Emet-Selch is just about to give greetings that he's home when he feels the distinct flow of aether that suggests Hythlodaeus has beat him to it. Pausing to glance behind him, he lifts his brows. Now, he absolutely loves this type of greeting to be sure, but he's also very curious about it.
"Thank you, Hythlodaeus." He chuckles a bit as he feels lips against his neck. Of course his heart is racing like mad in a way only Hythlodaeus can manage.
"Very much so." He pouts a little, fingers idly finding the hem of his lover's shirt and sliding underneath. They trace over his stomach, up to his chest, and his hips press slightly forward from behind him.
"I considered what I might do with you all day... perhaps I could have visited you at work, but the wait certainly makes the reunion sweeter."
And now that he has him, can touch and taste him, he knows he'll get worked up quickly. Yes, waiting does have its merits.
"I am sorry." He chuckles a bit, though his skin instantly warms to his lover's touch. Nipples even harden beneath his shirt in anticipation of those wandering hands. He does love these moods of Hythlodaeus'.
And it's incredibly arousing to hear that he'd been thinking of him like this all day. "I had no idea. Well, you had better have your way then. You will be impossible to live with otherwise." He's joking of course, but will happily give in to Hythlodaeus' whims. Nothing better after a day of paperwork and stage repairs, after all.
He traces his fingers idly around his nipples, before giving them both a rough pinch. Resisting the urge to grind further into his lover's ass, he pulls back instead and slips around to his front, pulling him into a passionate kiss.
When he pulls back, it's only enough to grab his hand and lead him to the bedroom. Once they're in there, he wastes no time in pushing Emet-Selch onto the bed. He waits for him to scoot up a little before joining him, straddling his hips and pulling something out of his pocket.
"I thought we might try this marvellous little invention today." It's a cock ring, adjustable, easy to undo when needed. Regular sex isn't enough- he needs to draw it out, make Hades beg for release. He wants complete control over him tonight.
Emet-Selch gasps out loud as Hythlodaeus pinches him, feeling a shudder ride clear through his body. He's barely got time to catch his breath before their lips crush together, but he's got no complaints. His eyes close, ready to indulge in his lover's lips only for it to end so they can get into the bedroom.
Down on the bed he goes, finally panting as he catches his breath and watches Hythlodaeus crawl onto the mattress to join him. Once again he prepares himself for the man's lips and tongue, but is presented with something else instead. His mouth opens, though no words come out immediately.
"Marvelous is it?" He's not tried one before, but Hythlodaeus can get him to do just about anything. He's always had this power. "Am I going to regret this?" As if he could regret sex with Hythlodaeus ever despite all his whining.
He begins undoing Emet-Selch's trousers, smiling playfully. He makes sure to conjure up some lubricant, before he eases the ring onto his lover's cock before he can get fully erect.
"Perfect." He can now focus on Emet-Selch properly again, leaning in for another rough kiss. He starts to undo his shirt and squeezes at his chest, thumbs rubbing over his nipples, before he sits back with a gasp and smooths his hands down the other man's stomach.
"Take off your clothes for me. Magic works fine." He idly begins to undo his own shirt, though it's slow and teasing in comparison to how fast he bared his partner.
"Nng..." He watches carefully everything his lover is doing, grunting as the lubricant and ring are fitted over his cock before he's even totally aroused. Not that this isn't pushing him that way, he of course is weak to letting Hythlodaeus absolutely have his way with him.
He's about to complain more, as he's wont to do, but Hythlodaeus' lips crush his and he's quickly distracted. His grumbling turns more into moaning as his lover squeezes his chest, teases him so. When they do part, he pants as though he's been cut off from oxygen for far too long.
Hardly the case, he's just utterly at the mercy of Hythlodaeus. Sometimes he can't even believe how the man has so much sex appeal.
And while he normally might feel a bit rebellious and want to tease, he already feels like he's in for something with that cock ring, so he doesn't argue. He simply lifts his fingers and snaps to be rid of his clothing the easy way. All the while his eyes never leave Hythlodaeus' form as he painstakingly reveals himself to Emet-Selch.
Sliding his shirt off his shoulders, he smiles sweetly as Emet-Selch does exactly as he's told. Good. There is a time and a place for rebellion, and that is not now.
"My wonderful, sweet lover..." His fingers ghost over Emet-Selch's hips, up to his chest once more, before he leans in and begins to nip and suck at one of his nipples. He purposefully shifts his weight so that Emet-Selch can grind up against him if he likes, but once he has his love squirming he leans back again.
