Cunning Linguist, by Senalishia
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b2memB2MeM Prompt, Card and Number: “NSFW And Kink” - O67: Oral sex
Format: Double drabble
Genre: Romance
Rating: Explicit
Warnings: Detailed descriptions of sex acts
Characters: Feanor, Nerdanel
Pairings:Feanor/Nerdanel
Summary: When Noldorin sex ed is so deficient you have to reinvent something the Teleri have been doing for thousands of years
Nerdanel knew her husband’s constantly racing thoughts rarely remained focused on one thing at a time, but tonight he almost seemed to forget what he was in the middle of doing.
“What?” she demanded when he stopped stroking her clit entirely.
“Well, it just occured to me that my tongue is nearly as nimble as my hands, and also self-lubricating. May I?”
Nerdanel could only stare at him for several seconds. “Uh, yes? I--I suppose? If you don't--mind?”
He shifted himself down a bit, spread her open, and made a good long visual appraisal before he set the tip of his tongue just where his fingers had been. There was absolutely no friction now, just a smooth warm glide gently stoking her desire.
He experimented with various techniques, licked and poked and sucked and periodically asked her for her opinion, which she mostly expressed in whispered “yes"es and increasingly desperate moans.
“So, how was it?” he asked afterward.
As if her screams at the end hadn't been answer enough. “You just want to hear me say it.”
“I think I deserve to, considering.”
“That was one of the best ideas you've ever had, and you were amazing.”
“Thank you.”
Format: Double drabble
Genre: Romance
Rating: Explicit
Warnings: Detailed descriptions of sex acts
Characters: Feanor, Nerdanel
Pairings:Feanor/Nerdanel
Summary: When Noldorin sex ed is so deficient you have to reinvent something the Teleri have been doing for thousands of years
Nerdanel knew her husband’s constantly racing thoughts rarely remained focused on one thing at a time, but tonight he almost seemed to forget what he was in the middle of doing.
“What?” she demanded when he stopped stroking her clit entirely.
“Well, it just occured to me that my tongue is nearly as nimble as my hands, and also self-lubricating. May I?”
Nerdanel could only stare at him for several seconds. “Uh, yes? I--I suppose? If you don't--mind?”
He shifted himself down a bit, spread her open, and made a good long visual appraisal before he set the tip of his tongue just where his fingers had been. There was absolutely no friction now, just a smooth warm glide gently stoking her desire.
He experimented with various techniques, licked and poked and sucked and periodically asked her for her opinion, which she mostly expressed in whispered “yes"es and increasingly desperate moans.
“So, how was it?” he asked afterward.
As if her screams at the end hadn't been answer enough. “You just want to hear me say it.”
“I think I deserve to, considering.”
“That was one of the best ideas you've ever had, and you were amazing.”
“Thank you.”
