Ecthelion leaned in close, pressing Glorfindel further against the wall at the moan. The grin when they parted had him chuckle softly, if a little breathless. He wrapped his free arm around his husband's waist, not about to protest the fingers in his hair, and gave him a playful squeeze. "Come, love. A bit more privacy, I should think," there was one thing he wasn't willing to share. He pulled back, tugging Glorfindel with him to move them towards their rooms.