"Bind yourself to the bed. Both wrists, both ankles." He could do it with the magic Hermes taught him, but there's a pleasure in making Emet-Selch do it to himself this time. "Break out of it yourself and I leave you to finish yourself off. Understood?"
Rebellion isn't always on his mind, unlike certain other friends of theirs who are no longer around.
He does indeed take the invitation to grind up against his lover though once Hythlodaeus gives him the opening for it. He doesn't even hold back the sound of his voice as he moans, finding it useless to try and hide how turned on he is. Of course that also means he doesn't hide the huff of complaint when Hythlodaeus pulls back again.
"Threatening me, and I can't even touch you!" He grumbles, though he does as Hythlodaeus asks, the amount of magic it takes to bind himself very small indeed. He can't even make promises, if he's riled up too much he doesn't know what will happen. But he will make an attempt to behave.
He shifts down to settle between Emet-Selch's legs, kissing along his inner thighs. He soon moves to take his cock in hand, pressing delicate kisses from base to tip, before he takes the head in his mouth and swirls his tongue around it. His own length presses into the bed insistently- he loves having Hades' cock in his mouth, and makes it obvious from the way he moans around him.
"Ah, but you are beautiful laid out like this for me." He says it as he pulls back, kissing back down his length and running his tongue up along the underside. Knowing that Emet-Selch can't come whether he wants to or not... Hythlodaeus is entirely in control, and he likes it.
"Yes, yes, I understand." He would wave his hand dismissively and everything, if he hadn't just bound himself. Much as he clearly wants to complain, he actually has very little to complain about doesn't he? Any man could consider himself blessed to have the beautiful Hythlodaeus between his thighs like this.
"Nngh..." He groans the moment he feels Hythlodaeus' warm tongue against the tip of his cock. His head rocks back as his lover begins his attentions, trying not to let his body get too excited too quickly. He's never used one of these rings, but he has a feeling he'll regret it if he gets ahead of himself.
Still, it feels so damn good. How is he supposed to cope with this ...
"I'm pleased you enjoy the view at least." He answers, trying to keep his breath even.
"Heh... of course I do. You are gorgeous, body and soul."
Continuing his work on his lover's cock, he sucks on the tip and teases the slit with his tongue before wrapping his hand around the base more firmly and beginning to stroke lightly.
"I will have you at my mercy soon enough, my love."
He can tell Emet-Selch is trying to hold back, and he wonders how riled up he can get him and how quickly. He returns to kissing down the side of his cock, then back up again, before taking his whole length slowly in his mouth- as it hits the back of his throat he pauses, wriggling his tongue against the underside before pulling back up and bobbing his head.
Only Hythlodaeus would say such a thing, he's sure of that. But he likes it that way, and he's happy to keep his mouth shut about it for once. Not that it's difficult with the way his cock is being teased so relentlessly and with nothing he can do about it.
"Am I not... already there?" He asks as he pants, straining up against his own bindings. He can feel the pressure suddenly that that ring is placing on his cock. He isn't ready to come just yet, but he can already tell this is going to be a challenge. Being in Hythlodaeus' mouth like this after all is sublime.
He moans loudly as his lover takes all his length, moving his tongue in such a rapid way. Yes, he's definitely at Hythlodaeus' mercy and then some. Utterly weak to the man.
"Not nearly enough." He says it as he pulls back up, and he gives Emet-Selch a few more strokes before beginning to do away with his own trousers. Now with only the fabric of his underwear to come between them, he shifts to straddle his lover and slowly begins rolling his hips down against him. Trapping Hades' erection against his stomach, moving his hips just the way he knows Emet-Selch likes to see. He makes a show of it, giving him sultry eyes and letting him really drink in the way his body moves above him.
Idly, he begins to untie his hair, letting loose waves fall gently down his back and over his shoulders. His own erection is pressing against his underwear, but he pays it no mind for now. He simply leans forward and slides his hands up to his lover's chest again, squeezing them before his thumbs roll over his nipples again.
"Nngh..." Emet-Selch groans with a roll of his hips as he watches his lover undress himself, though the sound turns briefly into disappointment as the underwear remains. Just as Hythlodaeus predicted, the sight above him is enough to parch him with a thirst he knows will be denied. He groans again just because of that. How can his lover look so touchable and yet be so deliberately out of his reach?
