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Malgor had been skittish ever since his rescue, nearly a decade a go. Sauron's torture had left a permanent mark on Feanor's last living son. Aside from the physical deformities that left him blind and taken much of the dexterity in his hands, he mentally was unstable.
He refused to trust strangers and he struggled to put thoughts into words, often choosing to communicate through whines and clumsy osanwe. Taking care of him was an exhausting, full time job. That is why Elrond had been very glad when Glorfindel had officially claimed Maglor as a mate.
Elrond loved his foster father, but he also was trying to officially establish Imladris and handle the power vacuum left by Gil-Galad's death. He was running himself ragged trying to deal with all of the stress. The peredhel had been relived when Glorfindel had volunteered to take on Maglor.
It hadn't taken much convincing to get Maglor agree to the bond. Glorfindel was the only elf that Maglor trusted beside Elrond. They were perfect for each other. Glorfindel was the doting caretaker and Maglor had someone who showered him with all the affection he could ever want. Even so, Maglor continued to have a level of distrust.
Ever since his imprisonment, Maglor had been wary about his heats. He often tried to hide them. He would lock himself away in the closet for hours (the door didn't actually lock, but Glorfindel let Maglor think that it did), only to come crawling out in the middle of the night to claw at Glorfindel, desperate for relief. Glorfindel found it worrying.
Despite the fact that they had been mated for nearly ten years now, Maglor still felt the need to hide when he went into heat. The heats that came in the winter were the worst. The cold made the damaged joints in his hands ache and the shivering made his cramping reach an all time high. It left him with little energy.
In an effort to offset the adverse effects of the cold, Elrond had set commissioned a large heated pool for the suite of rooms that Glorfindel and Maglor occupied. During his slightly less reclusive heats, Maglor could often be found huddled in the warm water.
This is where he was today.
Glorfindel was a bit worried when Maglor wasn't in his usual nest of warm blankets in the closet. The blond elf poked his head in the bathroom and was releaved to find Maglor in the pool. Maglors arms were pressed against his abdomen. It was clear that the cramping from the heat was severe.
Without a moment of hesitation, Glorfindel stripped and waded in. The water sloshed a bit as Glorfindel climbed in the pool with Maglor. The blind elf tensed up, arms cross protectively in front of him, ready to fend off whoever had just approached him.
"Easy, Laure. It's just me," Glorfindel promised in a soft voice.
Maglor did not make any verbal acknowledgement, but his body did relax a bit. Ever so slowly, Glorfindel approached his mate.
"Can I touch?" Glorfindel asked.
He had learned the hard way that Maglor was not always receptive to touch, particularly during his heats. Maglor responded by leaning towards Glorfindel. Glorfindel took that as a yes.
Glorfindel reached out to stroke Maglor's damp curls. Maglor flinched at the touch.
"Hey, remember, it's just me," Glorfindel soothed.
Maglor gave a shuddery sigh. Cold, pain, mate help, came Maglor's jumbled osanwe.
Slowly, the dark haired elf leaned into the touch. Glorfindel let his hands drop to the scarred shoulders, massaging the tense muscles. Then, he let a hand dip below the water and rest on Maglor's rigid abdomen. Glorfindel could feel his mate's muscles quivering under his touch.
Glorfindel pulled Maglor into a gentle hug. Maglor tensed for a moment before leaning his head onto Glorfindel's shoulder. Glorfindel put a hand in between Maglor's legs. He smiled when he felt a hard knob of a wooden toy.
A bit more exploring did indeed reveal that there was a toy tucked into Maglor's hole. It was a large, easily handled item that Maglor could manage with his nearly useless hands. Glorfindel wiggled the toy Maglor gasped in response.
"Does that feel alright?" Glorfindel asked.
Maglor sniffled before slowly nodding.
Glorfindel pulled the toy part way out. The toy had wooden knobs that stretched Maglor's rim. Maglor was so sensitive that this was all that was required to pull him to a climax with a choked moan. He fell against Glorfindel, unable to support himself.
Glorfindel slowly rocked the toy in and out of Maglor. Eventually, Glorfindel pulled the toy completely out of Maglor's hole. Maglor cried in frustration as it left him. Glorfindel kissed his temple as he pulled the smaller elf onto his lap. Ever so gently he let his tip nudged gently at Maglor's entrance.
