[He runs one hand smoothly down the length of Hythlodaeus' leg from his hip before shifting his angle and letting his touch trail up the inside of his thigh, towards his groin, and he proceeds to prop himself once more, his strokes slowing to a stop only so that he can take hold of both his hips and give him a sharp tug forward, forcing him into his lap as he shifts beneath him.]
That is a request I will gladly oblige.
[Not that he had asked, but it was a near enough thing— and even at this hour, he can feel his own patience beginning to wane. Seeing Hythlodaeus in such a state had made his blood run hot, as it always did, for no matter how much he feigns protest, there were very few things Hythlodaeus could do that he would not find incredibly tempting.
He threads his fingers into the slender man's hair and yanks him forward into a rough and searing kiss, hot and demanding in its own right, full of the greed he had made an effort to veil until now.]
Get on your back.
[A command, rather than a request, murmured harshly against his lips, a vain attempt at pretending he has any control in this relationship, but he suspects Hythlodaeus will comply regardless.]
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That is a request I will gladly oblige.
[Not that he had asked, but it was a near enough thing— and even at this hour, he can feel his own patience beginning to wane. Seeing Hythlodaeus in such a state had made his blood run hot, as it always did, for no matter how much he feigns protest, there were very few things Hythlodaeus could do that he would not find incredibly tempting.
He threads his fingers into the slender man's hair and yanks him forward into a rough and searing kiss, hot and demanding in its own right, full of the greed he had made an effort to veil until now.]
Get on your back.
[A command, rather than a request, murmured harshly against his lips, a vain attempt at pretending he has any control in this relationship, but he suspects Hythlodaeus will comply regardless.]