arofili:“I was saying—oh, that tickles, Russo, stop it—I was saying, I told him th
arofili:“I was saying—oh, that tickles, Russo, stop it—I was saying, I told him there was no one in all of Tirion who would care about a treatise about the angulature of—Russo, I can’t focus if you—”But Maitimo did not care about the story: he had long since been distracted by Findekáno’s hand on his chin, his arm curled around his back, and if he interrupted the sweet cadence of Findekáno’s voice with a few ticklish caresses, it was well worth his surprised laughter as Maitimo snuggled closer to the gentle, comforting warmth of his melotorno’s fëa.thanks so much to the incredible @navyinks for this beautiful charity commission of Maedhros and Fingon in a field of flowers <3 they are so sweet and happy here, I adore them!!! -- source link