[ Emet-Selch is achingly curious just how bold Hermes will be. What he wants he isn't even sure anymore, because Hermes is taking him by surprised. He's utterly charmed, which is wildly unacceptable! And yet he likes it. ]
I am not.
[ Not at all, he's thought about it before, what it might be like. He just tends to take the dominant role with most of his partners. Hythlodaeus is the only one who truly knows he likes a good pounding. Hermes can be in on that little secret too... ]
[Hermes cannot help but brighten at that, relieved in a way that his advances aren't something that are unwanted. He smiles, eyes bright as he leans against him, pressing his lips to his.]
Wonderful. I am glad to hear it. I will do my best to please you.
[Look he may be the one sticking it in but he's clearly, well, deferential.]
[Emet-Selch's attitude has him chuckling lightly as he moves to kiss him again, carding his fingers easily through his white, silky locks. His other hand moves to slide up beneath the hem of the shirt he's wearing, long fingers splaying over warm, still hidden skin.]
Shall I take this off for you?
i can't remember either so apparently they still are
[ His skin is warmer than usual, that much is plain. Same with his cheeks, as he continues to blush madly over Hermes' very gentle and diligent touches. His chest rises and falls with measured breaths. After all, Emet-Selch does want to maintain a level of dignity and not just melt into a puddle because someone romanced him a little. ]
Yes.
[ Might as well take it off, he's moments away from ripping the clothing barrier between them away all by himself. Hermes' way is more tender ... how very fitting. Emet-Selch continues to be mad about it. ]
[If there's one thing that Hermes is good at it's being gentle. It's simply how he is naturally and so for him to bestow such tender care upon Hades, well, it's just what he's going to get! Permission given he makes quick work of taking Emet-Selch's shirt off and then his own, eagerly leaning down to press a few kisses to the man's collar bone.]
[ Part of that warmth Hermes feels is definitely embarrassment. Of course Hythlodaeus is also gentle with him (depending on their mood in bed and all...) but when anyone else is, he finds himself getting all flustered and shy. Feeling almost like he doesn't deserve it.
He doesn't though, does he? ]
Yes Hermes, that's what happens in times like this...
[ He scoffs softly, trying as usual to pass it off as nothing. ]
[There's something incredibly funny about Emet-Selch's reply, so much so Hermes can't help the soft laugh that slips him.]
Forgive me, I can be a bit dense.
[Not dense enough to not know what to do however. Hands slide their way down his friend's front, lips soon following as they leave behind a wet trail leading down toward his crotch.]
Shall I service you with my mouth first? Or would you rather I get down to business?
[Hermes is quite dense but he is aware enough at the moment to know that he's teasing Emet-Selch deliberately right now. Fingers find the front of Emet-Selch's pants as he makes quick of the front, tugging his bottoms down to free his cock. Once he's faced with his member he descends upon it, taking it in hand as he kisses the tip, working his way down its length.]
[ Emet-Selch huffs, wanting to protest that it's impossible to relax when Hermes is being so tender. But the words die in his throat, melting into a sort of relieved groan as the other man puts his lips to his cock. He definitely knows not to doubt Hermes' words at this point. He only has to wonder how his friend manages to doubt himself. ]
Alright. Okay... [ He'll try to let him take care of him fully. ]
[Smiling he kisses down his shaft, making sure to give extra care and attention to the tip of his cock, rubbing the pad of his thumb over it. Hermes may not be the most skilled individual when it comes to giving a blowjob but he is, at the very least, genuinely eager.
No more words come forth from Hermes mouth but his ministrations pick up as he takes Emet-Selch's cock fully into his mouth, bobbing his head with a determined rhythm.]
[ When it comes to doing something like this with someone he actually cares about, Emet-Selch is hardly paying attention to the level of skill involved. It's the fact that someone is treating him with such care and such pleasure that gets his blood pumping, his cheeks flushing.
