[Hythlodaeus hums softly. He's putting up a good front - this is hardly his first time bedding someone - but the pit of his stomach flutters with nervous anticipation as he can only hope that after so long a wait his performance is not in any way a disappointment.
Hades sits, suddenly appearing so prim and proper that it makes Hythlodaeus giggle, and he moves over to the other man to cup his jawline with both hands. He leans down to kiss him, first light and then pressing in more deeply as he urges his soon-to-be lover up along the bed and then onto his back, where he leans over him and slides one knee up between his thighs.
Their surroundings only become all the more striking under such conditions. He could fool himself that they were home again, that he had not waited so long after all, that...
He sits up to shrug a layer off. His light jacket (not wanting to deprive Hades of undressing him in turn) before his fingers set to work sliding open each button of the other man's shirt. Once the fabric parts he presses a warm and lingering kiss to the centre of Hades' chest and lingers there a moment to listen to his heart beating.
Surely the most beautiful sound he has ever heard... Yet that opinion still has time to be amended tonight.
His lips quickly find Hades' again, all that warming passion in the kiss while he gently pins one of the man's hands just above his head and slowly, almost experimentally rolls his thigh down against Hades' groin.]
Will you tell me what you like? [He asks softly, barely parting from him for the words.] Or am I to be granted the pleasure of trying things until I find out?
[Would Hades even have the patience for that? Would Hythlodaeus? He can already feel his skin burning under his clothes.]
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Date: 2024-05-31 01:59 pm (UTC)Hades sits, suddenly appearing so prim and proper that it makes Hythlodaeus giggle, and he moves over to the other man to cup his jawline with both hands. He leans down to kiss him, first light and then pressing in more deeply as he urges his soon-to-be lover up along the bed and then onto his back, where he leans over him and slides one knee up between his thighs.
Their surroundings only become all the more striking under such conditions. He could fool himself that they were home again, that he had not waited so long after all, that...
He sits up to shrug a layer off. His light jacket (not wanting to deprive Hades of undressing him in turn) before his fingers set to work sliding open each button of the other man's shirt. Once the fabric parts he presses a warm and lingering kiss to the centre of Hades' chest and lingers there a moment to listen to his heart beating.
Surely the most beautiful sound he has ever heard... Yet that opinion still has time to be amended tonight.
His lips quickly find Hades' again, all that warming passion in the kiss while he gently pins one of the man's hands just above his head and slowly, almost experimentally rolls his thigh down against Hades' groin.]
Will you tell me what you like? [He asks softly, barely parting from him for the words.] Or am I to be granted the pleasure of trying things until I find out?
[Would Hades even have the patience for that? Would Hythlodaeus? He can already feel his skin burning under his clothes.]