[It is as if no time has passed at all, despite the fact that it has been countless lifetimes since they've had this opportunity— there are many things that time erodes, but love and all its trappings are not among them, not for them.
Truly, it is a marvelous thing to watch, the way Hythlodaeus enthusiastically sets about his task, and despite his desire not to miss a single moment of it, he cannot help but allow his head to drop back as an open and wanton moan escapes him, a low sound drawn out by his lover's clever tongue and attentive efforts. Even swallowed to his very hilt, his control slips; he rolls his hips once to press himself yet deeper, despite the fact that there's not much further to go, the tugging of hair pulling Hythlodaeus' head slightly to one side, his own breath now sharp and ragged.
There are worse ways to start the morning, he decides.]
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Truly, it is a marvelous thing to watch, the way Hythlodaeus enthusiastically sets about his task, and despite his desire not to miss a single moment of it, he cannot help but allow his head to drop back as an open and wanton moan escapes him, a low sound drawn out by his lover's clever tongue and attentive efforts. Even swallowed to his very hilt, his control slips; he rolls his hips once to press himself yet deeper, despite the fact that there's not much further to go, the tugging of hair pulling Hythlodaeus' head slightly to one side, his own breath now sharp and ragged.
There are worse ways to start the morning, he decides.]