Maedhros curled up on the cold floor and allowed an almost inaudible sob slip past his lips. Shaky, fragile hands covered his head in order to protect himself from the blow he knew that would come, and he felt his body shuddering at the mere memory of the pain inflicted upon him in the past.
Yet, it never came.
He dared to steal a glance in the Maia's direction, and much to the elf's surprise, the lieutenant was simply glaring down at him. Mairon's golden, burning eyes looked as though they were trying to burn him down.
Maedhros struggled back up and spat a mixture of blood and saliva at his feet.
"Have I hit a nerve, Gorthaur?" Maedhros murmured whilst staring down at the Maia's riding boots, "I apologize, I was merely curious." he shrugged and sat back against the wall.
After a rather long, unnecessary pause, he added,
"Are you done with me yet? When will you crawl back to your master and let him know that I'm not going to speak for you?"
YOU ARE READING
Of Love and Torture
FanfictionThis is an Angbang/Silmarillion fanfic written by me and the incredible @SweetieDoggie. In which an irritable Melkor, a disaster-prone Mairon and an unfortunate Maedhros all end up in the same fortress, so naturally chaos ensues.
