#don't worry maedhros isn't angry that's just his face

[eleneressea]

Prompt: Elrond & Elros' first begetting day with the kidnap dads

Elrond mentions it’s their begetting-day in the middle of a long complaint about how much he hates them. Elros wants him to stop complaining to their faces, because while neither of their captors have hit either of the twins yet, Maedhros seems angry that they’re still alive at the best of times.

They aren’t hit; instead their captors just leave when Elrond finally runs out of complaints. The door of their cell locks behind them—Elros lives in hope that one day they’ll forget—so there’s no chance of escape, again.

But there are berries with their dinner that night.

[fuckingfinwions]

Dark!Fingon doesn't actually believe Maedhros created a rock out of nothing. Maedhros is confused about a lot of things (due to the previous torture, and Fingon's gaslighting, and all the drugs.) Something weird is obviously going on with Maedhros, but that doesn't mean Maedhros knows better where he was yesterday than Fingon does. Probably Maedhros just got really good healing that restored his mind to the last time he wasn't traumatized, before Feanor threatened Nolo! Which means Maedhros will still think he's a prince. And will object to the chains. Better gag and tie him fast, while Fingon goes off to tell his father he'll unfortunately have to skip his morning meetings. But can't give him time to yell.

Maedhros asks Fingon why he's being tied up - it happens often enough, but generally not in Fingon's bed, or when Fingon is expecting him to be scared? Maedhros is worried that Fingon is trying for some sort of Scene and won't stop until Maedhros is as marked up as Fingon is describingy. Though probably Fingon will get bored before inflicting that many cuts? And at least Fingon is tying him up face up? Maedhros doesn't resist the bonds but when he sees Fingon pull out the gag he says "Please our highness, I'm so sorry, I'll be so good for you-" Whatever pain Fingon is about to inflict on Maedhros is apparently going to be so bad he'll scream!

Fingon is disappointed that Maedhros is pleading for him to stop - that almost never happens, and only if Maedhros is worried about passing out or injuring himself. But this is evidence that his pet Mae still remembers on some level, as back in Tirion his boyfriend would have started yelling and arguing earlier.

FIngolfin is not cool with Fingon skipping morning meetings to play with his pet. Fingon has responsibilities, and he spends far too much of his mind worrying over Maedhros's potential escape as it is. Fingon says no, really, he woke up without the scars this morning.

Fingolfin say that seems very strange indeed, and he would like to see it with Fingon. In two hours, after Fingolfin's absolutely essential duties as king and High Commander are done.

Maedhros sees Fingon walking in with Fingolfin. He's very glad that he wasn't left as vulnerable as he is in the middle of the town square, for people to "pay taxes" by making him come and dropping off their Thing, but he still doesn't know what to do next. The king looks angry, as well he might at Maedhros presuming to be in the Crown Prince's bed.

Fingolfin rolls Maedhros halfway over on the bed - the chains only go so far.

"Does Maedhros have any explanation?"

"He thinks he's still in Tirion. He also thinks that rocks appear whenever he makes me come."

"Do they?"

"Dad! How is that possible?"

"I don't know, but Feanor had an odd obsession with his gems. Making his eldest into a mine isn't beyond him."

"But why now? I've fucked him a lot, and it never happened! It seems more likely that he snuck a rock in."

"If Maedhros is getting out to the courtyard to find rocks, you are obviously keeping him on too long a leash. You claimed that he would be no problem to control even if he stayed conscious."

"I did! I'm sure there's a perfectly reasonable explanation."

"If he's making ridiculous, easily testable claims, test them."

"Fine, but can you wait outside?"

"I'll sit outside and watch the door, but I don't have all day."

Fingon turned to Maedhros. "Well, you heard him. I'll think I'll have your ass, so I can show Dad that it really is just a ridiculous claim, not impotence on my part. And I'll be fast, and then we can work on figuring out what's really going on."

Maedhros nodded, and made a noise he hoped came out as a question, hoping Fingon would take the gag out.

"I know you like sucking me off, but I really do want to leave cum on you. And the gag will help with the speed." Saying that, Fingon immediately stuck two fingers in Maedhros's ass.

Maedhros would have yelled in surprise, but it was a very well fitting gag. Instead all that was audible was a muffled groan.

"Wow, you really closed up tight when you healed. Don't worry, I'm sure I'll still fit."

Fingon spent a few more seconds spreading his fingers inside Maedhros. Then he unbuckled the cuff on Maedhros's left leg, and pushed it nearly to Maedhros's chest.

Fingon unlaced his trousers, and and dripped some oil on his cock. He gave no further warning before shoving into Maedhros, setting a ridiculously fast pace. Out of habit, Maedhros tried to move his hips so the hits would strike his prostate, but the ropes prevented him.

In only a few minutes, Fingon moaned his release.

There was another rock on the bed, just inches from Maedhros's chest.

"Huh, that is not how I expected that to go. Does it surprise you?"

Maedhros shook his head.

"I'll get my father, and you'll only have to explain once." Fingon stood up, and grabbed a nearby handkerchief to wipe his cock dry. He tossed the handkerchief over Maedhros's lap afterwards, though it was thin enough that the outline of Maedhros's soft cock was still easily seen.