When Fingon tied his hands behind his back Maglor wasn’t sure what was going to happen. Yet the order to drop to his knees filled him with a strange mixture of lustful longing and almost fearful understanding. Looking into his cousin’s eyes the musician could see that if he truly wanted to stop and leave he could, that Fingon wouldn’t hold it against him. That angered him so much, to know that Fingon was going to allow him to walk away from this. Maglor looked at his cousin his silver eyes burning and he sank to his knees. After spending days asking Fingon to punish him somehow for letting their one come to so much harm there was nothing that Maglor would walk away from.
Apparently seeing the determination in Maglor’s eyes Fingon nodded and untied the lacings of his breeches. As the material parted Maglor could see Fingon’s flaccid cock. Fingon tangled a hand harshly in Maglor’s hair and pulled him forward towards it. Slowly almost shyly Maglor licked at the tip, this was his first time doing this but he doubted his cousin knew that. Fingon was kind enough to let him get used to the taste and texture of his cock before pressing it against his lips. The musician tried to refuse, but Fingon twisted the handful of hair causing it to pull painfully at his scalp. As he gasped softly from the sudden pain Fingon thrust forwards into his mouth.
“Bite me and I’ll punish you for more than just leaving him there for me to go retrieve.” Fingon warned him loosening his hold.
Maglor found himself trembling yet incredibly aroused. He had never thought about how terrifying his cousin, his brother’s lover could be, and the knowledge that everything that was happening right at that moment was all in the control of that one person was astonishingly undeniably arousing. His legs parted slightly and he whined softly around the cock in his mouth. Fingon looked down at him his blue-grey eyes taking him in. An almost cruel smirk touched Fingon’s lips and he stepped away. Maglor made to follow but was stilled by an icy look.
It didn’t take long for Fingon to find what he was looking for and to return. His hands were cool against Maglor’s flushed skin as he touched his cheek. Then his hands disappeared lower working at the lacings of Maglor’s leggings. Once they were loose enough his cock sprang free and he rocked his hips upwards silently begging for touch. Fingon shook his head and gave his cock a rough squeeze drawing a pained whine from Maglor. “No, cousin I am going to take my pleasure from you. This is meant to be a punishment remember?” In a few swift motions he wrapped a thin strip of leather around Maglor’s cock to keep him from being able to cum.
As Fingon straitened Maglor looked down, his ears quickly turning red under his cousin’s gaze realizing what a picture he made. His hands bound behind his back, his mouth open ready for Fingon to use again, his leggings bunched up around his thighs and his cock standing at attention wrapped with the slim strip of leather. His father would be horrified and humiliated if he ever found out that Maglor was allowing himself to be treated in such a way. As though sensing his thoughts Fingon wrapped some of Maglor’s hair around his hand again and stepped close enough that he wouldn’t make the musician fall before tugging at the hair. Now clearly understanding what was supposed to be happening Maglor closed his eyes and took Fingon’s cock back into his mouth.
Slowly Maglor bobbed his head taking Fingon deeper into his mouth each time. The silence that filled the room was starting to worry him, and he opened his eyes to look up at his cousin. Upon finding Fingon watching him thoughtfully Maglor’s face turned crimson and he closed his eyes so he could focus on his task again. Feeling a little bolder he rubbed the bottom of Fingon’s cock with his tongue hoping to draw some sort of noise from his cousin. He was starting to lose hope of that when Fingon gave a low choked groan. Now that he was starting to believe that he could handle this Maglor relaxed.
Fingon brought his other hand up to brush some of Maglor’s hair back. Then with the same smirk as earlier he thrust deeper into Maglor’s mouth, his cock touching the back of the musician’s throat. His eyes widening Maglor gagged and choked a little, but Fingon didn’t let up. He pressed deeper and deeper until his cock was sliding down Maglor’s throat. It took a little while for Maglor to figure out the trick was breathing as Fingon was pulling out, but once he did he was moaning and whimpering as his cousin used him.
