He doesn't know about favor but he certainly won't complain (much) about the distraction. And for Hythlodaeus's information, he doesn't think it's boring at all! Well, not as much fun as actual performances and auditions are, but still interesting enough to pass the time in this weird sex prison vacation they've been taking.
"Of course. This, of course, would be my office." He gestures grandly. It is extravagant indeed. Perhaps overly so, but that is Emet-Selch's style. Or at least that's what his style became. "Where all the important business is done." Naturally.
"It's very... grand." He leans his weight into his arms, folded under him on the desk as he looks around. "Did you make it this way, or did it simply come as such?"
He knows Emet-Selch has had a little bit of time to decorate, after all... and he works fast. "If I might make a suggestion, it could use a personal touch. Something from home, perhaps?"
"Oh, I don't know... it could be anything. The tiles could be more like the ones in Amaurot, or you could affix a few sconces to the walls..." He knows how much Emet-Selch likes his little reminders of home- after all, the Warrior of Light had told him about Amaurot's recreation under the waves, and Emet-Selch had always been the sentimental type long before that.
"'Tis your office to do with as you please, after all." He turns towards Emet-Selch again and slides in front of him where he's seated, back still to the desk.
"Not bad suggestions," As expected of course from first-pick-for-Emet-Selch and the chief of the bureau. Though looking at Hythlodaeus as he just makes himself comfortable between Hades and the desk, admiring everything about him that is perfect and lovely to behold, he doesn't care about some tiles or a sconce.
"But all the reminder I need is in front of me now."
"Terrible idea all around." He answers with amusement. Hythlodaeus has been trapped somewhere long enough for a lifetime. And Emet-Selch would indeed never get a moment of work started, let alone finished.
"But of course you should visit me here very often." And he'll be invited to all the shows he desires. Or to have some employment if he wants it, or anything else!
Right now it is just very enticing to see him leaning on the office furniture as he is. He brushes his fingers under Hythlodaeus's chin, leaning up to meet his lips for a kiss.
"Heheh... you are right, of course." It truly is a terrible idea. "Though the idea of spending all of my time with you is not an unpleasant one."
He leans in to return the kiss, reaching over to cup his love's cheek in his hand. He isn't in much of a hurry to break the kiss either, humming a pleased sound as he deepens it.
He smiles against the kiss, deepening it until they must draw back again, and then he simply smooths his thumb against a cheek. "And we do spend all of our time together. Most of it. But I do need to get some work done occasionally, like old times." He chuckles softly, one of those rare laughs just for the closest of his friends.
There is not so much to be done today, however, that he can't give Hythlodaeus his full attention for a while. They could break the place in a bit ...
"I think you would look rather beautiful pressed against this desk in other ways."
The laugh warms him, and he grins at the suggestion. He likes that.
"I would allow you to press me against every surface of this room, if that is what you wished." He murmurs it softly against Emet-Selch's lips, before nipping at his lower lip and pulling back to look down at him with a smirk.
"Of course we could not simply settle with something so boring as only the desk." He agrees, partially joking but kind of serious too. Smiling up at Hythlodaeus, he smooths a hand against a cheek and into the stray tendrils of lilac locks. "Lovely."
The same hand gently tugs the front of Hythlodaeus's shirt to bring him down for a proper, deep kiss. For now, his work is forgotten.
Smoothing his hand up the front of Emet-Selch's shirt, he returns the kiss with a sigh. How nice it is that they can simply enjoy each other whenever the fancy takes them. He moves his free hand to his own buttons, undoing them slowly, as his other hand traces fingers over his love's stomach.
And when the kiss breaks, he's quick to shrug off his shirt, dumping it off to the side. "Perhaps you should move your work, lest it become a crumpled mess." Not that Hades couldn't simply fix it, of course. But if he wanted to save himself the trouble...
"Perhaps I shall," Emet-Selch answers lazily as he watches Hythlodaeus rid himself of his shirt. He runs his own fingers over bare skin before he shifts, moving papers and things aside. He could clean it all up later. But he'd rather not.
