He can't help the embarrassing noise escaping past his lips, hands squeezing emet's claws again and his entire body starts trembling. It's too much at once, and it almost makes him feel like well - maybe physical pleasures can't quite compare to aetheric ones, but this is probably as close as it gets.
He wants to touch, to see, to kiss and make Emet feel as good as he's feeling now but he's completely under his control now - with nowhere to go and at his mercy ]
There's embracing the darkness and there's - seeing the way you look at me.
[He laughs again amused as he brings a hand to his chest. None of the tendrils stop as they stroke, curl, and push in deeper. Not holding back in the slightest.]
Perhaps try seeing without the use of your eyes.
[He pushes his hand through his chest so that he can wrap his fingers around his core, tenderly brushing his soul against his.]
[ At this point it's basically an assault on him. He's finding it increasingly difficult to think of anything but the pleasure he feels, and he doesn't bother hiding his voice - he's sobbing, calling out Hades' name as the tendrils keep working on him and he reaches his soul.
He could try to see using the aether around him. Or he could just touch Emet's soul as well, trying to reach for his core the same way he is. ]
[ He wouldn't be able to hold back much longer if he wanted. He lets his aether wrap around Emet's core, pretty much clinging to him as he comes, calling out his name once more with one more plea ]
[He complies readily, cupping the back of his head and pouring as much adoration into the kiss as he can.
He strokes him through his release enjoying every jerk and shudder. And when it subsides he will give him his sight back as he kisses the tip of his nose fondly.
There is an audience around them though they are more formless being from Five's home than anything else. Grayed out, translucent. And the restraints binding him are indeed Emet's magic. Dark pink tendrils of magic that curl around him. Hades would appear almost fully human if not for the extra set of eldritch arms growing from his back.]
Every day I am amazed I captured the heart of such a beautiful soul.
[ he's just been given the ability to see again and yet here he is, hiding his face against his shoulder immediately after.
The fact they have an audience is exciting regardless of how detailed it is, but it's the knowledge that was all Emet that gets to him most. Fantasy or not, in the end he would rather be overwhelmed by him than anything else. ]
Really. After all the work you put toward it? Technically you were still the one who proposed first.
[He wraps his arms around him kissing his forehead. He gives him the use of his limbs back, but the tendrils do still caress his skin lazily. And this being a dream, he didn't cut himself on his claws.]
We could lay blame in an endless circle, but I have you, beautiful you in any form.
[ his face is still red but he looks at him, at his face, at the way he looks at him - like he's trying to memorize it. And then he leans in to kiss at his jaw and behind his ear, his arms draping around his neck as he moves on his lap, rolling his hips against him ]
And you're generous enough to let me see you despite that, mm?
[He does moan softly when he rolls his hips. And when he's sitting upright he'll put his arms around him so that Five's head is resting on his shoulder.]
I'm always generous. Now, watch your audience closely as I claim you.
[He uses his second set of arms to tug Five into position as he buries himself in him.]
[ It feels amazing. Common law is still in place, heightening everything he's feeling, but even if it weren't there's always something special about being claimed by his lover like this.
Between his earlier assault and the fact it's a dream there's no room for pain, and so he can just enjoy this and the pleasure it brings. He kisses his shoulder - bites on the skin as he lets out a shaky breath and finally follows Emet's advice, glancing at the audience around them.
This is just a dream, so in the end it doesn't matter. And yet he's still finding himself thinking look at him, at how much he wants me. he's mine and mine alone. ]
[He tsks at the biting, but it comes out as more of a keening sound. As enjoyable and arousing as it was to watch him fall apart, holding him, claiming him is a delight little can compare to.
His eldritch hands take care of the pace which allows him to scratch lightly down his back as he holds him and take his cock in his hand. He's most of the way there anyway between common law and watching him.]
[ he's finding it difficult to form words when everything feels so overwhelming, and instead of a promise there's another breathless moan leaving his lips.
He's perfectly content in letting Emet set up the pace with his other hands, and he brings one of his own to the back of his head, running through his hair as he gasps and moves into his touch ]
As if I'd ever want to leave. I promise — you won't get rid of me so easily, my moon and stars.
[He pauses, taking no small amount of willpower, to cup his chin and kiss him deeply. Echoing that promise as best as he can. When it breaks he'll look at him quite fondly.
But it only lasts for a few moment, before his grin widens and he trails hands softly over his ass, biting his own bottom lip.
And then he takes no quarter in resuming attempting to bring them both to completion.]
[ He would promise him again and again and again if it got him that look. How precious he feels every time Emet looks at him so fondly.
But with the Emet is taking him he can't bring himself to form any more words, and everything he could say just comes in broken gasps for air. It's good that this is a dream, because he's pretty sure if it were reality he'd feel too sensitive to really enjoy this, seeing as he just came.
But this is a dream, and so he lets himself chase the pleasure, moving along with Emet and meeting every thrust ]
I'm yours—
[ It's all he manages to say before he finishes again, his hand moving down Emet's back, clawing at it with the intensity of it all ]
[He is relying on the dream to give him some advantages. And why not? It allows him to see that look on Five's face again so quickly after all.
He shudders with him. At the tightness. The warmth. Claws definitely dig into his thighs but he doesn't want to scratch and thus it does not. He simply holds him after dismissing the audience with a stray thought as he lets the pad of his fingers draw random patterns in his skin.]