Even watching Hermes as he takes his cock fully into his mouth makes him feel like his ears are on fire, a low, greedy groan escaping his lungs heavily as he holds himself back from bucking his hips too hard. ]
[As he begins to rock into his mouth, Hermes groans softly around his cock. His own face is on fire as he continues to suck and lick at his friend, determined to get him off in a way that'll leave him pliant and pleased.
It isn't as if this is something he'd do for just anyone - he's not confident enough in his ability to do so - but he's happy to do it for Emet-Selch. He means a lot to him, after all.]
[ Emet-Selch doesn't know that Hermes wouldn't do this for just anyone. Though he does fully believe this is but a spot of practice for him to be more forward. He simply didn't expect the bastard to actually make him blush.
It appeases him at least to see, and feel, that Hermes' face is as hot as his own, that the sounds he's making are wanton and lusty. Fine, they can both be affected. It's just that any smarmy comment he wants to make has died in his throat, coming out as a moan instead when Hermes' tongue brushes over a particularly sensitive part of his cock. ]
[Making Emet-Selch blush is definitely something he'll take as a win. Usually it was the other way around when it came to being embarrassed or moved. Hermes was so very open with his feelings after all...
But he needn't voice any of that. He's doing what he hopes is a decent enough job. The sounds coming out of his friend seem to indicate as much. He sucks on him particularly hard then, all of a sudden, grazing teeth ever so gently up the entire length of his cock. Just a bit more and he'd grow even louder surely...maybe even moan out his name?]
[ Emet-Selch is just as emotional, he just pretends that he isn't. Spend some several thousand years with him and you eventually learn...
Still, Hermes is doing a very good job and he doesn't know how to cope with that. The extra hard suck against his cock makes his body jerk in surprise, quivering in want. So very greedy. It's not until a few moments later that he grants Hermes' wish though. ]
H-Hermes.... [ He practically sobs the words, toes curling as he peers down at his friend. ] Alright, have mercy.
[Ah. There it is. The sound of his name. Hearing it sends a shiver straight down his spine as he pulls himself off Emet-Selch's cock, only to curl his fingers around his length. Mercy. He'd give him mercy...but he'd also make sure to get him off.]
As you wish...how would you like to finish, Hades?
[ Hades grumbles, though the complaint partially dies in his throat as pleasure overwhelms him. Stupid Hermes, wasn't this supposed to be practice for him being on top? They haven't even gotten there yet ...
As for he himself, he can barely even think. ]
Just ... do it!
[ His entire face is on fire, up to his ears. How embarrassing this is for him specifically. And yet would he want it to stop ... not really. So is the curse of being Emet-Selch. ]
[It was supposed to be practice, but it seems that Hermes lost the plot along the way. Either way, he's determined to get his friend off! Nodding he descends upon him again with his mouth, eager to have him finish inside. He wants to taste what Emet-Selch has to offer, as lewd as that may be to think.]
[ Emet-Selch would 100% blush at the very lewdness of that desire, it's true. He's about to burst from embarrassment as it is. This is only a blowjob, what is wrong with him?
It is quite reluctantly (but also a big relief) that he sails into his climax quite easily once Hermes has his mouth on him. His cock twitches, all hot and bothered, and he closes his eyes shut tightly as a shudder wracks his entire form. He calls out Hermes' name like he's taking it in vain, not bothering to hold himself back since the other man so clearly wants this. ]
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I am not.
[ Not at all, he's thought about it before, what it might be like. He just tends to take the dominant role with most of his partners. Hythlodaeus is the only one who truly knows he likes a good pounding. Hermes can be in on that little secret too... ]
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Wonderful. I am glad to hear it. I will do my best to please you.
[Look he may be the one sticking it in but he's clearly, well, deferential.]
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[ He mutters, scoffing. It sounds mean but really he's just covering up for how embarrassed he himself is about such deference from Hermes. ]
You needn't be.
