[The lower half of Hythlodaeus' body is no less toned than the rest of him, the lithe muscles of his thighs shifting as he's finally laid entirely bare until Hades' gaze. It's his turn to blush now, the flush of colour working its way down his cheekbones from his ears, and he feels so giddy and excited that he can barely contain it.
The things that smile does to him should be against some kind of law. Hades is such a handsome man and even more so with such a look on his face - it's all Hythlodaeus can do to not flip them again and kiss him until he can barely breathe. Behaving himself takes an effort and he curls his fingers against the pillow by his head as his breathing trembles on an inhale.]
And here I thought I had known you long enough that I had already reached the pinnacle of knowledge in how to irritate you.
[That he could find ways to annoy Hades more than he is already capable of is an interesting thought, though one quickly swept away by the man's teeth nipping against his skin and that wickedly clever hand—]
Oh, please... [Hythlodaeus gasps, his hips twitching up to that teasing touch. His brow furrows, fingers clenched into fabric while the other grips against Hades' back.
He had not realised how tightly wound he already was until that one touch threatened to shatter him.]
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Date: 2024-07-08 03:16 am (UTC)The things that smile does to him should be against some kind of law. Hades is such a handsome man and even more so with such a look on his face - it's all Hythlodaeus can do to not flip them again and kiss him until he can barely breathe. Behaving himself takes an effort and he curls his fingers against the pillow by his head as his breathing trembles on an inhale.]
And here I thought I had known you long enough that I had already reached the pinnacle of knowledge in how to irritate you.
[That he could find ways to annoy Hades more than he is already capable of is an interesting thought, though one quickly swept away by the man's teeth nipping against his skin and that wickedly clever hand—]
Oh, please... [Hythlodaeus gasps, his hips twitching up to that teasing touch. His brow furrows, fingers clenched into fabric while the other grips against Hades' back.
He had not realised how tightly wound he already was until that one touch threatened to shatter him.]
Don't make me beg.