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"Yes, I will..." He concedes after a moment, because he knows he actually stands no chance against Hythlodaeus. Not in the bedroom or anywhere else.
He watches Hythlodaeus move his hand over him, giving a soft sound of protest as he very pointedly does not touch him where he'd really like. Kind of pointless anyway, since that sound turns into a groan as Hythlodaeus bites and sucks at his neck. "Mm.." How his best friend in the universe is so hot, he's really not sure. It seems unfair, but since Hythlodaeus is his, he sees no problem with this.
"What are you going to do with me?" He ventures to ask, his own cock already dripping in anticipation and those horrible teasing touches alone.
He watches Hythlodaeus move his hand over him, giving a soft sound of protest as he very pointedly does not touch him where he'd really like. Kind of pointless anyway, since that sound turns into a groan as Hythlodaeus bites and sucks at his neck. "Mm.." How his best friend in the universe is so hot, he's really not sure. It seems unfair, but since Hythlodaeus is his, he sees no problem with this.
"What are you going to do with me?" He ventures to ask, his own cock already dripping in anticipation and those horrible teasing touches alone.
"Oh, you'll find out. It would spoil the fun if I simply told you."
He moves around the bed to position himself behind Emet-Selch, shoving him forward so that his face is against the mattress, and he slides his cock between his cheeks and starts to idly pleasure himself that way.
"Beautiful... what would you have me do to you, I wonder?" He pulls on the leash so that the collar is tight against his throat, smirking. "Would you let me have my way with you like this?"
He moves around the bed to position himself behind Emet-Selch, shoving him forward so that his face is against the mattress, and he slides his cock between his cheeks and starts to idly pleasure himself that way.
"Beautiful... what would you have me do to you, I wonder?" He pulls on the leash so that the collar is tight against his throat, smirking. "Would you let me have my way with you like this?"
With Hythlodaeus squeezing around him so nicely, Emet-Selch is not far behind, as he slams his hips in a few more times before he's panting as he comes almost explosively, leaning over his lover's back. When he finally starts to come down from it, he leans in to kiss along Hythlodaeus' nape and spine, hands massaging at the hips he'd been clinging to.
Definitely not in his plans for the day, but he does not regret a moment. Not even the papers scattering. It's a simple enough fix.
"Mm, you are wonderful..." He murmurs close to his lover's skin as they both collect their breaths.
Definitely not in his plans for the day, but he does not regret a moment. Not even the papers scattering. It's a simple enough fix.
"Mm, you are wonderful..." He murmurs close to his lover's skin as they both collect their breaths.
"But I am so curious how your devious mind works, my dear." He complains, though it's a very soft complaint. He's clearly okay with the way things are going.
As he feels Hythlodaeus pressing behind him, he lifts his hips a little more, inviting his lover.
"Oh yes," he breathes out, trying to calm his breath as the collar tightens against his skin, "I would let you do all that you desire, even if you must tease me so." After all, the end result is all the more satisfying when Hythlodaeus makes him really need it.
As he feels Hythlodaeus pressing behind him, he lifts his hips a little more, inviting his lover.
"Oh yes," he breathes out, trying to calm his breath as the collar tightens against his skin, "I would let you do all that you desire, even if you must tease me so." After all, the end result is all the more satisfying when Hythlodaeus makes him really need it.
Smiling happily, he turns his head so that when Emet-Selch gets close he can kiss him briefly. It's not comfortable though, so he soon turns his head back around and stares down at the desk instead, chuckling softly.
"And you, darling, are exquisite." He rests his hand on one of the ones against his hip, squeezing it affectionately. Truly, he could not be luckier.
"And you, darling, are exquisite." He rests his hand on one of the ones against his hip, squeezing it affectionately. Truly, he could not be luckier.
"All that I desire... that sounds inviting." He pulls harder on the leash- he knows he's choking his lover at this point, but he recalls how Emet-Selch seemed to enjoy it before. Of course, he only does it for a few seconds. He wouldn't want to actually put him through any real pain, and he wants to hear him reply when he speaks.
"We would be here for quite a while should I follow my every desire. Nobody stokes the fires of my imagination quite like you do."
He moves his fingers to tease at Emet-Selch's entrance, even pressing one digit in partway despite the lack of lubricant. It's only one finger, and a little discomfort won't kill him.
"We would be here for quite a while should I follow my every desire. Nobody stokes the fires of my imagination quite like you do."
He moves his fingers to tease at Emet-Selch's entrance, even pressing one digit in partway despite the lack of lubricant. It's only one finger, and a little discomfort won't kill him.
Emet-Selch relaxes a little and leans back, so Hythlodaeus can move and get more comfortable himself. Eventually he even falls right back into his chair once he pulls out from inside his lover.
"Well, I am glad I could meet your fine standards." He breathes out, amused at his own joke but mostly just very satisfied at the moment.
"But you do know next time I have a bed here for these purposes." Not that this wasn't an unfairly attractive sight and he would definitely do it again.