"Hythlodaeus-" He practically whines his complaint, practically as undone as Hythlodaeus' hair is now, cascading over flawless, touchable skin. With his chest squeezed, he shudders, nipples quickly turning into perfect points for the nefarious Hythlodaeus to do with as he pleases.
Zodiark help him he's going to be blissed out of his mind but it's still torture!
"Yes, my love?" His voice is sweet, even as the grin on his face says he knows exactly what he's doing.
"Is there something you'd like?" He pauses in the rolling of his hips to consider it, before moving off him entirely to take off his underwear too. Only, he doesn't get back on top of him straight away, he simply watches him. He toys with himself, letting Emet-Selch feel the frustration of no contact for the moment, his eyes drinking in the sight of him laid out so beautifully for him to do all he likes with.
"You're lucky you look so enticing... laid out in such a way for me, I can't keep my hands off you for long."
He hums as he reaches across the bed for the lubricant in the bedside drawer, coating his fingers with it. But instead of slicking himself up with it, he simply traces the cold fluid down Emet-Selch's stomach with a finger.
"Argh..." He grumbles, knowing full well that he's stuck and no amount of sweettalking is going to get Hythlodaeus to go easy on him. Of course, it would disappoint him if he did. But in the moment, he feels the frustration as his body trembles from lack of attention as its just sprawled out on display.
"Touch me..." He pleads anyway, giving the softest of whines as his lover gets up off of him to remove his underwear and grab that lube. Those golden eyes watch Hythlodaeus hungrily as the man touches himself, wetting his lips again as though he's parched and thirsty.
Yes he is lucky, he thinks, that he has a lover like this. And that he has some pity for Emet-Selch who should be embarrassed by the way he moans to that touch against his stomach. "You ... are.... unbelievably attractive." He pants softly, saying it like he's chiding Hythlodaeus despite the fact it's very obviously a compliment.
The compliment makes Hythlodaeus lower his lashes, smirking.
"Oh am I, now? Full glad to hear it."
He trails his finger down Emet-Selch's hip, to his inner thigh, and then slowly between his legs- where he ignores his cock still and proceeds to prod at his entrance.
"Heheh... most eminent Emet-Selch of the Convocation of Fourteen. The Third Seat. All mine, no matter the name you are given. For I know who you really are... Hades. My one and only."
The finger pushes in slightly, and Hythlodaeus watches Emet-Selch like an animal watching its prey.
He knows Hythlodaeus is already well aware of his own attractiveness, but he confirms it nonetheless. From experience, he also knows it's nice to hear it from your lover's lips.
"Aahha...hn-" He squirms as Hythlodaeus so obviously ignores his cock, back arching just barely as that finger finds his entrance instead. Apparently his body is greedy enough at the moment that it doesn't matter where he's touched as long as it doesn't stop.
Cheeks flare up in warmth as his names and titles are listed off in such a loving manner, and he huffs softly. "Yes... yes I am." If he's only known for one thing, let it be this then, he thinks. Nothing else really matters at this point. Breathing slowly as he's entered, he tries to calm himself to no avail. He wants this so bad and Hythlodaeus has made sure of it.
"You always have... you know." Perhaps he's been the only one, too.
"Indeed I have." Pressing another finger inside him, he makes the process of stretching him out about as drawn out as Emet-Selch likely expects. For a mercy, once he's done he can barely take it anymore- he's so hard it hurts, so he slicks himself up and prepares to enter, pushing himself in with a groan.
"Oh, love... you're so riled up." His finger finally traces a line up the length of Emet-Selch's cock, smiling even as his hips slowly begin to move.
"You've been so good for me. Such wonderful little sounds... but I want more, you understand. I want our neighbours to know all about this one."
Rubbing his thumb on the slit of his cock, he then pulls his hand away and runs his hands up the length of Emet-Selch's body instead. It's almost an act of worship, the way he admires every ilm of skin. The way his hands smooth over his heated body and make sure to touch everywhere he knows is sensitive, especially his chest. All the while his hips languidly rock back and forth, never building up a reliable pace. Not yet.
It's very obvious that Hades is barely holding it together by the time Hythlodaeus has finished stretching him out. His chest is heaving, a light sheen of sweat settles on his skin, and he can't lie still for the life of him. It was a wondrous torture, and he rewards his lover with a needy moan once he finally gets exactly what he wants.
