with his lips, before Finarfin's tongue lashed it, swirled around it, then it was in his mouth again. Maglor expected to feel the feather and Finarfin's mouth on the other nipple, or perhaps his stomach, but instead the feather brushed down Maglor's left calf, Finarfin licking down, then the feather traced up the calf over Maglor's knee, and Finarfin's tongue slid its way up.
The feather brushed from Maglor's right shoulder up his bound arm, Finarfin's tongue following. The feather stroked his palm and each of his fingers, then Finarfin licked his palm and licked and sucked each of his fingers. Maglor loved that, moaning again, pleasure all the more intense from reminding him his wrists were bound, tied for Finarfin to do as he would. His balls felt so tight now, and he knew Finarfin had just begun. Maglor shivered with anticipation, wondering where Finarfin would tease him next. To his surprise, Finarfin went for the other arm instead of a random place, the feather sliding up his shoulder and forearm and wrist and palm and fingers, with Finarfin's hungry mouth kissing and licking.
The feather caressed the planes of Maglor's stomach, with Finarfin kissing here, nibbling there. Maglor sighed and groaned, feeling his cock starting to drip. The feather stroked down the shaft and back up, Finarfin's tongue licking up the flowing juices. Maglor cried out and bucked, cock leaping again. Finarfin laughed and kissed the head of Maglor's cock, before the feather darted behind Maglor's right knee, followed by Finarfin kissing it, so sensitive.
The feather danced on Maglor's left nipple, then Finarfin's tongue rubbed it and his lips latched on, tugging and sucking hard. The feather moved down to Maglor's right calf, this time all the way down to his foot. Maglor laughed as the feather tickled the bottom of his foot and his toes, then he cried out as Finarfin licked the arch and sole, sucked each toe in his mouth one at a time. He never knew how pleasurable that could be. He cried out again as Finarfin did the same to his other foot, no part untouched by that wicked tongue. Maglor felt almost ready to come just from having his toes sucked, and his cock jolted again, pulsating, as Finarfin took that foot and slid it up and down his own torso. Feeling his toes tease Finarfin's erect nipples even harder drove him out of his mind with lust.
The feather was at Maglor's stomach again, and then Finarfin's kisses. The feather brushed Maglor's shaft again, followed by Finarfin's tongue licking all over, fast rubbing and slow strokes, fast and slow, fast and slow. Maglor moaned and writhed against the restraints. Finarfin spread Maglor's legs and the feather slid back and forth, up and down over Maglor's balls, then his balls were in Finarfin's mouth - so good - before Finarfin licked them, slowly. The feather brushed back up to Maglor's stomach, followed by Finarfin's tongue, feather and tongue stroked Maglor's right thigh, then his left. Then the feather traced circles around Maglor's passage, and Finarfin's tongue licked between Maglor's balls and ass, before his tongue circled around Maglor's opening. When Finarfin's tongue speared inside, Maglor let out a strangled sob, his cock jumping again, dripping, balls aching.
Finarfin lapped at him, tongue rubbing the sweet spot inside him, as the feather teased Maglor's right nipple and left thigh, Maglor's right calf and his left side. The feather flicked over Maglor's balls, then it played with Maglor's left nipple. Maglor's cries got louder and louder as Finarfin devoured him, the rhythm of his tongue just right, the feather stroking his balls and shaft, up and down, up and down, bringing Maglor to that edge and keeping him there, the tension winding tighter and tighter as the pleasure was so intense Maglor thought he would die from it.
"Do you want to come, sweet boy?" Finarfin asked, before kissing Maglor's right inner thigh, then his left.
"Yes. Need you." Maglor's voice was breathy; he could hear the need in his voice. Shameless, wanton.
"Mmmmm." Finarfin laughed softly and kissed the tip of Maglor's cock, sucked on the head as the feather played up and down the shaft some more.
It felt delicious, but it wasn't enough to make Maglor come, and Finarfin knew that. Finarfin took more of Maglor's cock in his mouth, sucking slowly, making Maglor gasp and moan. Soon Finarfin was sucking harder, faster, his hand rubbing Maglor's balls as the feather teased one nipple, then the other. Maglor almost sobbed, needing to come so badly, but his body held out, savoring every moment of Finarfin's tender loving care... every moment of his surrender, bound and blindfolded, to the man dominating him so beautifully, perfect love and perfect trust.
