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isiliel felt his thighs tremble and she smirked slightly as she looked up at him. her hand slid to his thigh as she studied him looking up at him through her lashes. “i am sorry for that,” she said softly as she looked up at him. not that she was sure there was a better way to go about it. or if discovering accidentally was the best anyone could hope for in that instance. she looked up at him and let out a soft sigh. “you should have been told one of the true failings of the elvish race is keeping everything so close to the chest.” she said as she looked into his eyes.

"it is quite alright. it is an old wound, after all. very old." anarion murmured, offering isiliel a small, sad smile. despite the wound being old, it lingered painfully. a reminder that his father had been murdered by sauron, that his mother, too, had passed. he alone remained of his bloodline, singular, solitary. "i fear a repression of emotions on the whole is the greatest failing. emotions are tools the same as any." anarion slowly slid to his knees in front of her, knocking their foreheads together softly.

“just does,” he said with a smirk, “unless you’re offering to come with me,” wyatt said as he looked at him with a cock of his head as he rose an eyebrow at him. his hand reached out grabbing the back of his head. “love that,” he said as he kissed him deeply tongue sliding into his mouth as he pressed closer to him as he rocked his hips harder against his as he kissed him tongue sliding into his mouth. “i like kissing you.”

"wy, you know i'd go with you anywhere. hell, we're out in the middle of nowhere in siberia 'cause i followed ya. i'll follow that scrawny kid from brooklyn anywhere." tim began to pant and make soft noises, feeling wyatt's hard cock grind against him like that. the sleeping bag got a whole hell of a lot hotter from the friction of the grinding. "well, i love kissin' ya." he managed to get out, his fingernails digging into the meat of wyatt's waist.

“i simply don’t care to speak of them,” aislinn said with a sharp shake of her head as she looked at him with a cock of her head as she studied him. she smirked slightly as her fingers flexed around his cock as she rose an eyebrow at him. “flatterer,” she said with a snicker as she stroked his cock slowly as she nipped his skin as she pressed closer to him.

it made sense. being the spawn of a notorious elven lord was a curse more than a blessing. by both elven and dwarven standards they were filthy creatures--the only people who didn't disdain them were their mother, and their cousins, fili and kili. they only ever really had each other, in the grand scheme of things. "i can flatter you as much as i desire, as your twin and husband." tim teased in reply, his cock swelling as it filled with blood.

“what you think i’m only fixated onyou cause you’re patient?” he asked as he looked at henry with a soft laugh as he looked at him. his eyes fluttered as henry kissed him as he felt his fingernails digging into his hip bones. he pressed closer to him as his arms wrapped around his neck as his hips rolled forward against henry’s as he moaned against his lips. “need you.”

"it's one of my better qualities," henry replies with a soft shrug, hard pressed to find many else. he was a man of little self value, a child soldier transformed into an adult soldier that just kept fighting instead of running, though running and fighting went hand in hand for many of those years. "then take what you need, dulce chico." henry cooed quietly, stroking the small of mason's back encouragingly.

helen smiled wider when she heard him agree with her. she grinned slightly as she studied him feeling his forehead press against hers as she let out a soft sigh. her eyes closed as she leaned against him. her eyes fluttered open and a slow smile spread across her cheeks as she looked up at him. "well that's good," she whispered voice soft and sweet as she looked up at him. "cause i know i'm in love with you." she admitted as she bit her lower lip.

like a figurine in a music box, ev spun helen around the dance floor instinctively, blindly, his own eyes closed, too, his heart racing from their proximity. ev had been intensely jealous of nash when he'd gotten the courage to ask helen out, and he was a bit scared helen wouldn't ever open her heart to another airman again. but, here they were. she loved him. if ev were stupid, he might just giddly jump around with glee. for the moment, though, he kept his cool. "really?"

"good to know that i don't have any competition. you know how i feel about competition." he added with a cheeky grin as he looked at buck with a cock of his head a wide grin splitting his cheeks. "all yours." he confirmed with a nod of his head as he stared into his eyes like he was worried if he looked away for even a moment buck might disappear on him. he shivered slightly and leaned down ducking his head to press his lips against buck's.

"you actually relish, competition. not romantic competition, though. i remember that girl you were chasing, and you told her the other fella who she was dating had a venereal disease." buck's chest rumbled with amusement, even if it had hurt his heart to see bucky so jealous about a woman. buck cradled bucky's jaw in his palms, now only holding himself up over bucky by the tensing of his abdominal muscles as they kissed.

rosie shivered slightly as he looked into matt's eyes, his entire body shivereing as matt declared himself his. breath hitching as he looked into his eyes. his entire body clenched as his hands gripped his hips tightly as he pressed closer to him. "good," he murmured as he kissed him tongue sliding into his mouth as he yanked matt's hips closer to the edge of the desk. rosie shifted between the two of them as he licked his lips hand gripping his cock as he rubbed it against matt's folds as he licked his lips. "fuck," he hissed softly.

staring into rosie's eyes was akin to watching ocean waves crest onto shore at night, a deep dark blue that was wholly mesmerizing. he could stare into his eyes for hours, days, maybe. matt wasn't used to be manhandled, aside from by jon who gave little to no shits about it, so being yanked forward was a little odd feeling. he was a bit surprised by rosie's strength, but, given he was a bit muscular once his shirt was removed, maybe matt should cease underestimating him. matt uttered an almost inhuman sound, completely shocked by the feeling of rosie's cock. he dug his fingers into rosie's biceps, fearful but also excited by the prospective of being filled.

santiago looked at Jack head cocking slightly as he rolled his hips up against jack’s. “like that don’t you?” he asked as he looked at him. his thumbs rubbed against his cheeks again as he saw the tears blurring on his lashes. “c'mere.” he murmured as his hands started pulling jack’s clothes off as he looked at him. “gonna take real good care of you don’t you worry baby.”

jack nodded, very much enjoying the tender touches. he hadn't been touched in a while and he craved it almost violently, almost pushed to the very edge of desperation. he nuzzled into santiago's thumbs, his chest rumbling almost like a cat purring with satisfaction. "thank you," he whispered, sitting still and proper for santiago as he stripped him of his clothes.