"Well, I am glad I could meet your fine standards." He breathes out, amused at his own joke but mostly just very satisfied at the moment.
"But you do know next time I have a bed here for these purposes." Not that this wasn't an unfairly attractive sight and he would definitely do it again.
Emet-Selch sucks in a breath right as the collar tightens against his throat. He groans out roughly, curling his fingers into his palms. "You know I would happily be a creative outlet for you." He answers with a smirk, and if his hands weren't bound
he'd be resisting the urge to rub at his neck.
"Ah-" He gasps in surprise then as the finger finds its way inside of him dry. The sudden intrusion has his cock spilling a bit of precum, even with the strange discomfort. It's just exciting to be at the mercy of Hythlodaeus. "My love..." It sounds like a plea almost, but he doesn't even know what he's pleading for, except to get more from his lover.
he'd be resisting the urge to rub at his neck.
"Ah-" He gasps in surprise then as the finger finds its way inside of him dry. The sudden intrusion has his cock spilling a bit of precum, even with the strange discomfort. It's just exciting to be at the mercy of Hythlodaeus. "My love..." It sounds like a plea almost, but he doesn't even know what he's pleading for, except to get more from his lover.
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[Nodding he leads Emet-Selch out of the apartments and down the street a few blocks. It doesn't take long to find the little shop. It's rather quaint and the smell of freshly baked goods and brewed coffee is enticing to say the least.]
This is the place.
This is the place.
Chuckling, he turns around and leans against the desk, pushing his hair from his face.
"A bed would be a fine idea for next time, perhaps. But I certainly have no issues with the desk."
He casually cleans himself up with a damp cloth he conjures up, then lets it disappear again before oozing his way into Emet-Selch's lap. He rests against him, stroking his hair out of his face affectionately.
"You must show me this bed, though. Is it as grand as your office?"
"A bed would be a fine idea for next time, perhaps. But I certainly have no issues with the desk."
He casually cleans himself up with a damp cloth he conjures up, then lets it disappear again before oozing his way into Emet-Selch's lap. He rests against him, stroking his hair out of his face affectionately.
"You must show me this bed, though. Is it as grand as your office?"
He'll keep it in mind that Emet-Selch would happily allow himself to be experimented on in future- Hythlodaeus will surely need to think of some creative ways to use him.
For now though, he grins, finger pulling out of him and trailing down his inner thighs lightly instead. He cups his balls and kneads at them, before dragging the tip of his finger down the underside of his lover's cock, feeling the precum at the head.
"Oh, you're so worked up." He purrs it, tracing a slow circle around his head of his cock. "But you must ask if you would like something, my dear."
For now though, he grins, finger pulling out of him and trailing down his inner thighs lightly instead. He cups his balls and kneads at them, before dragging the tip of his finger down the underside of his lover's cock, feeling the precum at the head.
"Oh, you're so worked up." He purrs it, tracing a slow circle around his head of his cock. "But you must ask if you would like something, my dear."
It's hard not to fight against the binding magic that keeps him from touching himself or his lover. He gives a sound that can only be described as a frustrated whine as Hythlodaeus touches him and kneads at him.
"Well what do you expect?" He asks rather innocently, thighs squeezing together for a moment. He huffs. "Hnn-" Hythlodaeus has truly mastered how to tease Emet-Selch unlike anyone ever can or will.
"Please, Hythlodaeus," He asks as sweetly as he can (he's not very good at being sweet though is he). "I want more, you're only teasing."
"Well what do you expect?" He asks rather innocently, thighs squeezing together for a moment. He huffs. "Hnn-" Hythlodaeus has truly mastered how to tease Emet-Selch unlike anyone ever can or will.
"Please, Hythlodaeus," He asks as sweetly as he can (he's not very good at being sweet though is he). "I want more, you're only teasing."
Chuckling, he considers the request for a moment. It was said rather sweetly, which sounded strange coming from Emet-Selch, but he appreciates the effort. Still rubbing his finger into the slit of his cock, he hums to himself.
"You are being awfully good..." But teasing Emet-Selch is so much fun, he can't help it. He takes a moment to admire his lover's position once more, before bringing forth a vial of lubricant. He slicks up two fingers and presses them inside him, purposefully rubbing along his inner walls to find that sweet spot. He doesn't elaborate on his previous words- yes, Emet-Selch is being good, but that doesn't mean Hythlodaeus is done teasing him yet.
"You are being awfully good..." But teasing Emet-Selch is so much fun, he can't help it. He takes a moment to admire his lover's position once more, before bringing forth a vial of lubricant. He slicks up two fingers and presses them inside him, purposefully rubbing along his inner walls to find that sweet spot. He doesn't elaborate on his previous words- yes, Emet-Selch is being good, but that doesn't mean Hythlodaeus is done teasing him yet.
[Hermes had been agonizing over sending such a message for, well, days now, so much so he's barely gotten any sleep. Eventually he caves, writing a small letter, short and to the point, handing it to Caduceus to deliver. It isn't an apology - no that will come in person - but a request to see Emet-Selch.