The feather moved up to tickle Maglor's right armpit, and Finarfin slid up to suckle Maglor's right nipple. Maglor cried out, bucking his hips, the pleasure like flames through his body. The feather tickled Maglor's left armpit and Finarfin licked and sucked the left nipple... then Finarfin licked and kissed the armpit where the feather had just been, as the feather once again flicked up and down Maglor's shaft. Finarfin kissed the right armpit, then licked down Maglor's right side, down down down to Maglor's hip and thigh. He kissed his way across Maglor's inner thigh to lick up and down Maglor's cock, then his tongue was in Maglor's hole again as the feather played over Maglor's cock. Maglor howled, panting, desperate.
"Please, Ara. Please. Please..."
Finarfin kept him begging, slowing down his tongue, and when Maglor's pleas got even louder, Finarfin licked slowly at Maglor's cock, teasing even more.
At last Finarfin took off Maglor's blindfold and tossed it to the side, and gave Maglor a show as he dove back down and wrapped his lips around the head of Maglor's cock, sucking slowly, taking a little more of Maglor's cock into his mouth, still sucking ever so slowly. Maglor cried out, watching the erotic sight of his cock sliding in and out of Finarfin's mouth, all the more delicious when Finarfin tapped the head against his tongue, making streamers.
With Maglor's juices on his tongue, Finarfin slid up - Maglor could feel Finarfin's hard cock rubbing against his thigh - and Finarfin kissed him deeply. Maglor moaned, tasting himself, enjoying the sensual rubbing of Finarfin's tongue on his. They kissed again and again, and they both moaned into the kiss as Finarfin turned his hips so his cock rested against Maglor's.
Slowly, Finarfin began to rub his cock on Maglor's cock. Maglor gently rolled his hips, cock teasing cock. They kissed and Finarfin's hands roamed over Maglor's body, up and down, knowing after all the sensual play Maglor's body was exquisitely sensitized to his touch. Maglor loved it, moaning louder.
"Fuck me," Maglor begged.
"I am fucking you," Finarfin said. He traced Maglor's lips with his finger, then kissed him, tongues licking, before he began kissing Maglor's neck, laughing as Maglor shivered and gasped. "My cock is fucking your cock, Kanafinwë."
Maglor cried out, his cock throbbing. As much as he wanted to be filled, ravaged, he loved this just as much if not more - Finarfin mastering him this way, with each slow slide of cock on cock. Their cocks looked so beautiful together, streamers flowing between them, glistening. There was something special about making love this way, man to man, cock to cock, taking it slow, savoring.
Maglor climbed to that edge again, feeling like he would come any moment but his body kept holding out, wanting more, wanting this to never end... and indeed, it would last as long as Finarfin wanted it to, with him bound like this. Finarfin took his sweet time, keeping them both on that edge, trembling against each other, panting. He rocked his hips a little harder and faster, but still not enough to bring them off, just enough to tease and torment deliciously.
When they had enough, both of them making shuddery little gasps, Finarfin took them both into his hand, stroking together. The feel of Finarfin's cock rubbing against his in the tight grip of Finarfin's hand was so good that Maglor didn't last long once it started, tension winding up and up and up until it shattered and Maglor came hard, crying out "Ara!" as his seed poured over Finarfin's hand and Finarfin's cock.
Finarfin let out a shuddery sigh and a moan of "Káno..." and Maglor watched as Finarfin's cock creamed over his. Maglor shivered and gave a little whimper as he shot another arc of seed, undone by the sight and feel of Finarfin's cock coming on his cock. Finarfin's cock shot again and they cried out together, before their mouths met in a fierce, hot kiss.
"I love you," Maglor said, catching his breath.
"I love you." Finarfin stroked Maglor's face, pet his hair.
They took a few moments to rest, enjoying the blissful peace, then Finarfin set about the process of untying Maglor. Maglor was slightly disappointed at being freed, but he knew he couldn't stay tied up forever, and already his muscles were sore from holding that position for so long and his skin ached from the rope burn. Maglor stretched, wincing, and Finarfin gave him a sympathetic look.
Finarfin got out the jar of salve and set to work on the rope burn. The slow, gentle rubbing of Finarfin's hands got Maglor hard again, and Finarfin chuckled at it. "So needy."
Maglor bit his lower lip.
When Finarfin had dressed all of the rope burns with a layer of salve, he settled between Maglor's legs, sitting on Maglor's shoulders. Maglor sucked Finarfin's cock greedily, slurping at it, moaning around it as Finarfin sucked him. Once again he lost himself in the pleasure and delight of the ways they could please each other. He felt spoiled and pampered and loved.
He only hoped Finarfin also felt taken care of, that Finarfin knew how much he was loved and appreciated. Here and now, he let his body speak for him. He sucked Finarfin's cock like it was an act of worship, drank his cream like it was nectar of the gods.
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