Perhaps it is just him, but there's no harm in wanting to hear that a particular look really struck Hythlodaeus' fancy. He supposes he will have to experiment more with various fashion choices. Oh no, how terrible, whatever will he do.
He laughs a bit at what Hythlodaeus tells him to keep on. "That so?" He has no complaints, that's less work to do, but it amuses him nonetheless. Bracing himself with a hand on either side of his lover's head and shoulders, he leans down to kiss Hythlodaeus. Though eventually he shifts his weight to one side so a hand can drag over that peeking arousal. He makes no move to dispose of the lacy covering just yet. He has permission to indulge, after all!
The laugh warms him, and he chuckles in return before letting out a soft sound at the feel of Emet-Selch's fingers over his cock. He kisses back lazily, shifting underneath his lover and pushing his hips forward a little, riled up and eager.
His hands wander as they please, but he doesn't make much effort to touch Hades' cock in return. He seems more interested in feeling over his body, pushing his shirt up as he traces over the muscles of his back, then letting it fall back down again as he grabs a handful of his ass with a grin. He does enjoy appreciating his love this way, impatient as he is.
Though his own cock aches for attention, he cannot be disappointed in what Hythlodaeus does choose to touch and indulge in. Any way those fingers drift over his body are enough to get him to sigh contentedly, to get his blood pumping in ways that no one and nothing else possibly can. He stops the roaming his mouth is doing over Hythlodaeus’ chin and throat when he feels the other get a good grab of his ass though, raising a brow at him. “Find something you like, did you?” Tsk tsk tsk. He shakes his head and then goes right back to his business.
That hand that had been teasing Hythlodaeus’ length through the lace strokes more fervently now, pushing the fabric aside with every downward motion. Eventually he does push them all the way down, tugging the ties at the sides so they can pull the fabric completely away. Shame to be rid of them, but there’s more exciting things to do. His slender fingers trace along his lover’s balls and the underside of his cock as he watches him; adoring and predatory at the same time. He just wants to hear Hythlodaeus speak, whether it’s to ask or demand or anything in between.
"Heheh..." His only response to the comment is to giggle, before letting out a breathy sigh as Emet-Selch's movements get rougher. When the fabric comes away and his lover begins to touch him properly he moans, meeting Emet-Selch's gaze with as much adoration in return.
"You won't hold back tonight, will you, love?" He lowers his lashes, smiling. "If I am not terribly sore all over after tonight, I will be disappointed..." He loves it when Emet-Selch lets go. He's not looking for gentle, not tonight.
"Not if you don't wish me to." As if he could deny Hythlodaeus anything. He could try, but he seldom succeeds. Not his fault he likes to gentle, tender moments with his lover more than anything else, though. He's had eons for less meaningful romps in bed. It's different when Hythlodaeus asks for it though, of course. He just wants to make him happy.
That being said, he bends down to kiss Hythlodaeus hard and fast, pulling away so he can press more kisses to collar bone and chest and stomach. His hand continues to stroke the newly freed erection until he gets down low enough to bring it to his lips, tongue lashing out to tease the tip before he bestows little kisses and nips.
Hythlodaeus loves the gentle moments too, but tonight he wants to be ravaged. He doesn't see why it can't be just as meaningful- or indeed, why they can't have the tender moment afterwards.
When Emet-Selch gets low enough to begin teasing his cock with his lips and tongue he lets out a moan, stroking a hand through his hair gently before balling it into a fist and smirking a little.
"Oh, but you look so good down there..." He holds Emet-Selch in that position for a brief moment before letting go of his hair again and running his fingers lightly over his cheek.
It is true that no matter how they go about it, it will always be meaningful with Hythlodaeus. He does not care enough either way to make a fuss about it, simply happy to be with his lover freely like this (even if they had to leave the Lifestream for it).
He removes his lips from Hythlodaeus' cock just briefly enough to answer. "Only for you." Sucking anybody else's (okay, perhaps not other Ancients as well) cock is simply too boring and too tedious. But it's more than worth it to hear and feel and see his lover's responses to him when he takes him back in and begins a greedy rhythm as he teases with his tongue.
Hythlodaeus' fingers in his hair feel wonderful as well, and he closes his eyes to it. Hard to focus on what he's doing when he wants to be touched so bad, but waiting will make it all the better.
Letting out a soft, fond chuckle, it soon melts into another moan as Emet-Selch gets to work on his cock. He shifts under him, trying not to arch his hips up too much, and he watches intently as if trying to commit the scene to memory.
