[ what a good, sweet kiss it is. the moment hades pulls him in hythlodaeus is ready, leaning forward, his loose hair spilling over his shoulder to tickle hades' collar.
it still feels like a dream. how many years has it been since they have been intimate? countless. so long that time had ceased to have meaning. the moon had been so cold and distant, and so many times hythlodaeus had felt he might dissolve into nothingness, for all the time he spent wandering, cut off from everything he knew, from etheirys itself. from azem. from hades.
a soft, satisfied sigh gusts against hades' lips, and hythlodaeus smiles, folding both arms over hades' chest, nuzzling nose and mouth both along the strong line of his nose. ]
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it still feels like a dream. how many years has it been since they have been intimate? countless. so long that time had ceased to have meaning. the moon had been so cold and distant, and so many times hythlodaeus had felt he might dissolve into nothingness, for all the time he spent wandering, cut off from everything he knew, from etheirys itself. from azem. from hades.
a soft, satisfied sigh gusts against hades' lips, and hythlodaeus smiles, folding both arms over hades' chest, nuzzling nose and mouth both along the strong line of his nose. ]
I should hope you would..