Maglor's hole was loose and slick so it offered no resistance for Glorfindel. Both elves moaned lowly when Gorfindel fully sheathed himself. The velvety walls squeezed Glorfindel mercilessly. Glorfindel was almost tempted to mate his Omega right there in the heated pool, but he knew that would be harder than it sounded.
Glorfindel kissed the shell of Maglor's ear. Maglor jerked in surprise.
"Bed?" Glorfindel asked.
Maglor whined in affirmation.
With ease, Glorfindel picked up the smaller elf and carried him to the bed. He didn't bother to dry either of them off. He placed Maglor on his hands and knees at the edge of the bed. Maglor obediently stayed in place.
Glorfindel massaged the sensitive skin around Maglor's groin. He was rewarded with a quivering climax and a rush of slick from Maglor.
"You're so beautiful," Glorfindel's voice was almost an octave deep from lust.
Maglor huffed impatiently, wanted Glorfindel to do more than just talk. He tried to pull off of the hard cock to create some much needed friction. Glorfindel rolled his eyes at his mate before obligingly beginning an easy tempo.
Glorfindel was mesmerized by the sight of his large cock sliding easily in and out of the puffy hole. There was a squelching noise with every motion and the fine hairs between Maglor's legs tickled Glorfindel's balls.
On a whim, Glorfindel used his fingers to gather some of the slick that leaked out his mate. He spread the clear fluid on the puckered rim of Maglor's ass. After thoroughly lubricating the area, he worked a finger inside the hole. It was tight and hot. Glorfindel was rather delighted to find that if he crooked his finger down, he could feel his own cock through the barrier of membrane.
Maglor cried in pleasure at the sensation, climaxing without warning. Glorfindel smiled as he felt Maglor clench.
He kept the thrusting up for as long as he could. Finally Glorfindel felt his own relief on the horizon. There was a tightening in his groin as his knot started to swell. The knot began to catch on Maglor's hole, the puffy rim stretching to accommodate the growing size.
With a quick jerk of his hip, Glorfindel popped his knot in. It quickly stuck fast. As he was wont to do, Maglor whined and squirmed at the pressure of the knot just above his pelvis. His own small cock let loose a thin dribble of sterile seed that trickled onto the bed.
Glorfindel teased his mate. He pulled on the knot, tugging it to a position that stretched the lips of Maglor's hole, before wiggling it deeper. Maglor squeaked and rolled his hips back, forcing Glorfindel all the way in. Glorfindel felt his tip force past Maglor's cervix and enter his womb.
Malgor groaned in pleasure as he orgasmed once more. His walls spasmed and clenched down hard as his body attempted to milk Glorfindel dry. Glorfindel sighed in relief.
It had been almost three months since his mate had allowed him to do more than touch. His balls were heavy with seed. The extra amount began to show. Maglor’s abdomen bloated slightly and sticky white began to leak out around the knot, despite the tight fit. Glorfindel could feel the warm liquid sloshing around his cock.
Maglor lay there panting, face flushed a bit. Glorfindel settled them on the bed so that they were both laying, with Glorfindel spooning Maglor.
Glorfindel and Maglor remained coupled for more than an hour. Glorfindel's cock had soften long before, but he remained in Maglor. The dark haired elf didn't seem to mind. He pressed all more closer to Glorfindel.
When Glorfindel tried to pull out eventually, Maglor whined pitifully.
"What is it, Laure?" Glorfindel asked, though he knew the answer.
Maglor whined again.
"You have to use your words, Laure. You know the drill," Glorfindel prompted. This was something that they had been working on for a while with mixed results.
"P-please. D-don't. L-l-le-le-lea-le-lea-leave. M-me. A-a-alone." Maglor stuttered with some difficulty.
It was one of the longest string of words that Maglor had managed so far. Glorfindel was so proud that he had a hard time not squeezing the much smaller elf in a crushing hug. He settled for nuzzling the nape of Maglor's neck.
"Alright, I can stay for a bit longer," Glorfindel relented easily.
Maglor yawned lazily. He was exhausted from the mating. It didn't take long for him to fall asleep. Glorfindel was tempted to leave, but he decided that he would rather be next Maglor when he awoke. Likely as not, when that happened, Maglor would be desperate for more.
Glorfindel sighed contentedly and hugged Maglor tighter to his chest. Then, he followed his mate and fell asleep.