Eventually, as his breath starts to pick up, he closes his eyes and rests his head back against the pillow. He's soon leaking precum, shuddering a little as he submits fully to what his lover is doing to him. He won't come like this, not yet, but it feels good enough that his toes curl and he makes soft sounds of pleasure every time Hades' tongue flicks over the slit or he sucks on him in just the right way.
Hades continues to work Hythlodaeus' cock, ignoring the precum and his shuddering movements until it seems like he might not last much longer. Then he slowly pulls his mouth away, wetting his lips as he smiles up at his lover and pulls himself back up to face him properly.
"How may I convince you to make more of those particular sounds, I wonder?" Music to his ears.
"Mm... I am sure you could do almost anything to me at this point and I'd enjoy it."
He smiles back and pulls him in for a brief kiss, humming with pleasure as he tastes himself on Emet-Selch's lips. "You're a creative man. Try anything your heart desires."
I trust you goes unspoken, but it's obvious from the way he speaks that he does. And the way he looks at Emet-Selch with such an adoring gaze... yes, truly, Emet-Selch could try anything and he'd be fine with it.
"Now you simply offer me too much power." He teases gently, even though everyone that knows Emet-Selch as he is now knows he enjoys a little powertrip here and there. Almost as much as he likes being utterly wrecked by Hythlodaeus. Almost.
He presses against his lover's chest firmly, getting him to lie down for him as he languidly strokes his cock again. "Very well. Let's see what we can get up to." He admires Hythlodaeus bare and stretched out before him as he continues to fondle him, lowering himself enough to lick at his nipples.
Though he often prefers to "cheat" with magic (and to show off), he decides to stay traditional today, pulling away only to coat his fingers with a clear, warming lube before he teases at his partner's entrance with one digit and then two. He knows starting off too little would just be boring for the both of them.
"Heh... enjoy it, my love." He lies back as instructed and sighs as his nipples are teased, and he resists the urge to press down on those fingers once they begin to push into him. Instead he keeps himself still, eyes closing and lips parting in a silent sound of pleasure, as Emet-Selch warms him up.
He loves the feeling of being filled this way, when magicks aren't involved. But he always was one for going the more 'interesting' route... if you use magic for everything, surely you miss out. And certainly he would not want to have to miss out on this, the feeling of Emet-Selch stretching him out by hand.
"I would surrender myself to you over and over, you know this."
Magic often makes things better, but there is something to be said about the way Hythlodaeus reacts when he simply uses his hands and a nice lubricant. He presses in deeply, pulling back only so he can thrust his fingers in deep again. A third is added when he feels the time is right.
“I do know this,” he agrees with a nod, near mesmerized by the sight of Hythlodaeus’ face. His cock strains for attention, but he can be patient, making sure his lover is fully ready for him before anything else. Besides, he is very much enjoying just watching, too.
"Good. And you shan't forget." He says this almost to reassure himself than to actually mean anything to Hythlodaeus. Emet-Selch has spent so many long years with broken pieces, broken memories ...
"Now, now," he teases Hythlodaeus, slowly pulling his fingers away. But he's more than ready to move on as well, if not even more impatient than his partner at the moment.
Without further argument, he slicks his cock up with the lube as well, replacing it where his fingers had been at Hythlodaeus' entrance. When the moment is just right, that he knows Hythlodaeus is ready and his body will accept him wonderfully, he pushes in, moaning softly at how good it feels. Every time is as good as the first, with Hythlodaeus. And what a novel thing that is.
Emet-Selch shudders in pleasure as Hythlodaeus squeezes nicely around his cock. Once he’s buried deep, he turns his head slightly to kiss the palm at his cheek. “If only I had realized.” Of course, there is no point in regretting such things now. So many years have passed, they’re both at the end of their journey and reunited.
Still, what would life have been like had they confessed their feelings so much earlier?
He wouldn’t want to admit to it, but even hearing the word “love” from Hythlodaeus’ lips has him flushing softly. “But yes,” he says, beginning to move his hips in steady thrusts, “I suppose that it does.”
The flush has him smiling, pulling Emet-Selch down for a kiss as his lover thrusts inside him. Tender moments like this... they could have had so many more, it's true. But he can't regret what they did have, because all of it was just as wonderful. Blissful days and serene nights. It was all perfect.
And now that he and Emet-Selch have confessed how they feel, they needn't hold back ever again. So he looks up at Emet-Selch with that smile still on his lips, wanting to see him flush more but also wanting to profess how he feels.
"My love... oh, you have no idea how my heart swells every time I look upon you."
