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The human tightened around him as Celebrimbor took his first tentative thrust. Hot, warm, and tight, it felt like pure ecstasy. He feels the sharp ache building already, and knows he has to stop.
The sound of Halbrand’s low, guttural moan as he slowly entered him was something he’d never forget.
He pauses, deep inside the man, and closes his eyes, committing it all to memory.
Suddenly Celebrimbor is flipped and on his back. Halbrand sinks down upon him in one slow, smooth movement, head thrown back, neck muscles taught. He looks down and grins, running his hands up and down Celebrimbor’s chest.
‘Why master elf, you have fires hidden within you’
Celebrimbor sits up and takes hold of the human by the throat. Halbrand’s eyes close in ecstasy, followed by a surprised shout as Celebrimbor hammers his hips upwards, getting as deep as he can.
‘You have no idea’ he mutters into Halbrand’s skin, thrusting upwards, never letting go of his throat. Halbrand looks at him with an expression bordering on reverent. It only spurs Celebrimbor on to fuck him harder. He wants to hear Halbrand scream. He wants to make him cry, wants to see the tears falling as he hammers into him. Let the human see just how it can be with an elf.
After, when all is revealed, and Annatar’s-no, Sauron’s- sneering countenance filled his world, as he lay dying full of arrows, he quietly mourned the human who never was.