"And who-" He pauses, catching his breath as Hythlodaeus moves his hips and touches him so. "Who do you think made me that way?" Only Hythlodaeus can rile him in such a manner.
And while he's not sure he wants the neighbors in his business, he also can't hold back enough to care right now as long as he gets Hythlodaeus' cock. But the way his lover is touching him in every sensitive spot while keeping a painstaking pace only has him keening for more. "Hells but you are wicked..." He murmurs, thighs shaking with every upward thrust. "I'm going to come far too early at this rate."
"What?" He pants, looking from Hythlodaeus to the ring clasped so inconveniently around his shaft. "Are you sure that's possible?" He doesn't feel like anything can hold him back now, his whole body shuddering as a shiver runs through him in reply to his lover's teases.
Hythlodaeus might take mercy, or he might not. Now Emet-Selch knows he's really in trouble.
Closing his eyes at the desperate plea, he smiles before beginning to move his hips faster. But he doesn't release his cock from the ring, instead letting Emet-Selch get to the very edge but unable to find release.
"Louder, love. Let me hear how badly you want it."
He's becoming all too flustered himself by now, but even though his breath catches as he watches Hades beneath him he hasn't really gotten half as worked up as his partner yet. His hope is that when Emet-Selch does come... well, he'll see stars.
Only Hythlodaeus can call forth the shade of red that Emet-Selch’s cheeks are now it seems, embarrassed and aroused by his lover’s demands all at once. He doesn’t want to be overheard by (?? who would even hear?) anyone, but he can scarcely keep track of his own thoughts let alone gage how loud he’s being.
His whole body tingles, he can barely tell one appendage from the other. Quite simply, he just knows that he wants to come and he can’t, that he’s being mercilessly bucked into by Hythlodaeus and there is very little he can do about it.
Suppose he might be a little less stubborn then… “I…” He pants, finding words difficult, heavy. “Alright! I-! Let me come, Hythlodaeus, please!” He finally manages the words, moaning loudly and greedily after, his thighs squeezing tight against Hythlodaeus’ body.
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"Thank you, Hythlodaeus." He chuckles a bit as he feels lips against his neck. Of course his heart is racing like mad in a way only Hythlodaeus can manage.
"Did I leave you too long? Were you lonely?"
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"I considered what I might do with you all day... perhaps I could have visited you at work, but the wait certainly makes the reunion sweeter."
And now that he has him, can touch and taste him, he knows he'll get worked up quickly. Yes, waiting does have its merits.
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And it's incredibly arousing to hear that he'd been thinking of him like this all day. "I had no idea. Well, you had better have your way then. You will be impossible to live with otherwise." He's joking of course, but will happily give in to Hythlodaeus' whims. Nothing better after a day of paperwork and stage repairs, after all.
"Yes, yes. You must have your way with me."
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He traces his fingers idly around his nipples, before giving them both a rough pinch. Resisting the urge to grind further into his lover's ass, he pulls back instead and slips around to his front, pulling him into a passionate kiss.
When he pulls back, it's only enough to grab his hand and lead him to the bedroom. Once they're in there, he wastes no time in pushing Emet-Selch onto the bed. He waits for him to scoot up a little before joining him, straddling his hips and pulling something out of his pocket.
"I thought we might try this marvellous little invention today." It's a cock ring, adjustable, easy to undo when needed. Regular sex isn't enough- he needs to draw it out, make Hades beg for release. He wants complete control over him tonight.
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Down on the bed he goes, finally panting as he catches his breath and watches Hythlodaeus crawl onto the mattress to join him. Once again he prepares himself for the man's lips and tongue, but is presented with something else instead. His mouth opens, though no words come out immediately.
"Marvelous is it?" He's not tried one before, but Hythlodaeus can get him to do just about anything. He's always had this power. "Am I going to regret this?" As if he could regret sex with Hythlodaeus ever despite all his whining.
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He begins undoing Emet-Selch's trousers, smiling playfully. He makes sure to conjure up some lubricant, before he eases the ring onto his lover's cock before he can get fully erect.
"Perfect." He can now focus on Emet-Selch properly again, leaning in for another rough kiss. He starts to undo his shirt and squeezes at his chest, thumbs rubbing over his nipples, before he sits back with a gasp and smooths his hands down the other man's stomach.
"Take off your clothes for me. Magic works fine." He idly begins to undo his own shirt, though it's slow and teasing in comparison to how fast he bared his partner.