Anyway, what's the point of owning extravagant rooms if you aren't going to use them to their fullest potential?
"That should be suitable, yes?" He repositions himself between Hythlodaeus' legs, capturing his lips again for a quick kiss before he moves his mouth to the slope of the neck instead.
He pulls Emet-Selch closer as he kisses at his neck, closing his eyes and sighing out softly at the feeling. He's quick to start removing his lover's shirt in turn, pushing it out of the way and waiting for Emet-Selch to get rid of it before he runs his hands down his back and enjoys the kisses to his throat. He soon returns them, kissing along his shoulder and up to his jaw, nipping at the skin there teasingly. He wonders if Emet-Selch intends to bend him over the desk or lie him back- either option sends a little shiver of anticipation up his spine.
He quite happily allows Hythlodaeus to start on his shirt, shrugging out of it once it's ready so he can quickly go back to what he was doing. The first thing that crossed his mind was bending Hythlodaeus over the desk, but both options would be wonderfully picturesque he thinks.
Before he gets immediately to business, he lavishes Hythlodaeus with kisses and nips along his throat and collarbone, raking his fingernails lightly against his chest. "Shall we relieve you of your clothing?" He asks coyly, lifting his hand. Before Hythlodaeus answers, he snaps his fingers, doing the job for them.
Look if they're going to limit his power, he's going to do whatever he wants with what he's got left.
The sudden chill of air to his skin makes him chuckle breathlessly, but he soon tugs insistently at Emet-Selch's trousers.
"You forgot these." Well, he can help there even without magic. He starts to unbutton his partner's trousers and snakes a hand inside, palming at his cock through his underwear. "Ah, not to worry... I can relieve you of these just as quickly."
Even if teasing him first is more fun, as is apparent by the way he toys with his lover's cock through the fabric.
"Those aren't as important as having you bared before me." He smirks, pleased with himself though he doesn't stop Hythlodaeus from tugging at his trousers of course. He hums in response to the teasing, arching his back a little just to fit his cock better against his lover's hand.
In the meantime he stoops forward, kissing Hythlodaeus' lips and then his neck and chest, nipping at the flesh. He thinks he might like to bend the man over the desk, but they can have a little foreplay first as a treat.
"I would argue otherwise. They are very important." To demonstrate as much he tugs both them and Hades' underwear out of the way, finally stroking his partner properly as he kisses at his throat and his chest. The sharp nipping draws forth a pleased sound, and he closes his eyes briefly in enjoyment.
"Mm... you make it so difficult for me to wait." He can be patient when he really wants to be, but when Emet-Selch is teasing him like this he finds it hard to think of anything but how he wants the other man inside him.
Emet-Selch smirks against Hythlodaeus' lips even as his body jostles from being unclothed. "Mm, not as important." He has learned to be patient, he can enjoy his partner nude before him for a little while.
"You're the one who intruded upon my work, I think you can wait while I enjoy you to the fullest." He teases, seating himself back in his chair so he can lean forward and kiss at Hythlodaeus' hip bone, sucking on a the flesh a bit to leave his mark.
Hythlodaeus rests his hands on Emet-Selch's shoulders as he kisses at his hip, biting his lower lip.
"If I must... I am sure you will make it pleasant." He's certainly very close to his cock, and thoughts of Hades' lips around it fill his mind and make him exhale a soft sigh.
"Ah, but you are a tease when you wish to be, my love..." He runs a hand through his partner's hair, looking down at him fondly.
From Hythlodaeus' hip, Emet-Selch moves to the inside of his thigh where he leaves another mark, slowly but intently. Yes perhaps he is teasing a bit. And he's about to show off as well, familiar red leylines suddenly emerging from his form and twisting their way around Hythlodaeus' thighs to keep his legs apart.
Not that it would have been an issue, but again, he's showing off.
"And whose fault do you think that is?" He asks, before his fingers delicately wrap around the base of Hythlodaeus' cock. "You rubbed off on me after all these years." Azem too, but they don't need to talk about Azem.