The kiss is a nice distraction from his burning cheeks, or so he thinks anyway. It occupies Hythlodaeus' lips just as much so he can't make a smarmy comment about it. Of course he could always get away with things like that though. Even as they part, he kisses Hythlodaeus' cheek and brow and throat again and again, as though addicted, intoxicated.
"Oh but I do." He replies, nearly breathless as he continues to rock into his lover. Where once there was only grief and longing, now there is pure love and devotion. This is not the best place in the world, but he does not know what he did to deserve being with Hythlodaeus like this again and he is not going to ask.
"Because mine could burst simply thinking of you at my side." Really, truly at his side.
"And by your side I shall remain, for good or for ill." He giggles as he's kissed, hand touching at Emet-Selch's cheek as he smiles slyly up at him.
"My, but you wear that blush well, my dear." He pulls him in for another kiss before he can complain, and when he pulls back to let out a low moan he runs his hands down Emet-Selch's back, then up again, as if trying to touch every part of him. "I cannot get enough of you... I need more."
"I am ever grateful." He murmurs, at least able to get the sentiment out before Hythlodaeus makes that blush on his cheeks even darker. Very sly of him to distract Emet-Selch with a kiss then. His muffled sound of protest is easily eaten up by the gesture, the haughty response dying as he melts into the affection willingly.
When they part, it seems he's all but forgotten that he was embarrassed about it in the first place, looking upon Hythlodaeus like he's the most precious thing he's ever seen (he really is sickeningly sentimental, isn't he). "And you can have all of me that you desire."
It's his turn to flush under such an intense gaze, but he's smiling warmly all the same. He hooks his legs around Emet-Selch's hips and reaches down to stroke himself, letting out a shuddering breath at the pleasure he feels.
"Faster, then... I want to feel your passion for me, Hades."
"Mm.." He hums, the sight of Hythlodaeus touching himself so erotic and lovely. Of course he can't resist such a request either, and wordlessly he complies. Holding his lover's hips, he begins to thrust into him faster, forgetting and reservations that might have been in the way.
He gets quicker still even, watching Hythlodaeus' expression carefully to see the exact pace that he likes the best. Eventually too he reaches to touch Hythlodaeus' cock himself. Beautiful as it is to watch him touch himself, he wants to bring the one to bring him all the pleasure.
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He laughs a bit at what Hythlodaeus tells him to keep on. "That so?" He has no complaints, that's less work to do, but it amuses him nonetheless. Bracing himself with a hand on either side of his lover's head and shoulders, he leans down to kiss Hythlodaeus. Though eventually he shifts his weight to one side so a hand can drag over that peeking arousal. He makes no move to dispose of the lacy covering just yet. He has permission to indulge, after all!
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His hands wander as they please, but he doesn't make much effort to touch Hades' cock in return. He seems more interested in feeling over his body, pushing his shirt up as he traces over the muscles of his back, then letting it fall back down again as he grabs a handful of his ass with a grin. He does enjoy appreciating his love this way, impatient as he is.
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That hand that had been teasing Hythlodaeus’ length through the lace strokes more fervently now, pushing the fabric aside with every downward motion. Eventually he does push them all the way down, tugging the ties at the sides so they can pull the fabric completely away. Shame to be rid of them, but there’s more exciting things to do. His slender fingers trace along his lover’s balls and the underside of his cock as he watches him; adoring and predatory at the same time. He just wants to hear Hythlodaeus speak, whether it’s to ask or demand or anything in between.
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"You won't hold back tonight, will you, love?" He lowers his lashes, smiling. "If I am not terribly sore all over after tonight, I will be disappointed..." He loves it when Emet-Selch lets go. He's not looking for gentle, not tonight.
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That being said, he bends down to kiss Hythlodaeus hard and fast, pulling away so he can press more kisses to collar bone and chest and stomach. His hand continues to stroke the newly freed erection until he gets down low enough to bring it to his lips, tongue lashing out to tease the tip before he bestows little kisses and nips.
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When Emet-Selch gets low enough to begin teasing his cock with his lips and tongue he lets out a moan, stroking a hand through his hair gently before balling it into a fist and smirking a little.
"Oh, but you look so good down there..." He holds Emet-Selch in that position for a brief moment before letting go of his hair again and running his fingers lightly over his cheek.
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He removes his lips from Hythlodaeus' cock just briefly enough to answer. "Only for you." Sucking anybody else's (okay, perhaps not other Ancients as well) cock is simply too boring and too tedious. But it's more than worth it to hear and feel and see his lover's responses to him when he takes him back in and begins a greedy rhythm as he teases with his tongue.
