[ Well, he doesn't want Hermes to think it's a requirement or expection. Ever. but that he even suggested ... he must be insistent on doing something. Hermes never just suggests intimacy out of the blue. Not to him anyway. ]
[ He's silent as Hermes leans in to kiss him, his response just as light but welcoming enough. He still doesn't want Hermes to think this is a necessary atonement or anything, but he will let the man do what makes him feel better about all of this.
As long as he doesn't have to exert himself too hard and reveal what a hypocrite he's been about his own nightmare. ]
Alright..
[ He exhales a little, like he'd been holding his breath. Why? But either way, he shifts back on the sofa a little, waiting to see if Hermes has a plan about this. ]
[With Emet-Selch seated he can move to take his place between his legs, dropping to his knees. A palm is placed on one thigh after another as he parts them to get closer, fingers moving to the waistband of his friend's pants. It's obvious what he intends to do. He just hopes he'll be okay with him doing this.
It isn't as if he has much practice...
Undoing the button and zipper of his pants he pulls his cock free, leaning down to give it a tentative kiss. His face is on fire but his embarrassment means little right now. There's a purpose behind this, after all.]
[ He must be okay with it, since he doesn't stop Hermes. He only watches curiously. He's serviced Hermes in such a way, way back when Hythlodaeus was also involved, but didn't really expect that Hermes would have an interest in swapping places.
Oh well, it's perfectly convenient for Emet-Selch in his current state.
Shifting a bit as Hermes frees his cock, he clears his throat. Well, red face aside, Hermes does look good down there... Zodiark help him. ]
[He doesn't look up at Hades, opting to focus on what he's set out to do instead. Lashes lowered he swirls his tongue around the head of his cock before taking him past his lips.
Is he embarrassed doing this? Absolutely...but he doesn't know what else he can do. It may seem silly to think in such a way but he's desperate - he always has been. If he can atone just a little bit somehow...]
[ For now, Emet-Selch continues to watch, lips twitching lightly as Hermes puts his tongue to him. Even for him it's a little embarrassing, but there's nothing to do about that right now.
He's reacting quick enough, hardening to Hermes' ministrations. That's all that matters he supposes. With a subtle grunt, he glances off to the side. ]
[Maybe he shouldn't be doing this. In fact, what is he doing? Why did he think this was a good idea? This isn't a good idea...sure Hades' body is responding but is he into it? He's not put off is he?
Keeping his eyes low all he can do is focus entirely on getting the other man off, flattening his tongue against the underside of his shaft as he licks up to the tip, only to finally take him within his mouth to suck him off properly, bobbing his head as he settles into a rhythm.]
[ Well, whether it was a good idea or not, he can't just stop now. Hades' body is, at the very least, responding well enough. It's just that he's as embarrassed as Hermes is. No one needs to know that, of course. But it's true.
It's when the warmth of his tongue slides over the sensitive tip of his cock that he finally shudders out loud, thighs tensing as the arousal truly rushes over him. He'd been getting hard already of course, but it's as though that decides it, and he's standing at near full attention as soon as Hermes takes him fully into his mouth. He feels his voice try to catch in his throat, placing a hand over his lips. ]
[Hermes certainly needs more practice doing this sort of thing, but he's by no means terrible at it. As he bobs his head down on Hades' cock, he moans quietly himself, sound muffled by virtue of his mouth being full. He is, at the very least, doing his best.
As he keeps up a rhythm, Hermes lets his hands massage his friend's thighs, thumbs pressing into muscle. The shudder and sound he gets out of Hades is encouraging. Hopefully he can draw more out of him.]
[ At least it's difficult to be truly terrible at it, too. Hermes knows what he likes and therefore can assume that Hades is more or less the same, with the same anatomy and all. And he is, the feel of Hermes' moan around him coaxing a heated sigh out of him as well.
It certainly doesn't take long for him to become fully hard in Hermes' mouth, and for the urge to move his hips along with this rhythm the man has created. He refrains for now, bunching his fingers up against the couch in lieu of having actual fabric to tug on there. Eventually Hermes does get more sounds out of him, a low moan when his cock is taken just deep enough to force it out. ]
[The sigh he hears is at least a signal that he's doing something right, along with the way Hades' hips begin to move against his mouth. The low moan has him attempting to take him deeper, although he stops short of taking him entirely down his throat. He doesn't have enough practice for that.
Still he does his best, a hand sliding over from his thigh to gently cup his balls and squeeze, tongue flat on the underside of his shaft. It always felt good for him, so hopefully it would for his friend.]
Hermes- [ He grunts as he's taken a bit deeper, Hermes' fingers toying with him as well. It's almost like he's trying to complain, except that would be truly silly. Perhaps he just didn't fully expect it to feel this good, or to get in the mood quite as easily.
