Thranduil smells just as amazing as he always does. Common sense tells him that maybe he should still find someone else, with the other having just recovered from the overwhelmed state he was in, but. He needs this. And Thranduil is there, and more importantly, he's willing, and he's his.

So he flicks his eyes to meet Thranduil's before he nods, his fangs sliding out as he does. Stepping forward, he runs his hand through Thranduil's hair on that side (because he can), before he bends and begins to feed. The first feeding they will share like this with their bond strengthened. He tries to remind himself not to get carried away, as the sweet liquid sunshine begins to flow into his mouth...