“Look at me Macalaurë.” Fingon tugged a little at his hair, and paused, his cock causing Maglor’s throat to bulge a little. Maglor reluctantly opened his eyes again focusing on him. Fingon smiled pleased that Maglor was listening to him. His expression sobered quickly though. “I can only punish you for any crimes I feel you have committed against me. You know that right?”
Maglor nodded a little, moaning softly as the motion caused Fingon’s cock to move in his throat. Fingon sighed softly, his body losing a little of the tension that had been there. Maglor looked up at Fingon trying to figure out how to tell him that he both understood and appreciated Fingon doing this. Fingon smiled faintly, his fingers lightly brushing Maglor’s cheek. Maglor swallowed around Fingon’s cock causing him to moan and thrust forward again.
Now that they had reached their understanding Fingon fucked Maglor’s mouth and throat with abandon, clearly only focused on his own pleasure. Maglor could tell when his cousin was close to cumming because Fingon was thrusting in faster and lingering for a moment as though he was trying his hardest to draw it out. Finally Fingon moved his hand to the back of Maglor’s head and pressed his cock as far down Maglor’s throat as he could, his body spasmed as he shot jets of cum down Maglor’s throat slowly pulling out and as the tip of his cock was surrounded by Maglor’s lips he spent the last of his cum filling his cousin’s mouth. Fingon panted softly letting go of Maglor, and stepping shakily back to sit on the edge of the bed.
Maglor’s face turned bright red again as he looked at Fingon, his cousin’s cum mixing with the saliva running down from the corner of his mouth. Fingon looked at him his eyes betraying how pleased he was with the picture of wanton debauchery that Maglor presented. “Stay on your knees and come here cousin.” Fingon instructed him. Maglor closed his mouth, and swallowed before ducking his head. Slowly he crept to where Fingon was sitting, his leggings sliding even lower on his legs and his cock waving proudly and throbbing making it difficult to keep his balance. Fingon smiled and coaxed him to lay across his lap his ass up in the air and his cock brushing Fingon’s legs.
Maglor whimpered softly fidgeting a little as his shoulders started complaining about the strain that the position they were in was causing. Yet all thought about how his shoulders hurt vanished the second his cousin’s hand smacked his ass. He gave a soft cry and he squirmed a little feeling confused about why Fingon was doing this now. Fingon pressed a hand against his back, over a scar Maglor had gotten during one of the first battles after they crossed the sea. Maglor stilled just in time for another slap to land he whined softly but managed to stay still for the slaps that followed. When his ass was a nice red color Fingon teased his hole with a finger. Maglor squirmed again trying to get away only to receive another swat for his efforts. He buried his face against the blankets trying not to start crying, but he couldn’t stop the tears that were slowly soaking the soft material.
Fingon gently teased him until Maglor was writhing against him keening softly. Then Fingon dragged Maglor into his lap so Maglor had his back against Fingon’s chest the younger elf reached around his cousin and slowly stroked him. Maglor squirmed from the combined assault of pain and pleasure. His hips jerked up thrusting into Fingon’s hand and then rocked back because the pain was starting to blur with the pleasure. At last Fingon untied the strip of leather that had been keeping Maglor from cumming. Almost immediately Maglor arched against him with a loud cry, streams of cum shooting from his cock covering his stomach. Fingon kept stroking him through his climax and just held him gently as he trembled, coming back down from the high.
“Please don’t ask more from me. I’m afraid that this is all I can do to you if you are seeking punishment from me cousin.” Fingon murmured softly, deftly untying Maglor’s hands. His lips brushed against Maglor’s and Maglor sighed softly nodding.
“This is enough. Thank you Kano.” Maglor’s voice was hoarse from Fingon using his throat like he had. Biting his lip nervously Maglor curled a hand around his cousin’s wrist and risked looking him in the eyes again. The affection and faint hints of desire in Fingon’s eyes surprised him a little because it had always been Maedhros that they focused on. Knowing that there may be something that could develop between the two of them warmed Maglor and he grinned at Fingon. “Next time I come to you it won’t be for punishment… though if you decide to do a repeat of this I won’t object.”