[ So there! Yes. Emet-Selch is being so smooth about this. ]
i can't remember if they're wearing shirts so im going to pretend they still are don't bully me
[Emet-Selch's attitude has him chuckling lightly as he moves to kiss him again, carding his fingers easily through his white, silky locks. His other hand moves to slide up beneath the hem of the shirt he's wearing, long fingers splaying over warm, still hidden skin.]
Shall I take this off for you?
i can't remember either so apparently they still are
Yes.
[ Might as well take it off, he's moments away from ripping the clothing barrier between them away all by himself. Hermes' way is more tender ... how very fitting. Emet-Selch continues to be mad about it. ]
And yours as well.
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You are so very warm.
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He doesn't though, does he? ]
Yes Hermes, that's what happens in times like this...
[ He scoffs softly, trying as usual to pass it off as nothing. ]
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Forgive me, I can be a bit dense.
[Not dense enough to not know what to do however. Hands slide their way down his friend's front, lips soon following as they leave behind a wet trail leading down toward his crotch.]
Shall I service you with my mouth first? Or would you rather I get down to business?
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Yes, Hermes is very dense! He can't even see what kind of effect he can have on people. Stupid... ]
H-how am I supposed to know? This is about you being in charge. Remember?
[ It's too embarrassing for him to say either way. ]
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[Hermes is quite dense but he is aware enough at the moment to know that he's teasing Emet-Selch deliberately right now. Fingers find the front of Emet-Selch's pants as he makes quick of the front, tugging his bottoms down to free his cock. Once he's faced with his member he descends upon it, taking it in hand as he kisses the tip, working his way down its length.]
Relax. I'll take care of you.
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[ Emet-Selch huffs, wanting to protest that it's impossible to relax when Hermes is being so tender. But the words die in his throat, melting into a sort of relieved groan as the other man puts his lips to his cock. He definitely knows not to doubt Hermes' words at this point. He only has to wonder how his friend manages to doubt himself. ]
Alright. Okay... [ He'll try to let him take care of him fully. ]
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No more words come forth from Hermes mouth but his ministrations pick up as he takes Emet-Selch's cock fully into his mouth, bobbing his head with a determined rhythm.]
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Even watching Hermes as he takes his cock fully into his mouth makes him feel like his ears are on fire, a low, greedy groan escaping his lungs heavily as he holds himself back from bucking his hips too hard. ]
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It isn't as if this is something he'd do for just anyone - he's not confident enough in his ability to do so - but he's happy to do it for Emet-Selch. He means a lot to him, after all.]
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It appeases him at least to see, and feel, that Hermes' face is as hot as his own, that the sounds he's making are wanton and lusty. Fine, they can both be affected. It's just that any smarmy comment he wants to make has died in his throat, coming out as a moan instead when Hermes' tongue brushes over a particularly sensitive part of his cock. ]
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But he needn't voice any of that. He's doing what he hopes is a decent enough job. The sounds coming out of his friend seem to indicate as much. He sucks on him particularly hard then, all of a sudden, grazing teeth ever so gently up the entire length of his cock. Just a bit more and he'd grow even louder surely...maybe even moan out his name?]
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Still, Hermes is doing a very good job and he doesn't know how to cope with that. The extra hard suck against his cock makes his body jerk in surprise, quivering in want. So very greedy. It's not until a few moments later that he grants Hermes' wish though. ]
H-Hermes.... [ He practically sobs the words, toes curling as he peers down at his friend. ] Alright, have mercy.
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As you wish...how would you like to finish, Hades?
[He'll give him the option at least.]
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As for he himself, he can barely even think. ]
Just ... do it!
[ His entire face is on fire, up to his ears. How embarrassing this is for him specifically. And yet would he want it to stop ... not really. So is the curse of being Emet-Selch. ]
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It is quite reluctantly (but also a big relief) that he sails into his climax quite easily once Hermes has his mouth on him. His cock twitches, all hot and bothered, and he closes his eyes shut tightly as a shudder wracks his entire form. He calls out Hermes' name like he's taking it in vain, not bothering to hold himself back since the other man so clearly wants this. ]