Hythlodaeus' fingers in his hair feel wonderful as well, and he closes his eyes to it. Hard to focus on what he's doing when he wants to be touched so bad, but waiting will make it all the better.
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Eventually, as his breath starts to pick up, he closes his eyes and rests his head back against the pillow. He's soon leaking precum, shuddering a little as he submits fully to what his lover is doing to him. He won't come like this, not yet, but it feels good enough that his toes curl and he makes soft sounds of pleasure every time Hades' tongue flicks over the slit or he sucks on him in just the right way.
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"How may I convince you to make more of those particular sounds, I wonder?" Music to his ears.
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He smiles back and pulls him in for a brief kiss, humming with pleasure as he tastes himself on Emet-Selch's lips. "You're a creative man. Try anything your heart desires."
I trust you goes unspoken, but it's obvious from the way he speaks that he does. And the way he looks at Emet-Selch with such an adoring gaze... yes, truly, Emet-Selch could try anything and he'd be fine with it.
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He presses against his lover's chest firmly, getting him to lie down for him as he languidly strokes his cock again. "Very well. Let's see what we can get up to." He admires Hythlodaeus bare and stretched out before him as he continues to fondle him, lowering himself enough to lick at his nipples.
Though he often prefers to "cheat" with magic (and to show off), he decides to stay traditional today, pulling away only to coat his fingers with a clear, warming lube before he teases at his partner's entrance with one digit and then two. He knows starting off too little would just be boring for the both of them.
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He loves the feeling of being filled this way, when magicks aren't involved. But he always was one for going the more 'interesting' route... if you use magic for everything, surely you miss out. And certainly he would not want to have to miss out on this, the feeling of Emet-Selch stretching him out by hand.
"I would surrender myself to you over and over, you know this."
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“I do know this,” he agrees with a nod, near mesmerized by the sight of Hythlodaeus’ face. His cock strains for attention, but he can be patient, making sure his lover is fully ready for him before anything else. Besides, he is very much enjoying just watching, too.
“And you know I am the same, yes?”
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He pushes down on the fingers, rolling his hips and letting out a sigh. "You always make me feel so good..."
It just feels more fulfilling with Emet-Selch. Like it was meant to be, every time.
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"Now, now," he teases Hythlodaeus, slowly pulling his fingers away. But he's more than ready to move on as well, if not even more impatient than his partner at the moment.
Without further argument, he slicks his cock up with the lube as well, replacing it where his fingers had been at Hythlodaeus' entrance. When the moment is just right, that he knows Hythlodaeus is ready and his body will accept him wonderfully, he pushes in, moaning softly at how good it feels. Every time is as good as the first, with Hythlodaeus. And what a novel thing that is.
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"You have always occupied my mind in some way... for as long as I can remember." Spreading his legs a little more, he cups Emet-Selch's cheek.
"But I suppose that is what love does to somebody, isn't it?"
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Still, what would life have been like had they confessed their feelings so much earlier?
He wouldn’t want to admit to it, but even hearing the word “love” from Hythlodaeus’ lips has him flushing softly. “But yes,” he says, beginning to move his hips in steady thrusts, “I suppose that it does.”
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And now that he and Emet-Selch have confessed how they feel, they needn't hold back ever again. So he looks up at Emet-Selch with that smile still on his lips, wanting to see him flush more but also wanting to profess how he feels.
"My love... oh, you have no idea how my heart swells every time I look upon you."
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"Oh but I do." He replies, nearly breathless as he continues to rock into his lover. Where once there was only grief and longing, now there is pure love and devotion. This is not the best place in the world, but he does not know what he did to deserve being with Hythlodaeus like this again and he is not going to ask.
"Because mine could burst simply thinking of you at my side." Really, truly at his side.
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"My, but you wear that blush well, my dear." He pulls him in for another kiss before he can complain, and when he pulls back to let out a low moan he runs his hands down Emet-Selch's back, then up again, as if trying to touch every part of him. "I cannot get enough of you... I need more."
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When they part, it seems he's all but forgotten that he was embarrassed about it in the first place, looking upon Hythlodaeus like he's the most precious thing he's ever seen (he really is sickeningly sentimental, isn't he). "And you can have all of me that you desire."
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"Faster, then... I want to feel your passion for me, Hades."
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He gets quicker still even, watching Hythlodaeus' expression carefully to see the exact pace that he likes the best. Eventually too he reaches to touch Hythlodaeus' cock himself. Beautiful as it is to watch him touch himself, he wants to bring the one to bring him all the pleasure.