The Calm Before the Storm 

masteroftheseas:

With a light chatter, Ossë ducked his head and moved the hand with the box around between them. “Sorry,” he trilled, amused as he was abashed. His other hand slid around to move in a soothing circle in apology for the poke. “Something for you.”

Stepping back smoothly, he grinned again. Though he was a nervous wreck inside, he was as controlled as ever at manipulating his facial muscles to look relaxed. And as ever, the little clicks in his throat made it all for naught. “I, ah, well. That’s a bit of a story. Perhaps we could get comfortable for it?” He toyed with the box between his hands and tilted his head.

“I always have time for your company and your stories,” he smiled, crooking a finger under the delicate chin for a moment as he pressed a kiss to his brow.  He thought of taking this to the balcony but thought better of it and did not head for the bed or the bench near it.  Instead he led the way to the sitting area in his rooms with a hand resting at the small of Ossë’s back as they walked.

He waited until the other sat first before making himself comfortable as well.  The clicks certainly had his attention.  Often times he was rather glad he knew the different sounds and what they meant, it made him a better judge of the other’s mood on a regular basis.  "You do not normally wrap your presents either, meleth.  You certainly have my attention.“




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



independent & selective

shipwright

played by simon