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@thelastelf
//mun, are you okay? You haven't been on for two months and Thranduil has left as well. However, I hope this ask finds well. :)
//Ow? This seems to be some old ask, isn't it? Because I've been on and all the time in the past month, though now it is changing because my semester will be HELL.
Anyway, thanks for your care, nonnie <3
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Ro, where are you?!
"Here, in the second stable!" He called, leaving the stand of the horse he was cleaning to quickly walk out before the stable, wondering who was calling him, a little worried with their hasty tone.
Who taught thee how to make me love thee more
"I doubt I had any teachers in that matter for I have never tried to achieve your love, dear stranger." He said softly.
"Can I just say how cute you two are?" Bellethiel said and smiled proudly.
"By the way, I said blue, not yellow…" she whispered into Thran’s ear.
"I KNEW IT!" He exclaimed but in an amused tone. Eru bless his elf-hearing. "She said blue, BLUE! I'll be looking like an idiot..."
Imissrocheru
I might know nothing of the fashion nowadays but… a yellow suit? Are you sure that’s what Bell told you I should wear, Thran?
Thranduil lunged forth and placed him snugly in his mbrace. " I miss you so much don’t ever leave I am sorry for being horrible to you all the time I promise to be a better wife from now on please stay yello looks fine." He ranted on.
"Whoaa, Thran, it's okay, hun..." He hugged him, stroking his back soothingly and kissing his head. "You're perfect okay? You are good to me and I love you and I will never leave you." He assured, raising his chin to kiss him.
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Imissrocheru
I might know nothing of the fashion nowadays but... a yellow suit? Are you sure that's what Bell told you I should wear, Thran?
"Thran..." He breathed, his hands tied up over his head, feeling his lovers fingers undress him and trace his slender body.
Aww, Thran, thank you! *kisses him softly*
I..-achoo!- thought you might like -AHH.. AHH…- THE—cough cough cough-
He took the flower from him quickly.
"Silly! Don't you know you are allergic to those!" He scolded him, though with a loving smile.
Aww, Thran, thank you! *kisses him softly*
“What? I remember! “He responded to the accusation, “I just.. okay yes I feel that my manhood is threatened if I do not almost always be the one in control” A blush spread over his face.
Elves were very well endowed, do not blame him.
He said nothing, a quiet sob escaping him as he lowered his head between his shoulders. “Whatever.” He mumbled, crossing the room quickly and going to the bathroom, shutting the door behind him as lauder sobs writhed him.
A pout sat upon his lip, incoporeal thoughts danced in his head, mostly about how drunk he was on their wedding night. Seeing Rocheru pull himself away felt like driving a nail into the muscles of his heart. He allowed the pain to sting before walking over to the mahogany door.
“These are the times I think to myself, I did nothing to deserve you. I’m useless because I’m not perfect to you, and I don’t know if I am able to make it up to you. These are the times where I think to myself, why don’t I let you find someone who can love you properly as I watch you enjoy your happiness from afar? And then I go ’ no. He is mine, and I will try my best to be what he needs me to be, I will try.’ Rocheru, if you need time to think, just let me know, but otherwise, I’ll be on the other side of this wooden door if you need me. Just right here.”
He sobbed sitting on the floor, holding his knees close to his chest, face hidden in the hollow between them. He listened to Thran and it only made him sob louder, feeling now both hurt and ashamed. And to that, also guilty.
“Come to me…” He asked between his sobs, his voice shaky and filled with despair. He hadn’t locked the door…
With enthusaism, Thranduil crawls in and puts in face in Rocheru’s lap with a smile. “I’m charming aren’t I?” He asked, wiping Rocheru’s tears off. “My gorgeous gorgeous darling, your tears do you no justice..”
With a shaky chuckle, he cupped his face and leaned to kiss him slowly, his lips and cheeks wet from tears and his breath still warm ans shallow.
"I love you...." He whispered between sweet kisses.
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“What? I remember! “He responded to the accusation, “I just.. okay yes I feel that my manhood is threatened if I do not almost always be the one in control” A blush spread over his face.
Elves were very well endowed, do not blame him.
He said nothing, a quiet sob escaping him as he lowered his head between his shoulders. “Whatever.” He mumbled, crossing the room quickly and going to the bathroom, shutting the door behind him as lauder sobs writhed him.
A pout sat upon his lip, incoporeal thoughts danced in his head, mostly about how drunk he was on their wedding night. Seeing Rocheru pull himself away felt like driving a nail into the muscles of his heart. He allowed the pain to sting before walking over to the mahogany door.
“These are the times I think to myself, I did nothing to deserve you. I’m useless because I’m not perfect to you, and I don’t know if I am able to make it up to you. These are the times where I think to myself, why don’t I let you find someone who can love you properly as I watch you enjoy your happiness from afar? And then I go ’ no. He is mine, and I will try my best to be what he needs me to be, I will try.’ Rocheru, if you need time to think, just let me know, but otherwise, I’ll be on the other side of this wooden door if you need me. Just right here.”
