[ hades' efforts earn a sharp intake of breath, an exhaled shuddered sigh - his throat has ever been sensitive, and hades has certainly not forgotten. the teasing touches of his fingers at last solidify into something more satisfying as they at last wrap around the heat of his cock, pulling in deep strokes from base to tip. ]
Then please you I shall..
[ for pleasing hades is, of course, always at the forefront of hythlodaeus' mind, however much he might endeavor to torment him. nothing could ever be more important than making him happy, most especially upon request.
and so hythlodaeus regrettably breaks from the attention to his throat, only to pull himself back more fully until he is sitting astride hades' lap, his hips rocking downward in a slow, measured roll. ever the peacock, hythlodaeus maintains eye contact while he arches his back, his hands now gliding open-palm over the strong ridges of hades' abdomen as he shakes his lilac hair freely over his shoulders. a smile, smug and knowing, curves his mouth, before he's opening one hand to drag his tongue flat against his palm, before dropping it to continue his work, stroking hades' cock to fullness. ]
What would the illustrious Emet-Selch have of me this beautiful morning?
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Then please you I shall..
[ for pleasing hades is, of course, always at the forefront of hythlodaeus' mind, however much he might endeavor to torment him. nothing could ever be more important than making him happy, most especially upon request.
and so hythlodaeus regrettably breaks from the attention to his throat, only to pull himself back more fully until he is sitting astride hades' lap, his hips rocking downward in a slow, measured roll. ever the peacock, hythlodaeus maintains eye contact while he arches his back, his hands now gliding open-palm over the strong ridges of hades' abdomen as he shakes his lilac hair freely over his shoulders. a smile, smug and knowing, curves his mouth, before he's opening one hand to drag his tongue flat against his palm, before dropping it to continue his work, stroking hades' cock to fullness. ]
What would the illustrious Emet-Selch have of me this beautiful morning?