Will you meet with me?
His faithful messenger slithers his way to where Emet-Selch resides, knocking on the door with his tail. When it's answered he'll offer the envelope in his mouth. It must be important - after all his master seemed so concerned that it be delivered quickly and safely.]
Will you meet with me?
His faithful messenger slithers his way to where Emet-Selch resides, knocking on the door with his tail. When it's answered he'll offer the envelope in his mouth. It must be important - after all his master seemed so concerned that it be delivered quickly and safely.]
"You do look very nice against it." He comments, welcoming Hythlodaeus into his lap. He needs to pick up the scattered papers and perhaps get some more work done, but it can all wait. "Of course it is, you needn't even ask." He teases. Emet-Selch picked up some extravagant tastes over the years so of course he had to make his private opera box as grand as he possibly could.
... Actually, perhaps he could make it even better. Another thought for later.
"I will take you anytime you like."
... Actually, perhaps he could make it even better. Another thought for later.
"I will take you anytime you like."
"Another day, perhaps. It gives me something to look forward to."
Because he knows for certain it will end in sex again... he can perhaps show up at a time when he thinks Emet-Selch needs a break from work. For now he kisses his cheek, before smirking.
"So, may I have my clothes back before I leave? Or would you have me walk back home like this?" He doesn't plan on leaving just yet, but he doesn't have a clue where Emet-Selch put his clothing.
Because he knows for certain it will end in sex again... he can perhaps show up at a time when he thinks Emet-Selch needs a break from work. For now he kisses his cheek, before smirking.
"So, may I have my clothes back before I leave? Or would you have me walk back home like this?" He doesn't plan on leaving just yet, but he doesn't have a clue where Emet-Selch put his clothing.
Though he wants to answer, the way Hythlodaeus rubs his cock only gets a needy moan out of him. How is lover does know how to push all the right buttons. But of course he loves that, even if he also feels terribly impatient.
"Ahh," He takes a shaky breath as Hythlodaeus sticks his fingers inside, cool from the lubricant yet so very nice.
"Are you ... telling me I should misbehave?" He's being so good after all, and Hythlodaeus is still teasing him!!
"Ahh," He takes a shaky breath as Hythlodaeus sticks his fingers inside, cool from the lubricant yet so very nice.
"Are you ... telling me I should misbehave?" He's being so good after all, and Hythlodaeus is still teasing him!!
"Am I?" He smirks, but then shakes his head. "Though I am curious as to how you'd go about it, I did promise that if you broke those chains we're stopping, did I not?"
He leans in, slipping his hand through the handle of the leash so that he can use that hand to stroke his lover as his other fingers tease inside him.
"Tell me what you want... and no, 'anything' is not an answer. You must have a scenario in mind by now, yes?"
He leans in, slipping his hand through the handle of the leash so that he can use that hand to stroke his lover as his other fingers tease inside him.
"Tell me what you want... and no, 'anything' is not an answer. You must have a scenario in mind by now, yes?"
[ When Emet-Selch opens the door and sees a little snake there of all things, his first instinct is to squint his eyes, brow knit in irritation. What in Zodiark's name- ]
What's that you have there?
[ He takes the envelope, tearing it open for the message inside. He will grant Hermes a single point, and that is that he isn't forcing his snake to say whatever it is he wants to say to him.
He still sighs heavily, some of it directed at the Hermes situation and some of it because he's simply tired from his own nightmare ordeal. ]
Very well, you may tell your master that I will. [ He scribbles it down for Caduceus to deliver with a pen he grabs out of nowhere. He's not sure how else the little familiar is going to get the message across so... just in case. ]
What's that you have there?
[ He takes the envelope, tearing it open for the message inside. He will grant Hermes a single point, and that is that he isn't forcing his snake to say whatever it is he wants to say to him.
He still sighs heavily, some of it directed at the Hermes situation and some of it because he's simply tired from his own nightmare ordeal. ]
Very well, you may tell your master that I will. [ He scribbles it down for Caduceus to deliver with a pen he grabs out of nowhere. He's not sure how else the little familiar is going to get the message across so... just in case. ]
[Happy to take the message back to his master, Caduceus slithers away when handed the reply. It doesn't take long for Hermes to show up at Emet-Selch's apartment door, eyes sunken and dark. The Overseer is clearly nervous as he stands waiting for the other man to answer, willing himself not to fidget. Emet-Selch had always been intimidating. After he'd quite literally beaten his ass in the park...even more so.
What a mess.]
What a mess.]
[Even The Drama needs something a bit more low-key from time to time, no? Leading the two of them to the counter Hermes gestures for Emet-Selch to make his order, doing the same after he's made a selection. Once given their drinks and food the two make a beeline for a table near the window. A bit of morning sun was always a welcome sight, especially in a quaint little cafe like this.]
Thank you for agreeing to join me.
Thank you for agreeing to join me.
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