Of course I don't, for when do you not have a mind for mischief? I was only wondering if you knew.
[He could share that he finds a certain charm in these expressions, but he will leave such sentimentalities unspoken, something for Hythlodaeus to pick apart at his leisure. Another impatient huff soon follows, though whether he likes it or no, Hades yet refrains from ordering Hythlodaeus to stop. The touches are playful, benign... mostly benign. And Hades has little to add when Hythlodaeus pulls him in for yet another kiss. He's still a little breathless, really - marked by the clumsy way he pulls back once or twice for air - yet when he returns, it is always with a sweetness that feels intentional - as if he is making a concerted effort to set his usual temper aside for his lover's sake.]
[Or would, if Hythlodaeus didn't continue to test it. Hades finds himself set upon again, a mild protest muffled against their joined lips, though this time he decides to be a little wicked back, making a point to shift forward just enough so that he brushes himself pointedly against the intrusion of that knee. He's hardly as insatiable as his partner in this, but that doesn't mean he can't be coaxed to readiness again - with enough patience and persuasion.]
[It won't take much.]
[Hythlodaeus is warm, all soft skin and firm build. And really, who's to stop him if he allows his own hands to drift around his waist and up along the muscles of his back and shoulders. 'Tis only fair when Hythlodaeus himself is practically molded against him, as close as he can get. He shivers again, gasping as those fingers slip into the far-too-sensitive region where flesh becomes feathers, his wings fluttering quite against his will, stirring the air and causing shadows to scurry along the walls.]
[At last he breaks away again, panting silently. His eyes narrowed as he stares into that winsome face. 'Twill be difficult to negotiate at all - like this.]
I am not in the habit of blaming myself for a mutually desirable outcome. [Another thin beating of wings, and this time he attempts to stretch his shoulders into it without moving their faces apart by even an ilm.] But fine. Show me how you would do it, and then we shall see.
["Show me how you would take me," he does not clarify, but he continues watching him, as if to see what he plans to do next.]
[Hmm, and so they return to this... but by now Hythlodaeus feels far more prepared to take the other man up on his offer. Show him how he would do it, then? It is far more an invitation than it would appear, with Hythlodaeus planning on much more than a mere demonstration, and he smiles winsomely once again as he sits up a little.]
As you insist.
[Creation magic has never been entirely his forte but he can at least manage to procure the small bottle that appears in his hand with a small swirl of aether and pieced-together concentration. After all, 'tis hardly difficult to call to mind what he desires to appear in his instance.
With it tucked in hand he gently nudges the other man's legs apart and shifts to place himself between them, lowering his head to nip a small kiss to the inside of one of his thighs. It may end up being more than Hades has the patience for, but he did ask, and while the bottle's contents gradually warm against Hythlodaeus' palm he turns his attention to his partner's cock, lightly lapping his tongue along the length before taking the head into his mouth.
His eyes shine as he looks up, as if he's challenging Hades to not react. Show him how he would take him? Oh, but he plans to take him apart.]
[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.]
[He could say how much he loves that Hades is so willingly giving himself to him like this, but it would definitely spoil the mood to have him huffing and puffing about it while Hythlodaeus is trying to make him feel good.
And quite successfully if the sounds he's already starting to make are anything to go by. The soft chuckle that he holds in the back of his throat rumbles lightly along the length in his mouth, and it's almost as if he's giving Hades a moment of privacy as he lowers his eyelids. A moment to collect himself. What a joke, when Hythlodaeus is doing what he's doing...
The whine that he hears goes straight to his cock. His hips twitch against the sheets, seeking relief in the friction, and he has to pull away to gasp in a lungful of air.]
Oh, you sound delicious... [His lips brush against Hades' cock as he speaks, his cheeks flushed and lips reddened with the effort he's already expended.] Shall I continue, or would you like me elsewhere?
[He just manages to complain before an even more unbecoming sound can pass his lips. Oh, what that good-humored chuckle does to him, when he's experiencing it in this way... Entirely novel. He'll have to make note of it for later.]
[While he's trying to behave himself, it's becoming more and more difficult with each passing moment, his hips shuddering with the urge to jerk up to meet that waiting mouth; far too eager.]
[And he hasn't quite forgotten the bottle, either. No doubt it's tucked quite warmly into Hythlodaeus's hand, his ace to be used at the most opportune moment. Though, he thinks, Hythlodaeus could better be expending that energy prying him open rather than grinding aimlessly into the sheets...]
[Hades at last reaches out with one hand to tangle his fingers into Hythlodaeus's hair, his gaze intent and surprisingly straightforward as he waits for Hythlodaeus to meet it.]
I want you. Anywhere, everywhere. So enough of your games. Either take me properly or give me your mouth.
[He lets out another of those warm, honeyed chuckles. Oh how swiftly he had managed to regain his confidence under Hades' gentle guidance... and now the man was reaping the consequences of his actions. Hythlodaeus' teasing is no longer born of indecision or uncertainty, but of a very simple need to see this man fall apart under his hands.]
Everywhere? I do have my limits, you know. [A small shake of his head, a smile, and with a deft movement he tips the warmed bottle in his hand to slick his fingers well out of sight of Hades' hungry gaze.]
I can but do my utmost to satisfy you.