Yet here he is, fingers eventually leaving the couch to tangle into Hermes' dark hair and tug lightly as he coasts toward his climax, hips lifting occasionally off the cushions as he's unable to hold back completely. ]
[The fingers in his hair serve as encouragement as he's pulled toward him, doing his best to take him deeper and deeper. The bucking of hips has him gripping a thigh to steady himself, but he doesn't limit his movement. If this is how Emet-Selch wants to use him right now he's more than fine with it.
With a few more deliberate licks and sucks he moves quicker in a bid to draw his release out of him. Just how long could he last?]
[ Though he's taking care not to thrust too hard or too deep when Hermes might not be able to take it, it's getting more difficult to hold back. It seems though that he isn't going to last forever, as the way Hermes speeds his movements up pulls Emet-Selch right up near his release.
With a shaky breath and moan that follows, his muscles tense tightly as he comes, lifting off the sofa a little bit as the climax moves through him like a hot spark. It leaves him breathless and weak once it finally begins to die down again. ]
[As soon as Emet-Selch's release hits he's bracing himself to swallow, hands on his thighs, squeezing. There's only so much he can manage though, being inexperienced when it comes to doing this sort of thing. Eventually he has to pull back with a small gasp, some of his release trickling out past the corner of his mouth. Flushed he wipes it away with the back of his hand, looking off to the side.]
[ Emet-Selch takes a moment, his heart racing as his body relaxes and winds down from the rather sudden orgasm. Perhaps Hermes isn't experienced at it, but his intent was quite clearly enough. It's even almost a little embarrassing the way he's out of breath and Hermes is looking off to nowhere as he wipes his mouth. Zodiark help him. ]
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[His hands settle on Hades' shoulders as he averts his gaze.]
Mayhap I could make you feel good...
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That's not...
[ Well, he doesn't want Hermes to think it's a requirement or expection. Ever. but that he even suggested ... he must be insistent on doing something. Hermes never just suggests intimacy out of the blue. Not to him anyway. ]
If you insist, then fine.
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[Nervously he leans in to press a kiss to Hades' lips. It's a light, brief contact, but there's promise of more.]
Pray, make yourself comfortable and let me take care of you.
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As long as he doesn't have to exert himself too hard and reveal what a hypocrite he's been about his own nightmare. ]
Alright..
[ He exhales a little, like he'd been holding his breath. Why? But either way, he shifts back on the sofa a little, waiting to see if Hermes has a plan about this. ]
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It isn't as if he has much practice...
Undoing the button and zipper of his pants he pulls his cock free, leaning down to give it a tentative kiss. His face is on fire but his embarrassment means little right now. There's a purpose behind this, after all.]
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Oh well, it's perfectly convenient for Emet-Selch in his current state.
Shifting a bit as Hermes frees his cock, he clears his throat. Well, red face aside, Hermes does look good down there... Zodiark help him. ]
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Is he embarrassed doing this? Absolutely...but he doesn't know what else he can do. It may seem silly to think in such a way but he's desperate - he always has been. If he can atone just a little bit somehow...]
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He's reacting quick enough, hardening to Hermes' ministrations. That's all that matters he supposes. With a subtle grunt, he glances off to the side. ]
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Keeping his eyes low all he can do is focus entirely on getting the other man off, flattening his tongue against the underside of his shaft as he licks up to the tip, only to finally take him within his mouth to suck him off properly, bobbing his head as he settles into a rhythm.]
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It's when the warmth of his tongue slides over the sensitive tip of his cock that he finally shudders out loud, thighs tensing as the arousal truly rushes over him. He'd been getting hard already of course, but it's as though that decides it, and he's standing at near full attention as soon as Hermes takes him fully into his mouth. He feels his voice try to catch in his throat, placing a hand over his lips. ]
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As he keeps up a rhythm, Hermes lets his hands massage his friend's thighs, thumbs pressing into muscle. The shudder and sound he gets out of Hades is encouraging. Hopefully he can draw more out of him.]
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It certainly doesn't take long for him to become fully hard in Hermes' mouth, and for the urge to move his hips along with this rhythm the man has created. He refrains for now, bunching his fingers up against the couch in lieu of having actual fabric to tug on there. Eventually Hermes does get more sounds out of him, a low moan when his cock is taken just deep enough to force it out. ]
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Still he does his best, a hand sliding over from his thigh to gently cup his balls and squeeze, tongue flat on the underside of his shaft. It always felt good for him, so hopefully it would for his friend.]
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Yet here he is, fingers eventually leaving the couch to tangle into Hermes' dark hair and tug lightly as he coasts toward his climax, hips lifting occasionally off the cushions as he's unable to hold back completely. ]
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With a few more deliberate licks and sucks he moves quicker in a bid to draw his release out of him. Just how long could he last?]
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With a shaky breath and moan that follows, his muscles tense tightly as he comes, lifting off the sofa a little bit as the climax moves through him like a hot spark. It leaves him breathless and weak once it finally begins to die down again. ]
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...Was that satisfactory?
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... I think you know the answer to that already.