Finding Lost Family by chrissystriped

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Chapter Twenty-Two

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Sharû looked down at Ecthelion, his lover had closed his eyes in ecstasy, head thrown back, he shivered when Sharû slid his hands up his thighs. Ecthelion always gave himself so completely to him. They had only spoken once about what orcs thought of sex between men and never again. Ecthelion had accepted that it was hard, if not unthinkable, for Sharû to allow Ecthelion to fuck him.

But after that night in the tent, when they had thought they’d have to fight in the morning and Ecthelion had asked him to use him roughly... he had sworn to himself that he would give himself to him as completely as Ecthelion did to him. He wanted them to be equal in bed and he knew that Ecthelion had usually been dominant with his partners.

Sharû kissed him, nibbling on his lower lip, and moved his hand to his cock. His heart raced with nervousness. Ecthelion arched moaning into his touch.

“Sharû”, he groaned. “Fuck me!”

And he wanted to, his cock was throbbing, aching for the tightness of Ecthelion’s passage, but... Sharû licked his lips, his eyes set on Ecthelion’s arousal. He took a deep breath and slid down until his head was level with the swollen, wet head. His scent made him shudder with pleasure and, Sharû thought, why then should he enjoy the taste any less?

He stuck out his tongue and tasted the bead of moisture that had formed in the slit. It was salty and Sharû was a little surprised to find himself not disgusted by it. Ecthelion sucked in his breath and swore softly when he dragged up his tongue the whole length of his cock, his fingers sliding in his hair an Sharû smiled at him before closing his lips around the head.

He soon realised he wouldn’t be able to take him in completely and wrapped a hand around the base, but Ecthelion didn’t seem to mind, judging by the sounds he made.

“Sharû, I... if you continue like this...” Ecthelion groaned when he started to massage his balls. “Valar, Sharû!”, he screamed. “I’m going to come in your mouth.”

Sharû tensed. Somehow he had ignored that inevitability until now. Did Ecthelion tell him so he could back out? No, he wanted this. He was curious how it would feel. He let him slip from his mouth to say “You can”, before taking him as deep as he could without choking. Ecthelion’s fingers gripped his hair tightly, his muscles tense when his warm release flooded Sharû’s mouth. More than he’d expected, more than he could swallow. It trickled down his chin and if he thought too closely about it, it was a little disgusting, but Sharû pushed that thought aside. It had been a strangely arousing feeling to make him come like this.

Ecthelion stared at him wide eyed and Sharû had to laugh. “What?”

“I... you caught me a little unawares.” Ecthelion smiled wryly. “I didn’t expect that at all.”

Sharû hesitated to kiss him, he still had Ecthelion’s come on his lips, but the elf didn’t seem to mind. He pulled him up and gave him a long, passionate kiss. Sharû moaned and thrust against Thel’s thigh, he hadn’t come yet. Ecthelion looked at him lovingly, licked his chin and turned on his belly.

“Take me”, he said, spreading his legs and raising his backside. “I want to feel you inside me.”

And Sharû followed that plea all too happily.

 

Ecthelion stretched contentedly before turning to Sharû and laying his arm around him.

“Where did that come from?”, he asked.

He didn’t have to say what he meant, he saw that Sharû knew. The orc smiled a little embarrassed.

“I’ve been thinking about it for a while, but I didn’t want to announce it and risk that we’ll talk it to death.” He frowned in mock anger. “Sometimes you talk too much, elf.”

Ecthelion laughed and kissed the frown away. “It was great. I just thought... Didn’t you say that orcs don’t to this?”

“We don’t, usually." Sharû shrugged awkwardly. "But we usually aren’t in love with an elf, either.”

Ecthelion smiled but then he realised what Sharû had just said. He’d never said before that he loved him. He pulled him close and rested his chin on Sharû’s head.

“I love you, too, Sharû”, he said softly.

“I know”, Sharû sighed. “I’m sorry for being so difficult.”

“You aren’t. You are, who you are. You were taught to not show feelings, not allow weakness. I know how much it means that you say these words and that you did what you did. It means a lot to me.”

Sharû made an embarrassed sound and said: “How do you do that, anyway? Swallow me completely, I mean.”

