[ He cradles his husband's face in gentle hands after those kisses warm him and leans in to steal a playful little kiss to wicked lips. ]
You are good at drawing me from them.
[ Maglor leans into the gentle nudge, hands moving to curl his arms around his husband to start rubbing soothing touches over the other's back.
Only to be distracted by that tiny squeak! He immediately pulls (carefully) away enough from the other Elf, hardly needing encouragement to run gentle fingertips over the little child. He pitches his voice into a soft lullaby to chase away bad dreams, to assure the baby of safety and love. ]
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You are good at drawing me from them.
[ Maglor leans into the gentle nudge, hands moving to curl his arms around his husband to start rubbing soothing touches over the other's back.
Only to be distracted by that tiny squeak! He immediately pulls (carefully) away enough from the other Elf, hardly needing encouragement to run gentle fingertips over the little child. He pitches his voice into a soft lullaby to chase away bad dreams, to assure the baby of safety and love. ]