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ᴇᴍᴇᴛ-sᴇʟᴄʜ ([personal profile] convocations) wrote in [community profile] sunflare 2022-01-06 03:47 am (UTC)

[He can feel that roll of the hips through the mattress as it shifts beneath them, knows that Hythlodaeus is enjoying the act itself just as much as he is— that has always been his way, to take deep satisfaction in being able to please others, and Hades has long learned to reward him in kind for just generosity.

His hold loosens only slightly, lavender hair slipping through his long fingers, and he lets out a guttural noise of approval as fingernails bite into his flesh and he feels the beginnings of the marks they leave. He takes a deep breath to steady himself, one that ends in another moan as Hythlodaeus offers his assessment.]


As if no time has passed.

[That is to say, he feels quite the same on his end, though the words themselves come short and clipped as he fights for breath. Hythlodaeus' mouth is on him again without hesitation, more insistent this time, and now he truly does struggle to keep himself still, letting out a soft grunt of appreciation as he rocks his hips upwards to steadily thrust into his lover's mouth, aching to press against the back of his throat.]

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