"They have no emotions", Mairon mumbled with a smile.
Despite his feverish joy he felt... slightly unsure as he remembered the reason why those beasts cannot feel things such as happiness. Joy. Anger - not the anger at an enemy, or when someone else claims their meal, but the deep, emotional anger; the one that comes from the centre of your heart.
He had thought before that it was - sweet Yavanna, he had no idea. Inhuman? Maybe.
Thinking about all he had seen, he stood by his beliefs. Silently.
Melkor wouldn't like it.
But he could ignore the whispering doubts in his heart - he could set aside the pain for the Vala, who, after kissing his earlobe, had moved on to the Maia's neck.
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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.