[He sighs, lightly, then takes the length in front of him back into his mouth. At the same time, as the tip of his tongue presses warm, wet patterns against the underside of the man's cock, his two forefingers push deliberately up against Hades' ass.
Only one dips inside, testing before easing in deeper and crooking upwards.]
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Date: 2024-09-07 05:24 pm (UTC)[He could share that he finds a certain charm in these expressions, but he will leave such sentimentalities unspoken, something for Hythlodaeus to pick apart at his leisure. Another impatient huff soon follows, though whether he likes it or no, Hades yet refrains from ordering Hythlodaeus to stop. The touches are playful, benign... mostly benign. And Hades has little to add when Hythlodaeus pulls him in for yet another kiss. He's still a little breathless, really - marked by the clumsy way he pulls back once or twice for air - yet when he returns, it is always with a sweetness that feels intentional - as if he is making a concerted effort to set his usual temper aside for his lover's sake.]
[Or would, if Hythlodaeus didn't continue to test it. Hades finds himself set upon again, a mild protest muffled against their joined lips, though this time he decides to be a little wicked back, making a point to shift forward just enough so that he brushes himself pointedly against the intrusion of that knee. He's hardly as insatiable as his partner in this, but that doesn't mean he can't be coaxed to readiness again - with enough patience and persuasion.]
[It won't take much.]
[Hythlodaeus is warm, all soft skin and firm build. And really, who's to stop him if he allows his own hands to drift around his waist and up along the muscles of his back and shoulders. 'Tis only fair when Hythlodaeus himself is practically molded against him, as close as he can get. He shivers again, gasping as those fingers slip into the far-too-sensitive region where flesh becomes feathers, his wings fluttering quite against his will, stirring the air and causing shadows to scurry along the walls.]
[At last he breaks away again, panting silently. His eyes narrowed as he stares into that winsome face. 'Twill be difficult to negotiate at all - like this.]
I am not in the habit of blaming myself for a mutually desirable outcome.
[Another thin beating of wings, and this time he attempts to stretch his shoulders into it without moving their faces apart by even an ilm.] But fine. Show me how you would do it, and then we shall see.
["Show me how you would take me," he does not clarify, but he continues watching him, as if to see what he plans to do next.]
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Date: 2024-09-14 01:38 am (UTC)As you insist.
[Creation magic has never been entirely his forte but he can at least manage to procure the small bottle that appears in his hand with a small swirl of aether and pieced-together concentration. After all, 'tis hardly difficult to call to mind what he desires to appear in his instance.
With it tucked in hand he gently nudges the other man's legs apart and shifts to place himself between them, lowering his head to nip a small kiss to the inside of one of his thighs. It may end up being more than Hades has the patience for, but he did ask, and while the bottle's contents gradually warm against Hythlodaeus' palm he turns his attention to his partner's cock, lightly lapping his tongue along the length before taking the head into his mouth.
His eyes shine as he looks up, as if he's challenging Hades to not react. Show him how he would take him? Oh, but he plans to take him apart.]
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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.]
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Date: 2024-10-20 01:58 pm (UTC)And quite successfully if the sounds he's already starting to make are anything to go by. The soft chuckle that he holds in the back of his throat rumbles lightly along the length in his mouth, and it's almost as if he's giving Hades a moment of privacy as he lowers his eyelids. A moment to collect himself. What a joke, when Hythlodaeus is doing what he's doing...
The whine that he hears goes straight to his cock. His hips twitch against the sheets, seeking relief in the friction, and he has to pull away to gasp in a lungful of air.]
Oh, you sound delicious... [His lips brush against Hades' cock as he speaks, his cheeks flushed and lips reddened with the effort he's already expended.] Shall I continue, or would you like me elsewhere?
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Date: 2024-10-22 03:59 am (UTC)[He just manages to complain before an even more unbecoming sound can pass his lips. Oh, what that good-humored chuckle does to him, when he's experiencing it in this way... Entirely novel. He'll have to make note of it for later.]
[While he's trying to behave himself, it's becoming more and more difficult with each passing moment, his hips shuddering with the urge to jerk up to meet that waiting mouth; far too eager.]
[And he hasn't quite forgotten the bottle, either. No doubt it's tucked quite warmly into Hythlodaeus's hand, his ace to be used at the most opportune moment. Though, he thinks, Hythlodaeus could better be expending that energy prying him open rather than grinding aimlessly into the sheets...]
[Hades at last reaches out with one hand to tangle his fingers into Hythlodaeus's hair, his gaze intent and surprisingly straightforward as he waits for Hythlodaeus to meet it.]
I want you. Anywhere, everywhere. So enough of your games. Either take me properly or give me your mouth.
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Date: 2024-11-06 12:26 am (UTC)Everywhere? I do have my limits, you know. [A small shake of his head, a smile, and with a deft movement he tips the warmed bottle in his hand to slick his fingers well out of sight of Hades' hungry gaze.]
I can but do my utmost to satisfy you.
[He sighs, lightly, then takes the length in front of him back into his mouth. At the same time, as the tip of his tongue presses warm, wet patterns against the underside of the man's cock, his two forefingers push deliberately up against Hades' ass.
Only one dips inside, testing before easing in deeper and crooking upwards.]