The sound of Emet-Selch begging almost has him coming right there and then, despite everything. He smiles, satisfied, and reaches down to loosen the ring from around his cock.
At the same time he thrusts faster, finally letting himself grow closer and closer to his climax. The cockring gets left somewhere on the bed, forgotten for the moment, as he leans in and slams into Emet-Selch over and over, panting.
He'd order him to untether himself but he doubts the magic binding him will hold up through his orgasm, anyway. Emet-Selch's focus seems completely shot as it is, it's a miracle he's still bound. He'll have to reward him later for not breaking his word and remaining just as Hythlodaeus wanted him.
In truth, Emet-Selch has forgotten any desire to break free of his magical bindings. He's so desperate for release now that his glyph once more crosses over his features even as Hythlodaeus finally removes the ring. Now that he's able to come, and with the hard thrusts his lover gives him, his bonds do eventually shatter as he calls out, coming harder than he thinks he has in ages. Who knows really, he's just terribly relieved.
"Good gods..." He pants as he collapses- no, melts- into the mattress beneath him, his chest rising and falling as his body attempts to catch up with the rest of him.
It's as Emet-Selch comes that Hythlodaeus follows, unable to hold back when his love looks so good writhing in ecstasy. And once he's done he flops onto the mattress beside Emet-Selch, catching his breath, arm draped over his partner's chest as he presses light kisses to his shoulder.
"You did so well, my dear." He smiles, content to watch Hades comes down from the high.
It's as though all of his limbs have turned to rubber, even when Hythlodaeus lays down beside him. It's a good kind of rubber though, he thinks. Even as his heartbeat slows and the cum on his skin already begins to cool and grow bothersome, the rest of him is still seeing stars, sated and yet thirsty all at once.
"That was utterly horrific." He murmurs, eventually getting enough feeling back in his limbs to curl into his lover and toss his arms about him. "It was delightful." As if any act with Hythlodaeus wouldn't be.
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At the same time he thrusts faster, finally letting himself grow closer and closer to his climax. The cockring gets left somewhere on the bed, forgotten for the moment, as he leans in and slams into Emet-Selch over and over, panting.
He'd order him to untether himself but he doubts the magic binding him will hold up through his orgasm, anyway. Emet-Selch's focus seems completely shot as it is, it's a miracle he's still bound. He'll have to reward him later for not breaking his word and remaining just as Hythlodaeus wanted him.
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"Good gods..." He pants as he collapses- no, melts- into the mattress beneath him, his chest rising and falling as his body attempts to catch up with the rest of him.
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"You did so well, my dear." He smiles, content to watch Hades comes down from the high.
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"That was utterly horrific." He murmurs, eventually getting enough feeling back in his limbs to curl into his lover and toss his arms about him. "It was delightful." As if any act with Hythlodaeus wouldn't be.