Mairon

Gently holds cheryl and gives him kisses on his pink hair and face. Enjoying the physical connection with him.

Yet the moment a new general had the nerve to try to talk others into gaining up on Mairon when he was working in the forge, made his composure slip away. Now he was ready to strike punishment for that man's arrogance." I don't have any secrets my lord, I simply have a pesky individual who has been a bit too arrogant recently. Daring to gain up on me and intimidating me." The maia stopped as the baby dragon started nibbling on his hair absently.

Hearing that some nobody had the audacity to intimidate Mairon, Melkor's eyes darkened and his jaw tightened. His impulsive nature told him to storm out and handle it but... This was not his fight to win. He reached a hand and cupped his chin, thumb running down Mairon's jaw, "I see that this matters to you, and you know well my thoughts on what happened in the past. I will not stop you, but I will be there for you if you need me. Come, show me what my little flame needs to do to let this nightmare in the past where it belongs." Melkor's palm flattened against Mairon's side of the neck for a fleeting moment as if wishing he could take it all away. Take the pain and scars upon himself.

He didn't want to get his anger directed towards the one who showed him the truth about himself, the one who helped him become the lord that stood before Melkor." I am just upset that because of a simple act has caused a negative impact on my title and standing in this Realm. Perhaps there is a better way to remind people of what happened if they cross me." Mairon smiled as his sharp teeth appeared.

He began to pace while thinking, his pale eyes against black sclera were lost in thought. "You could simply kill him but in a week another fool will test your limits. Or.... You make of this a lesson so that no one else in Angband will ever mistake your silence for weakness ever again. Something... Something that will make them flinch each time your quiet footfals pace these paths." A smile spread wide on Melkor's face and stopped in front of Mairon and studied the pointed poker in the other's trembling hand. "You already know which one you want. I can see it in your eyes, your hand. So... Tell me, little flame," Melkor's voice dropped and clasped a hand over Mairon's around the poker. "What are we still doing here?" and smirked, not needing an answer. He released him and waited for Mairon to lead the way.

Mairon opened his mind to Melkor as they made their way to the throne room, a marvelous place of metals and onyx walls, detailed with emeralds and iron in the edges. "My Lord let us have a audience for this lovely reminder. Surely the ranks have become more bolder then previously and I simply can't wait to hear what they are thinking or demanding." Mairon telepathically said as he finally opened the large iron doors that revealed the throne room.

Gently holds cheryl and gives him kisses on his pink hair and face. Enjoying the physical connection with him.

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Yet the moment a new general had the nerve to try to talk others into gaining up on Mairon when he was working in the forge, made his composure slip away. Now he was ready to strike punishment for that man's arrogance." I don't have any secrets my lord, I simply have a pesky individual who has been a bit too arrogant recently. Daring to gain up on me and intimidating me." The maia stopped as the baby dragon started nibbling on his hair absently.

Hearing that some nobody had the audacity to intimidate Mairon, Melkor's eyes darkened and his jaw tightened. His impulsive nature told him to storm out and handle it but... This was not his fight to win. He reached a hand and cupped his chin, thumb running down Mairon's jaw, "I see that this matters to you, and you know well my thoughts on what happened in the past. I will not stop you, but I will be there for you if you need me. Come, show me what my little flame needs to do to let this nightmare in the past where it belongs." Melkor's palm flattened against Mairon's side of the neck for a fleeting moment as if wishing he could take it all away. Take the pain and scars upon himself.

He didn't want to get his anger directed towards the one who showed him the truth about himself, the one who helped him become the lord that stood before Melkor." I am just upset that because of a simple act has caused a negative impact on my title and standing in this Realm. Perhaps there is a better way to remind people of what happened if they cross me." Mairon smiled as his sharp teeth appeared.

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Yet the moment a new general had the nerve to try to talk others into gaining up on Mairon when he was working in the forge, made his composure slip away. Now he was ready to strike punishment for that man's arrogance." I don't have any secrets my lord, I simply have a pesky individual who has been a bit too arrogant recently. Daring to gain up on me and intimidating me." The maia stopped as the baby dragon started nibbling on his hair absently.