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He's about to complain more, as he's wont to do, but Hythlodaeus' lips crush his and he's quickly distracted. His grumbling turns more into moaning as his lover squeezes his chest, teases him so. When they do part, he pants as though he's been cut off from oxygen for far too long.
Hardly the case, he's just utterly at the mercy of Hythlodaeus. Sometimes he can't even believe how the man has so much sex appeal.
And while he normally might feel a bit rebellious and want to tease, he already feels like he's in for something with that cock ring, so he doesn't argue. He simply lifts his fingers and snaps to be rid of his clothing the easy way. All the while his eyes never leave Hythlodaeus' form as he painstakingly reveals himself to Emet-Selch.
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"My wonderful, sweet lover..." His fingers ghost over Emet-Selch's hips, up to his chest once more, before he leans in and begins to nip and suck at one of his nipples. He purposefully shifts his weight so that Emet-Selch can grind up against him if he likes, but once he has his love squirming he leans back again.
"Bind yourself to the bed. Both wrists, both ankles." He could do it with the magic Hermes taught him, but there's a pleasure in making Emet-Selch do it to himself this time. "Break out of it yourself and I leave you to finish yourself off. Understood?"
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He does indeed take the invitation to grind up against his lover though once Hythlodaeus gives him the opening for it. He doesn't even hold back the sound of his voice as he moans, finding it useless to try and hide how turned on he is. Of course that also means he doesn't hide the huff of complaint when Hythlodaeus pulls back again.
"Threatening me, and I can't even touch you!" He grumbles, though he does as Hythlodaeus asks, the amount of magic it takes to bind himself very small indeed. He can't even make promises, if he's riled up too much he doesn't know what will happen. But he will make an attempt to behave.
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He shifts down to settle between Emet-Selch's legs, kissing along his inner thighs. He soon moves to take his cock in hand, pressing delicate kisses from base to tip, before he takes the head in his mouth and swirls his tongue around it. His own length presses into the bed insistently- he loves having Hades' cock in his mouth, and makes it obvious from the way he moans around him.
"Ah, but you are beautiful laid out like this for me." He says it as he pulls back, kissing back down his length and running his tongue up along the underside. Knowing that Emet-Selch can't come whether he wants to or not... Hythlodaeus is entirely in control, and he likes it.
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"Nngh..." He groans the moment he feels Hythlodaeus' warm tongue against the tip of his cock. His head rocks back as his lover begins his attentions, trying not to let his body get too excited too quickly. He's never used one of these rings, but he has a feeling he'll regret it if he gets ahead of himself.
Still, it feels so damn good. How is he supposed to cope with this ...
"I'm pleased you enjoy the view at least." He answers, trying to keep his breath even.
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Continuing his work on his lover's cock, he sucks on the tip and teases the slit with his tongue before wrapping his hand around the base more firmly and beginning to stroke lightly.
"I will have you at my mercy soon enough, my love."
He can tell Emet-Selch is trying to hold back, and he wonders how riled up he can get him and how quickly. He returns to kissing down the side of his cock, then back up again, before taking his whole length slowly in his mouth- as it hits the back of his throat he pauses, wriggling his tongue against the underside before pulling back up and bobbing his head.
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"Am I not... already there?" He asks as he pants, straining up against his own bindings. He can feel the pressure suddenly that that ring is placing on his cock. He isn't ready to come just yet, but he can already tell this is going to be a challenge. Being in Hythlodaeus' mouth like this after all is sublime.
He moans loudly as his lover takes all his length, moving his tongue in such a rapid way. Yes, he's definitely at Hythlodaeus' mercy and then some. Utterly weak to the man.
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Idly, he begins to untie his hair, letting loose waves fall gently down his back and over his shoulders. His own erection is pressing against his underwear, but he pays it no mind for now. He simply leans forward and slides his hands up to his lover's chest again, squeezing them before his thumbs roll over his nipples again.
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"Hythlodaeus-" He practically whines his complaint, practically as undone as Hythlodaeus' hair is now, cascading over flawless, touchable skin. With his chest squeezed, he shudders, nipples quickly turning into perfect points for the nefarious Hythlodaeus to do with as he pleases.
Zodiark help him he's going to be blissed out of his mind but it's still torture!
