Winter Dreams

Beta: Half Elf Lost

4: pillar of chocolate

December 4th

"Elrond, that is hot!" Lindir moaned, but he did not recoil from the touch.

The Peredhel looked up from where he lay between Lindir's parted thighs and smirked. "I know." He dipped his finger back into the bowl of melted chocolate and smeared the thick, sweet concoction over the firm flesh of Lindir's length. Elrond had already coated the shaft and now he covered the leaking head. As his thumb brushed over the slit, Lindir hissed and arched up, almost begging for an end to the torment of the sticky heat spread over him. "There," Elrond pronounced, setting the bowl aside. "I believe I am ready for dessert now."

Lindir's grey eyes were dark as he watched Elrond's pink tongue snake out to collect a small drip of chocolate from the sparse nest of curls around the base of his sex. He shuddered, almost whining and continued to gaze down at Elrond with raw hunger.

Elrond took pity on his lover and began the arduous task of licking the melted chocolate from the pillar of needy arousal. Lindir would whimper and groan with each stroke of Elrond's tongue, softly begging for Elrond to finish his torment. When most of the chocolate had been lapped from Lindir's skin, Elrond opened his mouth wide, relaxed his throat, and slid over Lindir's length. Sweet and salty, he moaned around the flesh filling his mouth. Lindir cried out and gripped the sheets, his eyes glazed in his passion. Elrond moved quickly over Lindir, sucking him hard and deep.

It did not last long, and neither truly cared as Lindir bucked, shoving himself as far as Elrond could take him. His seed mingled with the remaining chocolate, and Elrond drank all Lindir gave. He cleaned Lindir carefully, chuckling each time the Elf sobbed weakly. He crawled up beside his lover, laying his head on the minstrel's shoulder. "I think," he said thoughtfully as he wiped a stray spot of chocolate from the corner of his mouth, "that next time we should have berries with dessert."


	Navigation multi-part stories previous next		Winter Dreams Beta: Half Elf Lost 4: pillar of chocolate December 4th "Elrond, that is hot!" Lindir moaned, but he did not recoil from the touch. The Peredhel looked up from where he lay between Lindir's parted thighs and smirked. "I know." He dipped his finger back into the bowl of melted chocolate and smeared the thick, sweet concoction over the firm flesh of Lindir's length. Elrond had already coated the shaft and now he covered the leaking head. As his thumb brushed over the slit, Lindir hissed and arched up, almost begging for an end to the torment of the sticky heat spread over him. "There," Elrond pronounced, setting the bowl aside. "I believe I am ready for dessert now." Lindir's grey eyes were dark as he watched Elrond's pink tongue snake out to collect a small drip of chocolate from the sparse nest of curls around the base of his sex. He shuddered, almost whining and continued to gaze down at Elrond with raw hunger. Elrond took pity on his lover and began the arduous task of licking the melted chocolate from the pillar of needy arousal. Lindir would whimper and groan with each stroke of Elrond's tongue, softly begging for Elrond to finish his torment. When most of the chocolate had been lapped from Lindir's skin, Elrond opened his mouth wide, relaxed his throat, and slid over Lindir's length. Sweet and salty, he moaned around the flesh filling his mouth. Lindir cried out and gripped the sheets, his eyes glazed in his passion. Elrond moved quickly over Lindir, sucking him hard and deep. It did not last long, and neither truly cared as Lindir bucked, shoving himself as far as Elrond could take him. His seed mingled with the remaining chocolate, and Elrond drank all Lindir gave. He cleaned Lindir carefully, chuckling each time the Elf sobbed weakly. He crawled up beside his lover, laying his head on the minstrel's shoulder. "I think," he said thoughtfully as he wiped a stray spot of chocolate from the corner of his mouth, "that next time we should have berries with dessert."