[The movement prompts a little giggle as Hythlodaeus finds his hand comfortably caught between Hades' thighs and finally takes the hint to move it, placing his palm against the man's hip instead. His thumb strokes idly back and forth as if he might soothe away his grumpy lover's poor humour, such as it is.]
Do you need such a tell to see when I have a mind for mischief? [He challenges playfully as his hand slides up along the curve of Hades' hip and then lifts, his fingertips walking step by step against the other man's shoulder and then curling loosely into his hair as he pulls him in for another kiss.
The distraction of his lips on Hades' is used as an opportunity, of course, to press himself close and fit his body against his lover's, teasingly nudging his knee against the narrow gap between Hades' thighs. He is wicked, terrible, an insatiable little creature, and he knows it, but for all his teasing he isn't pushing things too far just yet.]
Make you an offer..? [He murmurs against Hades' lips, a small smile on his own as the kiss lingers.] Are you proposing a negotiation before you give any ground to my desires? [Another brief kiss brushes his lips between one breath and the next.] You do not seem to realise your current disadvantage.
[That is, that Hythlodaeus is miraculously more put together right now than Hades is managing to be, and that nimble hand of his is somehow managing to be everywhere. As he speaks the final word he trails his fingers down Hades' spine, between his shoulder blades and the places where wings meet skin, and he lightly bumps their foreheads together.]
And, I might say... you only have yourself to blame for my boldness.
![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
timeasmymeasure
no subject
Date: 2024-07-31 08:34 am (UTC)Do you need such a tell to see when I have a mind for mischief? [He challenges playfully as his hand slides up along the curve of Hades' hip and then lifts, his fingertips walking step by step against the other man's shoulder and then curling loosely into his hair as he pulls him in for another kiss.
The distraction of his lips on Hades' is used as an opportunity, of course, to press himself close and fit his body against his lover's, teasingly nudging his knee against the narrow gap between Hades' thighs. He is wicked, terrible, an insatiable little creature, and he knows it, but for all his teasing he isn't pushing things too far just yet.]
Make you an offer..? [He murmurs against Hades' lips, a small smile on his own as the kiss lingers.] Are you proposing a negotiation before you give any ground to my desires? [Another brief kiss brushes his lips between one breath and the next.] You do not seem to realise your current disadvantage.
[That is, that Hythlodaeus is miraculously more put together right now than Hades is managing to be, and that nimble hand of his is somehow managing to be everywhere. As he speaks the final word he trails his fingers down Hades' spine, between his shoulder blades and the places where wings meet skin, and he lightly bumps their foreheads together.]
And, I might say... you only have yourself to blame for my boldness.