That being said, he places a chaste, teasing kiss against the head before he takes it into his mouth.
The leylines around his thighs make him bite his lip, flushing. He's about to open his mouth and say something about how he'd like to rub something else off on him, but the kiss to his cock and then taking him into his mouth makes him sigh softly instead, closing his eyes briefly.
"Mm... you look so good down there."
He rests one hand on his shoulder, the other still combing through his hair, trying to stop himself from pressing into Emet-Selch's mouth too soon.
Though he wants to, Emet-Selch doesn't comment on those words, deciding instead to keep doing as he was. He licks along the underside of Hythlodaeus' cock before putting his mouth overtop of it. Then he takes it in as deeply as he can, allowing the tight muscles of his throat to constrict around the length.
Even the fingers in his hair are enough to bring him pleasure of his own, a shiver running through him as Hythlodaeus strokes through the strands. Maybe Emet-Selch does look good where he is, but Hythlodaeus looks exquisite, entangled with the leylines, bare on his desk as he sucks his cock, pulling back only to give little kisses to a thigh or his balls before he goes right back to it.
He gasps as Emet-Selch takes him in deep, hips twitching with the need to thrust forward. His toes curl as he tries to hold back, not wanting to ruin the other man's rhythm, and every kiss feels better than the last as he grips a little harder at Emet-Selch's hair.
Eventually he can't hold back, and his hips start to slowly rock back and forth into the wet heat of his lover's mouth. He doesn't want to come like this and he'll be careful to vocalise it if he thinks he's too close, but for now he's enjoying himself, looking down at Emet-Selch through his lashes, the hand that was on his shoulder moving to grip at the edge of the desk instead. He hopes this is as much of a turn on for Hades as it is for him...
When Hythlodaeus starts to rock along with what Emet-Selch is doing with his mouth, he gives a pleased hum, washing his tongue warmly over Hythlodaeus' cock as reward. Then he slowly draws back, making sure his lover is watching as he carefully licks his lips afterwards.
"Oh, very much so." He practically purrs up at Hythlodaeus before he leans in to kiss and lick along the shaft of his cock, sucking his sac. He doesn't want to finish here and now either but he definitely wants to make Hythlodaeus squirm.
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"Of course. This, of course, would be my office." He gestures grandly. It is extravagant indeed. Perhaps overly so, but that is Emet-Selch's style. Or at least that's what his style became. "Where all the important business is done." Naturally.
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He knows Emet-Selch has had a little bit of time to decorate, after all... and he works fast. "If I might make a suggestion, it could use a personal touch. Something from home, perhaps?"
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But he lifts a brow curiously. "A touch of home? Such as?"
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"'Tis your office to do with as you please, after all." He turns towards Emet-Selch again and slides in front of him where he's seated, back still to the desk.
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"But all the reminder I need is in front of me now."
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"Would you keep me in here forever, then? Should I simply come to work with you every day?"
Oh, but he would get nothing done... and they both know it.
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"But of course you should visit me here very often." And he'll be invited to all the shows he desires. Or to have some employment if he wants it, or anything else!
Right now it is just very enticing to see him leaning on the office furniture as he is. He brushes his fingers under Hythlodaeus's chin, leaning up to meet his lips for a kiss.
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He leans in to return the kiss, reaching over to cup his love's cheek in his hand. He isn't in much of a hurry to break the kiss either, humming a pleased sound as he deepens it.
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There is not so much to be done today, however, that he can't give Hythlodaeus his full attention for a while. They could break the place in a bit ...
"I think you would look rather beautiful pressed against this desk in other ways."
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"I would allow you to press me against every surface of this room, if that is what you wished." He murmurs it softly against Emet-Selch's lips, before nipping at his lower lip and pulling back to look down at him with a smirk.
"But the desk is a good starting point."
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The same hand gently tugs the front of Hythlodaeus's shirt to bring him down for a proper, deep kiss. For now, his work is forgotten.
