An Intimate Discussion [One-Shot] [May 3010] [Possibly M]
Oct 24, 2017 18:28:30 GMT -5
Post by EOFOR on Oct 24, 2017 18:28:30 GMT -5
Éofor found himself in the warm tight grip of his husband, with Éothain's hand running up and down his stomach slowly and gently. Both men were still sore from their activities both last night and this morning. Éofor winced as he rolled over to face Éothain, smiling as he he saw the man sleeping and heard him softly snoring. He pressed several gentle kisses to his bare chest and stomach, moving up until he was holding the younger man's head in his hands.
"Good morning my love." The words quietly left Éofor's mouth as he pressed a longer kiss to Éothain's lips.
"Good morning, came the gruff reply as the young red-haired man woke up, nestling his head against the blonde's neck. Not even two weeks into the marriage and they were acting like they had been married for years.
"There was something I wanted to ask you." He smiled and held him even closer.
"And what might that be, love?"
"Had you ever thought about... Starting a family?"
"I..." He paused for a moment. "I had never really thought about it. But how would we do it? Would we have a surrogate, or would we adopt an orphan?"
"I cannot say for sure right now, my love."
Éothain paused for a moment, quietly smiling at Éofor, running his hand through the soft, dark blonde hairs that coated Éofor's chest. "I would need more time to think about it." He positioned himself so he was directly above Éofor. "All I know is that I have the most beautiful husband in all of Rohan - all of Middle-Earth as well - you, my heart's king." He gently lowered himself onto Éofor, their lips meeting as he ran his hands over his beard slowly. Their lips never left, only seeming to grow closer. Éothain reached over for the bottle of oil that was by the bed, never wanting to leave it or his husband.
"Good morning my love." The words quietly left Éofor's mouth as he pressed a longer kiss to Éothain's lips.
"Good morning, came the gruff reply as the young red-haired man woke up, nestling his head against the blonde's neck. Not even two weeks into the marriage and they were acting like they had been married for years.
"There was something I wanted to ask you." He smiled and held him even closer.
"And what might that be, love?"
"Had you ever thought about... Starting a family?"
"I..." He paused for a moment. "I had never really thought about it. But how would we do it? Would we have a surrogate, or would we adopt an orphan?"
"I cannot say for sure right now, my love."
Éothain paused for a moment, quietly smiling at Éofor, running his hand through the soft, dark blonde hairs that coated Éofor's chest. "I would need more time to think about it." He positioned himself so he was directly above Éofor. "All I know is that I have the most beautiful husband in all of Rohan - all of Middle-Earth as well - you, my heart's king." He gently lowered himself onto Éofor, their lips meeting as he ran his hands over his beard slowly. Their lips never left, only seeming to grow closer. Éothain reached over for the bottle of oil that was by the bed, never wanting to leave it or his husband.