Ecthelion chuckled. “It’s a matter of being relaxed and just practice, really”, he said. “But don’t worry yourself over it.” Ecthelion grinned. “You don’t have to be able to for this to be very enjoyable.” He kissed him gently and laughed when he heard Sharû’s belly growl. “Midnight snack?”

Sharû laughed softly. “You tire me out, my lord, I’m starving. And you know, I’ll try elf if push comes to shove.” Ecthelion squeaked when he pinched his side.

“I’m sure I have something that tastes better than me”, he laughed and opened the drawer of his night table to pull out cheese and bread and some grapes. He always restocked his provisions when he knew Sharû was coming.

“Hmm, I don’t know about that”, Sharû answered, nibbling on his shoulder. “But I’ll settle for bread and cheese.”

“Lucky me!” Ecthelion grinned and offered him a hunk of bread. “I’ll get the wine.”

They’d drunk some before they’d moved to the bed and the decanter still stood on the table in the other room. Ecthelion brought it over, refilling their glasses and sitting cross-legged on the bed where Sharû had spread out what looked like a pick-nick. Sharû accepted his glass with a smile and motioned at the food. “Serve yourself, my lord.”

Ecthelion laughed and cut himself a slice of cheese. He wasn’t really hungry but he didn’t want Sharû to feel awkward about it – and he still felt uncomfortable leaving out an easily achievable meal, even after all that time.

“So, this was the first blowjob you’ve ever given anyone?”, he asked.

Sharû stared at him and took a gulp of his wine.

“Yes”, he answered and blushed. “How did you like it.”

Ecthelion smirked. “You were very good for the first time. How did you like it?”

“It was... enjoyable, oddly.”

“Oddly?” Ecthelion drew up his eyebrows although he could imagine what he meant.

Sharû sighed. “You know I was taught to think of this as demeaning. But I didn’t feel humiliated. I enjoy giving you pleasure.” Sharû smiled at him and Ecthelion smiled back.

“That’s good. I couldn’t enjoy it, if you were forcing yourself.” He drew a circle around Sharû’s knee with his fingertip. “Do you ever wish to do something... different?"

Ecthelion knew it was a dangerous question, Sharû didn’t like being reminded of what he’d done in the past, but Ecthelion often wondered, if he had... urges he hid from him.

“Different how?” Sharû frowned.

“Well... I know you like it rough, although you try not to be.”

“I like it gentle, too”, Sharû quickly interrupted and Ecthelion kissed him with a smile.

“I know. I’ve just been wondering if you hold back other things. I mean, I’ve seen a lot of things in Angband.” And not only seen.

Sharû didn’t meet his eyes and Ecthelion moved closer to him, leaning against him and rubbing his neck. “You don’t have to be ashamed, love. If there is something you want, you can tell me. We’ll figure something out.”

Sharû shook his head. “I... I did enjoy beating slaves, but I don’t feel the urge to do that to you – or anyone, really. I don’t know, maybe... if you were told as a youth that this is how sex works, would you second-guess it?”

Ecthelion kissed his shoulder. “I understand.”

Sharû turned his head and smiled at him. “And I understand why you asked. Thank you.” He nipped at Ecthelion’s lower lips. “I trust you, Thel, but my deepest, darkest desire is nothing more than what we already do. Yes, I sometimes enjoy being rough, but I also enjoy the slow, gentle sex we so often have.” Sharû’s hand travelled down Ecthelion’s side and he sighed with a smile. “What about you? Any secret desires?”

Ecthelion laughed. “Well... as it was so hard to convince you that I sometimes like it rough, too, I didn’t want to make you even more uncomfortable, but... I think, I’d like it, if you chase me through the forest.”

“Hunt you down, you mean?” Sharû huffed in amusement.

Ecthelion nodded and blushed a little. You’d think Angband would have healed him of this kind of desire. But he still liked it rough and the thought of being hunted through the woods like prey aroused him. Sharû looked him in the eyes for a long moment, then he reached down to stroke Ecthelion’s hardening cock.

“Oh, you really like that thought.” He laughed. “And know what, me too.”

Ecthelion laughed breathlessly and leaned into Sharû’s touch. “Good for me. Now, love, kiss me.”