[His concentrated efforts earn a low groan in response; for a moment, Hades' eyelids lower as his head tilts back, his adam's apple giving a sudden bob as he swallows hard. Something so simple has no right feeling as good as it does, but he responds readily, his cock growing eager in his partner's hand.
Something about Hythlodaeus' ability to hold and command his interest has always felt infinitely unfair.
He lifts his hooded gaze again just in time to see Hythlodaeus setting himself astride his hips; he watches him with intent, appreciative of his lover's inclination to play exhibitionist peacock despite what he might say otherwise. That measured roll of his hips earns another groan, louder this time, certainly a sound of approval, and Hades pulls his hands forward from where they had cupped at his rear, slowly moving them along the length of Hythlodaeus' thighs instead, one hand dipping lower to drag against the inside while still not quite managing to touch where he's certain his partner wants it most.
Naturally, he goes and ruins things by calling him that. The form of address gets a derisive snort in response. Must he?
He sighs, giving an exaggerated roll of his eyes, but his smile pulls wider now— certainly, Hythlodaeus has his cooperation as well as his attention.]
Perhaps remind me of what else that silver tongue of yours is capable of.
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Something about Hythlodaeus' ability to hold and command his interest has always felt infinitely unfair.
He lifts his hooded gaze again just in time to see Hythlodaeus setting himself astride his hips; he watches him with intent, appreciative of his lover's inclination to play exhibitionist peacock despite what he might say otherwise. That measured roll of his hips earns another groan, louder this time, certainly a sound of approval, and Hades pulls his hands forward from where they had cupped at his rear, slowly moving them along the length of Hythlodaeus' thighs instead, one hand dipping lower to drag against the inside while still not quite managing to touch where he's certain his partner wants it most.
Naturally, he goes and ruins things by calling him that. The form of address gets a derisive snort in response. Must he?
He sighs, giving an exaggerated roll of his eyes, but his smile pulls wider now— certainly, Hythlodaeus has his cooperation as well as his attention.]
Perhaps remind me of what else that silver tongue of yours is capable of.