[ he takes a few moments to catch his breath - holding tightly to Emet as he does and looking into his eyes, wanting to hold his gaze this time no matter how embarrassed he feels.
With how intense this dream has been, he's certain he looks like a mess, but he can't bring himself to care ]
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He can't help the embarrassing noise escaping past his lips, hands squeezing emet's claws again and his entire body starts trembling. It's too much at once, and it almost makes him feel like well - maybe physical pleasures can't quite compare to aetheric ones, but this is probably as close as it gets.
He wants to touch, to see, to kiss and make Emet feel as good as he's feeling now but he's completely under his control now - with nowhere to go and at his mercy ]
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Perhaps try seeing without the use of your eyes.
[He pushes his hand through his chest so that he can wrap his fingers around his core, tenderly brushing his soul against his.]
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He could try to see using the aether around him. Or he could just touch Emet's soul as well, trying to reach for his core the same way he is. ]
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[He reaches to stroke his cock firmly along with his helper. Running his thumb over the tip as he watches him intently.]
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He strokes him through his release enjoying every jerk and shudder. And when it subsides he will give him his sight back as he kisses the tip of his nose fondly.
There is an audience around them though they are more formless being from Five's home than anything else. Grayed out, translucent. And the restraints binding him are indeed Emet's magic. Dark pink tendrils of magic that curl around him. Hades would appear almost fully human if not for the extra set of eldritch arms growing from his back.]
Every day I am amazed I captured the heart of such a beautiful soul.
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The fact they have an audience is exciting regardless of how detailed it is, but it's the knowledge that was all Emet that gets to him most. Fantasy or not, in the end he would rather be overwhelmed by him than anything else. ]
Really. After all the work you put toward it? Technically you were still the one who proposed first.
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We could lay blame in an endless circle, but I have you, beautiful you in any form.
And truthfully that is all that matters.
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it's too much, really, to hear Emet call him beautiful not once but twice. ]
You are quite beautiful yourself, you know. Every part of you. And I can say it with all the more conviction after having merged my soul with yours.
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[He pets his hair.]
But I'm not done with you.
[Cradling to pull him to sit face to face in his lap.]
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And you're generous enough to let me see you despite that, mm?
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[He does moan softly when he rolls his hips. And when he's sitting upright he'll put his arms around him so that Five's head is resting on his shoulder.]
I'm always generous. Now, watch your audience closely as I claim you.
[He uses his second set of arms to tug Five into position as he buries himself in him.]
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Between his earlier assault and the fact it's a dream there's no room for pain, and so he can just enjoy this and the pleasure it brings. He kisses his shoulder - bites on the skin as he lets out a shaky breath and finally follows Emet's advice, glancing at the audience around them.
This is just a dream, so in the end it doesn't matter. And yet he's still finding himself thinking look at him, at how much he wants me. he's mine and mine alone. ]
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His eldritch hands take care of the pace which allows him to scratch lightly down his back as he holds him and take his cock in his hand. He's most of the way there anyway between common law and watching him.]
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He's perfectly content in letting Emet set up the pace with his other hands, and he brings one of his own to the back of his head, running through his hair as he gasps and moves into his touch ]
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But it only lasts for a few moment, before his grin widens and he trails hands softly over his ass, biting his own bottom lip.
And then he takes no quarter in resuming attempting to bring them both to completion.]
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But with the Emet is taking him he can't bring himself to form any more words, and everything he could say just comes in broken gasps for air. It's good that this is a dream, because he's pretty sure if it were reality he'd feel too sensitive to really enjoy this, seeing as he just came.
But this is a dream, and so he lets himself chase the pleasure, moving along with Emet and meeting every thrust ]
[ It's all he manages to say before he finishes again, his hand moving down Emet's back, clawing at it with the intensity of it all ]
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He shudders with him. At the tightness. The warmth. Claws definitely dig into his thighs but he doesn't want to scratch and thus it does not. He simply holds him after dismissing the audience with a stray thought as he lets the pad of his fingers draw random patterns in his skin.]
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With how intense this dream has been, he's certain he looks like a mess, but he can't bring himself to care ]
I guess - it's your victory this time.
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[At the intense gaze he can't help but kiss his forehead.]
And I would not take the victory. 'Twas you that had me begging to have a claim on your soul. But in either case...
[He snaps his fingers to an outdoor hot spring floating amidst a sea of stars.]
A little warmth before we find our rest. Is that agreeable?
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Almost as beautiful as you.
... This is nice.
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[He doesn't explain more than that as he sits himself in the water with a very hearty sound of pleasure.]
I suppose we could also fall asleep here with no concern of drowning or wrinkling.
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No, not really.
They were beautiful certainly, but too far away. If anything they made me feel lonelier.
It's different now, of course. They've never been closer.
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[While he has dismissed the vines of aether, the extra pair of arms remains. Which he uses to wrap both pairs around Five.]
'Tis not as if we aren't used to making our own wishes a reality with our own hands. And ever do you know that my warmth is ever yours.
[He does lift one hand and blow across it speckling the water with the blossoms of sunflowers.]
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[ It's breathtaking. The sight is beautiful and being held by two sets of arms is enough to push away any lingering thought of loneliness ]
I did mean it. My promise. I won't leave you, Hades.
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