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And when the kiss breaks, he's quick to shrug off his shirt, dumping it off to the side. "Perhaps you should move your work, lest it become a crumpled mess." Not that Hades couldn't simply fix it, of course. But if he wanted to save himself the trouble...
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Anyway, what's the point of owning extravagant rooms if you aren't going to use them to their fullest potential?
"That should be suitable, yes?" He repositions himself between Hythlodaeus' legs, capturing his lips again for a quick kiss before he moves his mouth to the slope of the neck instead.
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He pulls Emet-Selch closer as he kisses at his neck, closing his eyes and sighing out softly at the feeling. He's quick to start removing his lover's shirt in turn, pushing it out of the way and waiting for Emet-Selch to get rid of it before he runs his hands down his back and enjoys the kisses to his throat. He soon returns them, kissing along his shoulder and up to his jaw, nipping at the skin there teasingly. He wonders if Emet-Selch intends to bend him over the desk or lie him back- either option sends a little shiver of anticipation up his spine.
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Before he gets immediately to business, he lavishes Hythlodaeus with kisses and nips along his throat and collarbone, raking his fingernails lightly against his chest. "Shall we relieve you of your clothing?" He asks coyly, lifting his hand. Before Hythlodaeus answers, he snaps his fingers, doing the job for them.
Look if they're going to limit his power, he's going to do whatever he wants with what he's got left.
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"You forgot these." Well, he can help there even without magic. He starts to unbutton his partner's trousers and snakes a hand inside, palming at his cock through his underwear. "Ah, not to worry... I can relieve you of these just as quickly."
Even if teasing him first is more fun, as is apparent by the way he toys with his lover's cock through the fabric.
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In the meantime he stoops forward, kissing Hythlodaeus' lips and then his neck and chest, nipping at the flesh. He thinks he might like to bend the man over the desk, but they can have a little foreplay first as a treat.
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"Mm... you make it so difficult for me to wait." He can be patient when he really wants to be, but when Emet-Selch is teasing him like this he finds it hard to think of anything but how he wants the other man inside him.
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"You're the one who intruded upon my work, I think you can wait while I enjoy you to the fullest." He teases, seating himself back in his chair so he can lean forward and kiss at Hythlodaeus' hip bone, sucking on a the flesh a bit to leave his mark.
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"If I must... I am sure you will make it pleasant." He's certainly very close to his cock, and thoughts of Hades' lips around it fill his mind and make him exhale a soft sigh.
"Ah, but you are a tease when you wish to be, my love..." He runs a hand through his partner's hair, looking down at him fondly.
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Not that it would have been an issue, but again, he's showing off.
"And whose fault do you think that is?" He asks, before his fingers delicately wrap around the base of Hythlodaeus' cock. "You rubbed off on me after all these years." Azem too, but they don't need to talk about Azem.
That being said, he places a chaste, teasing kiss against the head before he takes it into his mouth.
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"Mm... you look so good down there."
He rests one hand on his shoulder, the other still combing through his hair, trying to stop himself from pressing into Emet-Selch's mouth too soon.
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Even the fingers in his hair are enough to bring him pleasure of his own, a shiver running through him as Hythlodaeus strokes through the strands. Maybe Emet-Selch does look good where he is, but Hythlodaeus looks exquisite, entangled with the leylines, bare on his desk as he sucks his cock, pulling back only to give little kisses to a thigh or his balls before he goes right back to it.
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Eventually he can't hold back, and his hips start to slowly rock back and forth into the wet heat of his lover's mouth. He doesn't want to come like this and he'll be careful to vocalise it if he thinks he's too close, but for now he's enjoying himself, looking down at Emet-Selch through his lashes, the hand that was on his shoulder moving to grip at the edge of the desk instead. He hopes this is as much of a turn on for Hades as it is for him...
"Enjoying yourself...?" Oh, he hopes so.
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"Oh, very much so." He practically purrs up at Hythlodaeus before he leans in to kiss and lick along the shaft of his cock, sucking his sac. He doesn't want to finish here and now either but he definitely wants to make Hythlodaeus squirm.
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