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"Is there something you'd like?" He pauses in the rolling of his hips to consider it, before moving off him entirely to take off his underwear too. Only, he doesn't get back on top of him straight away, he simply watches him. He toys with himself, letting Emet-Selch feel the frustration of no contact for the moment, his eyes drinking in the sight of him laid out so beautifully for him to do all he likes with.
"You're lucky you look so enticing... laid out in such a way for me, I can't keep my hands off you for long."
He hums as he reaches across the bed for the lubricant in the bedside drawer, coating his fingers with it. But instead of slicking himself up with it, he simply traces the cold fluid down Emet-Selch's stomach with a finger.
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"Touch me..." He pleads anyway, giving the softest of whines as his lover gets up off of him to remove his underwear and grab that lube. Those golden eyes watch Hythlodaeus hungrily as the man touches himself, wetting his lips again as though he's parched and thirsty.
Yes he is lucky, he thinks, that he has a lover like this. And that he has some pity for Emet-Selch who should be embarrassed by the way he moans to that touch against his stomach. "You ... are.... unbelievably attractive." He pants softly, saying it like he's chiding Hythlodaeus despite the fact it's very obviously a compliment.
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"Oh am I, now? Full glad to hear it."
He trails his finger down Emet-Selch's hip, to his inner thigh, and then slowly between his legs- where he ignores his cock still and proceeds to prod at his entrance.
"Heheh... most eminent Emet-Selch of the Convocation of Fourteen. The Third Seat. All mine, no matter the name you are given. For I know who you really are... Hades. My one and only."
The finger pushes in slightly, and Hythlodaeus watches Emet-Selch like an animal watching its prey.
"I can see right through you."
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"Aahha...hn-" He squirms as Hythlodaeus so obviously ignores his cock, back arching just barely as that finger finds his entrance instead. Apparently his body is greedy enough at the moment that it doesn't matter where he's touched as long as it doesn't stop.
Cheeks flare up in warmth as his names and titles are listed off in such a loving manner, and he huffs softly. "Yes... yes I am." If he's only known for one thing, let it be this then, he thinks. Nothing else really matters at this point. Breathing slowly as he's entered, he tries to calm himself to no avail. He wants this so bad and Hythlodaeus has made sure of it.
"You always have... you know." Perhaps he's been the only one, too.
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"Oh, love... you're so riled up." His finger finally traces a line up the length of Emet-Selch's cock, smiling even as his hips slowly begin to move.
"You've been so good for me. Such wonderful little sounds... but I want more, you understand. I want our neighbours to know all about this one."
Rubbing his thumb on the slit of his cock, he then pulls his hand away and runs his hands up the length of Emet-Selch's body instead. It's almost an act of worship, the way he admires every ilm of skin. The way his hands smooth over his heated body and make sure to touch everywhere he knows is sensitive, especially his chest. All the while his hips languidly rock back and forth, never building up a reliable pace. Not yet.
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"And who-" He pauses, catching his breath as Hythlodaeus moves his hips and touches him so. "Who do you think made me that way?" Only Hythlodaeus can rile him in such a manner.
And while he's not sure he wants the neighbors in his business, he also can't hold back enough to care right now as long as he gets Hythlodaeus' cock. But the way his lover is touching him in every sensitive spot while keeping a painstaking pace only has him keening for more. "Hells but you are wicked..." He murmurs, thighs shaking with every upward thrust. "I'm going to come far too early at this rate."
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Grinning wickedly, he leans over his lover and takes his cock in hand, stroking once and once only before tracing a finger over the cock ring.
"Beg, my love. Beg for more. Perhaps I will take mercy on you, or perhaps I will not."
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Hythlodaeus might take mercy, or he might not. Now Emet-Selch knows he's really in trouble.
"Hythlodaeus... please."
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"Louder, love. Let me hear how badly you want it."
He's becoming all too flustered himself by now, but even though his breath catches as he watches Hades beneath him he hasn't really gotten half as worked up as his partner yet. His hope is that when Emet-Selch does come... well, he'll see stars.
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His whole body tingles, he can barely tell one appendage from the other. Quite simply, he just knows that he wants to come and he can’t, that he’s being mercilessly bucked into by Hythlodaeus and there is very little he can do about it.
Suppose he might be a little less stubborn then… “I…” He pants, finding words difficult, heavy. “Alright! I-! Let me come, Hythlodaeus, please!” He finally manages the words, moaning loudly and greedily after, his thighs squeezing tight against Hythlodaeus’ body.
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