[Hades could argue that he isn't insisting anything, but that winsome smile has him holding his tongue, eager to see what Hythlodaeus will choose to do next, though he tries his best not to show it. His breathing has evened out considerably, his face still mildly flushed with the remnants of satisfaction.]
[And so he watches and waits while Hythlodaeus weaves together loose strands of either into something small and tangible. He need not even ask what that tiny bottle contains for he can well imagine that they will find a use for it in short order.]
[Humoring him somewhat, Hades yields to the gentle direction. 'Tis been a great while since he last allowed himself to be so vulnerable, yet he tilts his knees further apart, spreading his thighs to allow Hythlodaeus just enough room to settle comfortably between them. His eyes are still bright pinpoints in the fading light, his body propped forward so that he can see over the slope of his own chest to Hythlodaeus leaning low over him.]
[The nip earns another strained hiss, soft but audible in the silence, yet before he can form a coherent objection, Hythlodaeus has made his move. He shouldn't be surprised, not really, however he wasn't expecting Hythlodaeus to immediately begin pleasuring him with his mouth. A few tantalizing swipes of the tongue is one thing, but before he knows it the head of his cock has vanished between his lover's soft, full lips, and Hythlodaeus is staring up at him in open, mirthful challenge.]
[It's not much of a challenge. Hades' fingertips dig in beneath him, twisting the bedsheets harshly as he struggles not to jolt right out of his own skin.]
[Oh, he might be able to endure the teasing explorations of a hand, or a naked body pressed against his own, but there is little which could have prepared him for the nigh perfect warmth of Hythlodaeus's mouth closing in around his cock. And this is only the beginning. If Hythlodaeus has his way, he realizes, he'll be nothing but mindless, desperate heap begging for more - and enjoying every moment of it, no doubt.]
[While he'd like to think himself far more controlled than this, there's no hiding the pitiful, plaintive whine that escapes him or the way he has to drag in another breath. A good thing his fingers are occupied, elsewise he's certain he'd be tangling them into Hythlodaeus's hair and coaxing him further down so he might revel in that delicious heat.]
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Date: 2024-10-12 11:49 pm (UTC)[And so he watches and waits while Hythlodaeus weaves together loose strands of either into something small and tangible. He need not even ask what that tiny bottle contains for he can well imagine that they will find a use for it in short order.]
[Humoring him somewhat, Hades yields to the gentle direction. 'Tis been a great while since he last allowed himself to be so vulnerable, yet he tilts his knees further apart, spreading his thighs to allow Hythlodaeus just enough room to settle comfortably between them. His eyes are still bright pinpoints in the fading light, his body propped forward so that he can see over the slope of his own chest to Hythlodaeus leaning low over him.]
[The nip earns another strained hiss, soft but audible in the silence, yet before he can form a coherent objection, Hythlodaeus has made his move. He shouldn't be surprised, not really, however he wasn't expecting Hythlodaeus to immediately begin pleasuring him with his mouth. A few tantalizing swipes of the tongue is one thing, but before he knows it the head of his cock has vanished between his lover's soft, full lips, and Hythlodaeus is staring up at him in open, mirthful challenge.]
[It's not much of a challenge. Hades' fingertips dig in beneath him, twisting the bedsheets harshly as he struggles not to jolt right out of his own skin.]
[Oh, he might be able to endure the teasing explorations of a hand, or a naked body pressed against his own, but there is little which could have prepared him for the nigh perfect warmth of Hythlodaeus's mouth closing in around his cock. And this is only the beginning. If Hythlodaeus has his way, he realizes, he'll be nothing but mindless, desperate heap begging for more - and enjoying every moment of it, no doubt.]
[While he'd like to think himself far more controlled than this, there's no hiding the pitiful, plaintive whine that escapes him or the way he has to drag in another breath. A good thing his fingers are occupied, elsewise he's certain he'd be tangling them into Hythlodaeus's hair and coaxing him further down so he might revel in that delicious heat.]