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[Hades is absolutely taking advantage of his more adventurous spirit as he seals off the kiss drinking his name.

He keeps the hand stroking him steady, building him up evenly and squeezing harder whenever he bucks up into him. With his free hand he lets his fingers dance over the mark as his thumb rests on the other side of his neck. And then he constricts that hand ever so slightly impacting his airway.]

[ Shit. Add that to the list of things he never thought he'd be into, and yet.

Emet mentioned before that he'd been keeping notes on what he likes, so maybe it's not surprising that he's knows exactly what to do to bring him over the edge, touch him in just the right ways to build up pleasure.

But even then Five never would have expected him to try this, and even less, to actually enjoy it as much as he does. He lets out a loud, desperate cry against his lips and comes right then and there, to the feeling of airflow being cut off, and emet's hand on his neck. His body trembling lightly with the strength of it and his hand goes to his back, clutching against his clothes and keeping his grip tight, not wanting to let him go ]

[Possessiveness and having control taken away in very specific ways. It wasn't too surprising once Hades put two and two together. Being alone for so long having to make every decision. And it isn't as if all his guesses had been right.

He whispers words of affection in his ear as he comes down from his high. Still stroking. Still with that pressure around his neck to keep him a little light headed. But then he relents as he finds napkins to clean up his hand and Five. Sorry, restaurant staff.]

[ They're already in hell what's just a bit of voyeurism.

And it does feel particularly pleasant, losing control this way, feeling himself light headed from the lack of air and focusing on just pleasure and how nice Emet's voice sounds against his ear. He catches his breath when he relents, but doesn't both moving or trying to help with the cleaning up - Emet made this mess, he can clean it. But he does wrap his arms around him after a bit ]

That — was surprising.

[He's at least a considerate enough partner not to leave him a mess. And he does clean him up as best as he can and tugging his garments back into place.]

And delightful.

[He kisses his cheek fondly before sitting back in the booth tugging him into his lap letting him be as boneless as he likes.]

Call me greedy but I can't seem to get enough of you.

[ he lets out a little pleased hum at that, arms going around his neck and he rests fully against him - turns out completely boneless is his choice this time ]

Good. That's how I want it to be.

There is that humility.

[He picks him up and stands heading back towards the dorms. He feels a little woozy with the minor blood loss and the alcohol, but nothing that is going to hinder him.]

And you have one more task if I recall. Though we should probably finish that closer to the dorms. I don't think you could drag my sleeping form far. Unless vampires have a skill I'm unaware of.

Not vampires, but I do have several skills I could use to do the trick. I carried you once. That's all I need to be able to carry you again.

... But I don't think I care to complete it after all.

[ because he's far more interested in Emet's company itself, and he shifts so he can kiss his neck, nibbling on it right as he carries him ]

So perhaps we can do it in your room.

You did, and I did feel a little foolish for it.

[He hums at the attention to his neck as he does make his way back to the dorms.]

I am a bit light headed from the alcohol and the biting before. Go too far and I might drop you right here and now.

[ he laughs softly at the remark, but doesn't try to drink his blood again just yet - simply focuses on kissing his neck, keeping all bites gentle ]

With all the times you've been carrying me you absolutely can't complain about the few times I managed to do it to you.

I absolutely can, and I will.

[The words are said with more mirth than anything else as he does make a few small sounds of appreciation as he enters BARiTONES and his room before falling into bed with him.]

I do believe we spend more time here than anywhere else.

Well. Technically, sometimes we're not actually sleeping together when we meet in dreams.

[ once they're in bed together he will bring his hands to his shoulders, pushing him down the bed so he can climb on top of him instead ]

Does that bother you? I could take you out more.

[He's feeling lethargic in a good way and will absolutely let Five do whatever he pleases, but he will put a hand on a hip.]

No. I simply enjoy being close to you in any capacity. Even being near you when you are studying in quite soothing.

[ He already knew that was the case, because Emet shows it in every possible way. But he still can't help the fond smile that makes its way on his face at hearing that ]

Mmm. Then we could go study in the Coffee room for a change. No one said we have to go outside of Baritones.

[ and of course he kisses him right after that - how could he not, when Emet is so endearing? ]

Ah!

You had your chance at destination before and this is what you selected. I am not moving.

[He returns the kiss and wraps his arms around him to tug him down right after.]

I'm afraid you are stuck here until my mood changes.

[ there's a little laugh at that, and he brings his hand to Emet's chin, keeping his gaze on him ]

And what is it that you want no, exactly...?

What I always want from you. Your company and your radiating warmth.

And you already have that.

[ he'll let him go in favor of kissing at his jaw, his hands going to his tie now so he can undo it, moving to his clothes after ]

I was specific earlier. It's your turn now, my moon and stars.

[He hums, tracing circles at his hip as his jaw is kissed.]

Truthfully, I have what I want. Quite content as I am rather simple. However, you did have such a spark about you when you talked about draining me. Ever do I want to see such joy from you.

So drink your fill. I want to see that look on your face.

[ he smiles at the answer, and honestly, he can't say he's not pleased with it. There's a little hum against his skin, and again he'll kiss his neck, tongue licking the same spot he bit before ]

It's easy to picture how beautiful you will look after being drained. Though truthfully I imagine reality is going to surpass my imagination.

You are always breathtaking, after all.

[He leans his head back for him eyes slitting with a contented sigh.]

Well, I do hope I am ruining your expectations just slightly for anyone else. I'd like to think I'm rather good at this. Though do not think this is an encouragement to not take other partners.

Now, come. You've been waiting long enough.

Even if it were I won't complain, I think we've established well enough that I like you being possessive.

[ he'll reach with Emet's hand to hold though, lacing their fingers together as he finally bites down on his neck again, sucking on his blood. He won't fully hypnotize him as he does, but he does use those powers if only in part - to soothe him and make him more relaxed, pleasant thoughts pushing negative ones to the side. He wants Emet to be fully aware for this, but he does want this to feel especially good for him too, and so he tries to achieve as close a result as he can have to soul merging through that.

And of course, just like before, drinking his blood feels incredibly good ]

[He knew the bite would be pleasant enough. A stinging warmth, but a warmth nonetheless. What he wasn't prepared for was the euphoria sweeping through his thoughts and form.]

Five...

[He can't help the pleased whimpers that leave his throat, and with how he's feeling he wouldn't want to stop them anyway. He tries to focus his eyes on him, but can hardly succeed with the angle and just the pleasantness seeping through him. So he settles for gripping their joined hands and bringing his other hand to the back of his head to encourage him.]

[ He can't see the look on Hades face, but it doesn't matter. The sound of his voice is enough right now, and he lets out a pleased sigh of his own against his skin squeezing Emet's hand as he enjoys his blood and pulls back just to whisper against his skin ]

I love you.

[How long has it been since he hasn't been treading water in the sea that was his sorrow? Even if it was not fully pushed aside he hasn't felt so light in eons. Games have manipulated his feelings for sure, but never in such a positive manner.

Thus, the words do bring tears to his eyes. Not that he didn't believe them before but it a different sensation. To hear such a heartfelt phrase when not surrounded completely by his own guilt.

And as much as he would like to respond, he is struck speechless.]

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