He sobbed sitting on the floor, holding his knees close to his chest, face hidden in the hollow between them. He listened to Thran and it only made him sob louder, feeling now both hurt and ashamed. And to that, also guilty.
"Come to me..." He asked between his sobs, his voice shaky and filled with despair. He hadn't locked the door...
“What? I remember! “He responded to the accusation, “I just.. okay yes I feel that my manhood is threatened if I do not almost always be the one in control” A blush spread over his face.
Elves were very well endowed, do not blame him.
He said nothing, a quiet sob escaping him as he lowered his head between his shoulders. "Whatever." He mumbled, crossing the room quickly and going to the bathroom, shutting the door behind him as lauder sobs writhed him.
“Can I truly ever compensate for what I put you through?” He whispered, rubbing the red marks that lined his lover’s body. Every bruise and cut that he inflicted, Rocheru took willingly, wordlessly, and even asked for more. Guilt welled up in his heart. “I’ll love you till the ocean is hung out to dry, and the toads go squacking in the sky.”
“Love me.” He whimpered almost desperately, hands clutching on Thran’s arms, pulling him close, clinging to him. “Love me tonight.” He pleaded, shutting his eyes tight and hiding his face into Thran’s neck. “No game, no play, just… show me that you love me…”
“I can show you that in any way you would like,” he replied in a low tone, ” but you have to tell me what you want me to do, because I want you to be happy.” Thranduil purred and allowed Rocheru to settle into his lap. Then pulled the blankets over both of them where they sat on the bed.
“Then I want you to be soft, gentle, loving… I want you to cherish me and spoil me with your caresses, I want you to love me whole night, slowly, passionately just as if it was our wedding night all over again.” He spoke, straddling him on his lap and looking right into his eyes.
A chuckle left his lip. “But I was rather violent on that particular night, maybe I have conditioned you to view hair pulling and shoulder biting was normal and should be embraced, oh dear lord”
"No you weren't!" He disagreed, suddenly pushing him away and getting off his lap, angry and hurt. "You don't even remember it, do you?" He spoke, turning away from him and walking up to the window. "You don't care at all, right? You just want to have your way with me again!" He accused him, tears gathering in his big, blue eyes already.
“Can I truly ever compensate for what I put you through?” He whispered, rubbing the red marks that lined his lover’s body. Every bruise and cut that he inflicted, Rocheru took willingly, wordlessly, and even asked for more. Guilt welled up in his heart. “I’ll love you till the ocean is hung out to dry, and the toads go squacking in the sky.”
“Love me.” He whimpered almost desperately, hands clutching on Thran’s arms, pulling him close, clinging to him. “Love me tonight.” He pleaded, shutting his eyes tight and hiding his face into Thran’s neck. “No game, no play, just… show me that you love me…”
“I can show you that in any way you would like,” he replied in a low tone, ” but you have to tell me what you want me to do, because I want you to be happy.” Thranduil purred and allowed Rocheru to settle into his lap. Then pulled the blankets over both of them where they sat on the bed.
"Then I want you to be soft, gentle, loving... I want you to cherish me and spoil me with your caresses, I want you to love me whole night, slowly, passionately just as if it was our wedding night all over again." He spoke, straddling him on his lap and looking right into his eyes.
“Can I truly ever compensate for what I put you through?” He whispered, rubbing the red marks that lined his lover’s body. Every bruise and cut that he inflicted, Rocheru took willingly, wordlessly, and even asked for more. Guilt welled up in his heart. “I’ll love you till the ocean is hung out to dry, and the toads go squacking in the sky.”
"Love me." He whimpered almost desperately, hands clutching on Thran's arms, pulling him close, clinging to him. "Love me tonight." He pleaded, shutting his eyes tight and hiding his face into Thran's neck. "No game, no play, just... show me that you love me..."
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Thran? Will you come and hug me please…?
Dropping his books, he dashes back into the room where his husband was and lunges forth, holding him in a bear hug. ” why are you sad?”
He chuckled a little at such sudden reaction but cuddled into his chest anyway, sighing a little.
“I… do you love me, Thran?”
“If I had to choose you or the sun, I’d be nocturnal.” He stated strongly, still clutching him. ” why?”
He said nothing, just hugging into him more, closing his eyes. He was embarrassed to tell him of the reason. It felt a bit stupid, especially as he had agreed to everything two days ago but since then... this little torn of insecurity grew in his heart.
"Just love me then." He said quietly, obviously avoiding the answer and leaning strongly against him.
Thran? Will you come and hug me please…?
Dropping his books, he dashes back into the room where his husband was and lunges forth, holding him in a bear hug. ” why are you sad?”
He chuckled a little at such sudden reaction but cuddled into his chest anyway, sighing a little.
"I... do you love me, Thran?"
