[Hythlodaeus' approval of the change in position is given clearly enough in how his breath catches again, in the softly whining moan that stirs up in the back of his throat, in how his fingertips dig bluntly against Hades' shoulder while his other hand curls into the sheets. He can barely take his eyes off the other man's but there's an odd sort of urgency in his gaze, as if he fears that should he break away even for a moment something might be lost.
Perhaps that he might be lost.]
Hades...
[He rocks himself up into the other man's grip, biting his own lip to hold in another sound as a shudder of pleasure runs through him from head to foot. As delightful as the idea of taking control of Hades had been he cannot help but find a delerious kind of satisfaction in this turn of events.]
I think-- Nnh... I think... there is little you could do that would not please me.
[Stars, but that extra heat and friction against his cock is almost maddening. He gulps in another breath that turns into a shivering, shaking moan, his hand curling so his fingernails dent into Hades' skin.
He whines the other man's name again, softly, and how funny it is that he could be so unused to this now. Hythlodaeus is no stranger to his own body nor to having other's hands and lips upon it, so how is it that Hades can make it all seem so very new? He gives the shoulder under his vice-grip a little tug, trying to pull his lover up for a kiss.]
Mmn--... you're so good, my Hades... [A quick breath puffs out of him.] Do be sure not to neglect your own pleasure, won't you..?
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Date: 2024-07-29 01:04 am (UTC)Perhaps that he might be lost.]
Hades...
[He rocks himself up into the other man's grip, biting his own lip to hold in another sound as a shudder of pleasure runs through him from head to foot. As delightful as the idea of taking control of Hades had been he cannot help but find a delerious kind of satisfaction in this turn of events.]
I think-- Nnh... I think... there is little you could do that would not please me.
[Stars, but that extra heat and friction against his cock is almost maddening. He gulps in another breath that turns into a shivering, shaking moan, his hand curling so his fingernails dent into Hades' skin.
He whines the other man's name again, softly, and how funny it is that he could be so unused to this now. Hythlodaeus is no stranger to his own body nor to having other's hands and lips upon it, so how is it that Hades can make it all seem so very new? He gives the shoulder under his vice-grip a little tug, trying to pull his lover up for a kiss.]
Mmn--... you're so good, my Hades... [A quick breath puffs out of him.] Do be sure not to neglect your own pleasure, won't you..?