[ Hermes is also, thankfully, unaware of how offensive it is that he’s doing such a good job of wooing Emet-Selch to his side. How absurd! And yet his gestures are so gentle and his intentions so good… ]
I will.
[ He bends his knees, allowing himself to sit on the mattress then, reaching to help Hermes down beside him. And yes his cheeks happen to be a little flushed but who’s asking. ]
[If he knew he was actually being successful, he'd flounder from the realization. It's best he doesn't know he has an innate charm - he'd just overthink it. As he joins Emet-Selch at his side on the mattress the flush to his friend's cheeks doesn't go unnoticed. Hermes doesn't point it out though. He doesn't want to embarrass him and in turn feel embarrassed.
Instead he takes Emet-Selch's agreement as permission to lean in to kiss him, the contact gentle with a hint of shyness. Despite him taking the lead here, of him attempting to be confident, he's still unable to escape his soft-hearted nature.]
[ It's that soft-heartedness that gets to Emet-Selch, especially since he was chided for his own for such a long time. Of course he loves the Unsundered deeply and dearly, but they were never gentle. Life has not been gentle, for many, many long years.
He is grateful that nothing is said for his flushed cheeks though, and readily accepts the kiss to distract from any further possibility of mentioning it. Stupid Hermes doesn't even realize that Hades is completely ready to open up to him and let him do as he likes. His fingers sift through the short, sleek strands of Hermes' hair as he keeps him close.
This is not the journey he intended to set out upon, but he is reluctant to leave now that he's here.
[He doesn't realize at all and perhaps it is for the best that he doesn't. Hermes' innate nature was that of a gentle heart which was why he had so much trouble fitting in in their society. It's that gentleness that he gives freely to Emet-Selch as he kisses him, letting his hands ghost up his sides. He parts his lips briefly for a moment, at the sensation of fingers in his hair.
It's nice. It's lovely even. If only he could always feel like this. If only he could make Hades feel lovely too. He hopes he can.]
[ Hades really has no doubt about that, even if he's a bit surprised by this turn of events. Apparently a Sundering and thousands of lifetimes later really can soften you up a bit. Yes they would have shunned him in Amaurot too for showing too gentle a heart but here it's fine. It's probably fine.
Being gentle and quiet with Hermes on occasion is surely harmless.
He sighs faintly, contentedly up until they feel a need to part from their kiss, and then he huffs a bit. ]
[Praise is something Hermes craves. He can't even deny it. Praise coming from Emet-Selch of all people has a certain richness to it that compliments from others can't match up to. Maybe it's because he's stingy with it and has high standards, or that's how Hermes sees him at least. Not that he'd ever tell him that.
He leans in again, noses bumping as he pecks his lips.]
[ Hermes is just so sincere it's hard to even tease him, which only makes Emet-Selch want to sulk about it all the more. The sweetness of Hermes' actions make his heart twist and his stomach flutter, and he huffs again softly. Stupid sexy Hermes. ]
So let's get on with it already...
[ He mumbles against their kisses, even though his cheeks are flushed, and his interest is becoming more and more apparent in the rest of his body. He's really looking forward to this now, in a much different way than how he started. ]
[The mumbled grumble out of Emet-Selch has Hermes chuckling softly against his lips.]
As you wish.
[His hands find purchase atop his friend's shoulders as he shifts to push him back onto the mattress. With a bit of shuffling he straddles him gently, leaning down to press his chest flush against his, to feel his heartbeat against his own.]
[ At least Emet-Selch goes back without a fuss, though those butterflies in his chest and stomach are still harassing him mercilessly. He groans very softly as Hermes straddles over him, wanting to feel him. ]
What now?
[ He asks, wondering what Hermes has in mind, or if indeed he needs guidance. Of course, he's doing pretty well so far and doesn't even realize it. Silly man. Then again, Emet-Selch is just pretending that he still has control of the situation himself, so he's also quite silly. ]
[There's a soft, playful little hum out of the overseer, as he looks down at his friend. There are a few ways this encounter could go - it just depends on how bold Hermes is feeling and ultimately what Emet-Selch wants.]
I was thinking that I could be inside you for once...if you weren't averse to the idea.
[It's not something they've done before, after all.]
[ 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. ]
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I will.
[ He bends his knees, allowing himself to sit on the mattress then, reaching to help Hermes down beside him. And yes his cheeks happen to be a little flushed but who’s asking. ]
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Instead he takes Emet-Selch's agreement as permission to lean in to kiss him, the contact gentle with a hint of shyness. Despite him taking the lead here, of him attempting to be confident, he's still unable to escape his soft-hearted nature.]
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He is grateful that nothing is said for his flushed cheeks though, and readily accepts the kiss to distract from any further possibility of mentioning it. Stupid Hermes doesn't even realize that Hades is completely ready to open up to him and let him do as he likes. His fingers sift through the short, sleek strands of Hermes' hair as he keeps him close.
This is not the journey he intended to set out upon, but he is reluctant to leave now that he's here.
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It's nice. It's lovely even. If only he could always feel like this. If only he could make Hades feel lovely too. He hopes he can.]
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Being gentle and quiet with Hermes on occasion is surely harmless.
He sighs faintly, contentedly up until they feel a need to part from their kiss, and then he huffs a bit. ]
Well you've gotten good at that I suppose.
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[Praise is something Hermes craves. He can't even deny it. Praise coming from Emet-Selch of all people has a certain richness to it that compliments from others can't match up to. Maybe it's because he's stingy with it and has high standards, or that's how Hermes sees him at least. Not that he'd ever tell him that.
He leans in again, noses bumping as he pecks his lips.]
Full glad I am to hear I've improved.
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So let's get on with it already...
[ He mumbles against their kisses, even though his cheeks are flushed, and his interest is becoming more and more apparent in the rest of his body. He's really looking forward to this now, in a much different way than how he started. ]
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As you wish.
[His hands find purchase atop his friend's shoulders as he shifts to push him back onto the mattress. With a bit of shuffling he straddles him gently, leaning down to press his chest flush against his, to feel his heartbeat against his own.]
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What now?
[ He asks, wondering what Hermes has in mind, or if indeed he needs guidance. Of course, he's doing pretty well so far and doesn't even realize it. Silly man.
Then again, Emet-Selch is just pretending that he still has control of the situation himself, so he's also quite silly. ]
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[There's a soft, playful little hum out of the overseer, as he looks down at his friend. There are a few ways this encounter could go - it just depends on how bold Hermes is feeling and ultimately what Emet-Selch wants.]
I was thinking that I could be inside you for once...if you weren't averse to the idea.
[It's not something they've done before, after all.]
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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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