masteroftheseas:

Ossë enjoyed the cuddling and gentle petting, and then that hand was moving up his side again and a thrum stuttered short to be replaced with a squeak as his gills were so expertly located again. He twisted and arched, the light touch continuing to draw squeaks from his throat as he squeezed his eyes shut in embarrassment.

One eye peeked open to try to focus as Círdan explained blushing and he tilted his head into the touch. “I, ah, no, I’ve never flushed.” Another squeak interrupted him and he tightened his arm around Círdan’s waist to pull him against him; his hips jerked back a moment later and if he could have blushed he would have. “Not that I know of, at least. You make me feel warm, though.”

“Now would be a perfect time to blush,” he admired.  The expressions and actions were right for it but no added warmth reached his cheeks.  Then his own breath hitched in surprised as Ossë pulled them flush together, even if for only a moment.  While no color met the maia’s cheeks, Círdan was certain that he was blushing enough for the two of them.

“It is close enough,” he mumbled, his own embarrassment showing.  "The reason behind the blush seems to be the same,“ which was enough for him.  Abandoning Ossë’s side, he reached up to cradle his jaw in his hand, thumb brushing along his cheek.  He had his answer - it definitely was something his friend enjoyed.  

Their position was a little awkward and he was aware of it.  With his free hand, he held lightly to the maia’s waist as he slowly and carefully settled close to him again.  This time they were quite nearly touching.  His movements were slow and he watched the other with a very keen interest as he tangled their legs together.  "Forgive me for touching them again?" 




nowe.
cirdan the shipwright.
lord of the grey havens.



independent & selective

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