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It has crossed my mind.

[He kisses his temple and whispers words of comfort when concern fills Five. But that isn’t a request to stop so he doesn’t. He takes a piece from him tucking it carefully into his own aether and soul for safe keeping. Five will feel hazy and sharply in focus at the same time. While he will feel physically detached from his body the pathways of aether within him become exceedingly apparent. Kind of like if he could feel the blood flow in his veins. The paths it takes across muscles and into organs.

He lets him get used to that for a moment before he brushes a thumb across his shirt over a nipple disturbing the aether there as he does.]

[ It isn't. Part of him considered - asking him to stop. But so far trusting emet has paid off, and truthfully he's curious to see what he has in mind, what he wants to do to him.

And then he's left completely overwhelmed. He gasps, the feeling of himself like that weird and unfamiliar but not at all unpleasant when Emet brushes his thumb over his nipple and disturbs the aether like that. It's incredibly to feel it so strongly, and he squirms at the touch, though at this point he can't tell if it's a physical reaction, or if he's reacting to the aether being affected like that ]

Ah!

Pleasant I hope.

[He says in casual response to his exclamation. He’ll pluck another piece from his soul carefully keeping it for safe keeping. And with the initial alarm now gone he will be able to feel these pieces of his soul still attached but just barely.

The second piece is similar to the first in it makes his aether sharply in focus with his physical body being less so. He’s trying to recreate a similar scenario to holding his soul after all. But with this piece in particular access to negative emotion seems harder. Worry. Doubt. Fear of failure seem to have a lesser hold on him.

He continues to brush his thumb physically and aetherically across that nipple as his other hand unbuttons his pants and pulls his cock free. He begins to stroke him physically. He might not even notice considering the circumstances.]

[ It is pleasant, in a way he's not sure he's even supposed to feel. He's not normally so attuned with aether, feeling it so strongly is different, and doubly so when it's blurring pain and pleasure together. And it's different from earlier as well, when Emet was holding his soul. He doesn't think he could feel this much then, but whatever doubt or worry he may have had about this is gone soon enough - along with others that are always on the back of his mind.

It makes it easier to focus on Emet's touch on his soul, on his aether. And though he can't quite feel his physical one around his cock, he's still rock hard in his grip, his body reacting to the stimulation and his ind and soul lost in pleasure just as much.

And with the connection to his physical body weakening he can't bother speaking, doesn't even feel like it, but he tries to communicate through his aether anyway that he doesn't want to stop this, that he wants Emet to continue. ]

[He takes his hand interlacing their fingers like they’ve done probably a hundred or more times in the short time they’ve know each other. He squeezes the aether there letting him know he understands and giving him something aetherically to hold onto.

He doesn’t carve off any more pieces of his soul. The fraction he has is good enough for now and he doesn’t want to overwhelm him too much especially after a bad game.

And he begins to stroke his cock firmly meeting his thrusts and adding aetherical touch to the action.]

Look how beautiful you are. How warm you feel. How brightly you shine even as I take pieces of you for myself.

[ He does hold onto him, clinging to his aether like it's a life-line. Worry, fear and doubt may be away from his mind but this is still incredibly intense, and it's taking some time to get used to it.

But it is new, and it is exciting. How right Hades had been when he said his mind seeks that. The way those touches feel, the way Hades moves with him, and the complete loss of control - to the point he's letting him take pieces of his soul for himself. It's amazing, and everything about it seems to confirm what he already was thinking earlier.

I'm yours, completely.. ]

[He holds him in this position for a few minutes, longer than he should, idly stroking his cock as he watches him. His expression. His aether. Ever little move and gesture.

But a soul shouldn't be separated for too long and he wants to drag out his neediness, so he eventually will give the pieces back setting it all back into place.]

[ He doesn't know if that's a welcomed change or not. But being able to feel his physical body again is sudden, and slightly shocking despite the pleasure. His hands immediately reach for Hades shoulders, nails digging into him slightly as he catches his breath and rocks his hips into his hand, definitely feeling needy and desperate ]

That was — unexpected.

But did it dispel any lingering doubts that you and I are both here, breathing and hearts beating?

[He gives him a firm stroke before bringing his hand to his own lips and licking the fingers clean. And then he tries to get him to sit up on the edge of the pool so he can remove his clothes proper.]

[ He moves the moment he's prompted to, helping Hades along with that as much as he can, maybe a little bit in a hurry ]

It did, though it feels a little like cheating, when you're influencing parts of my soul. But it does feel nice — being connected to you.

[He finishes undressing him and begins to stroke him again, deliberately too slow to be satisfying.]

As if you cared about a little bit of cheating. I'd call it being creative anyway.

[ That is completely unfair and he lets out a whine, giving Hades a look that is mean to be threatening, but probably fails at that ]

Hades—

[Yep, that isn't intimidating at all. He kisses the tip of his nose.]

Yes, Five?

[ he's not allowed to be cute while he's dying to be touched properly!! There's another whine, and he holds his shoulders a little more tightly at that ]

That's not enough.

[He caresses his cock once very lightly with an aetheric claw. It’s barely there and without scratching unlike earlier at his neck. That he would imagine would be the unpleasant kind of hurt.]

I had a suspicion.

[He waves off his own clothes and straddles him, lining up onto Five’s cock but not lowering down just yet.]

You could have simply said you missed my warmth.

[ wow. He's growing more and more impatient, but he has to admit Hades is incredibly hot like this. He shifts, bringing his hands to his ass again, not trying to force him down but keeping his eyes on him ]

You are such a tease, darling.

I am your moon and stars. Are I not to seem out of reach at first glance?

[He sucks on the tip of his own index finger, wetting it before dragging his finger down his chin, his throat, chest and stomach. He strokes his own cock before leaning forward dipping lower just enough to brush against him as he slides his fingers up Five's stomach and chest before catching his chin.]

[ He's incredibly captivating. His gaze follow him the entire time and he holds his breathe in as he watches him, unable to stop. He gropes his ass, hands moving on him but again letting him be in charge still. When he catches his chin, his look is full of hunger ]

Would you have me burn for you like the sun, then?

Only in brilliance.

[He slips his hand behind his head so he can kiss him deeply, tasting him savoring him, as he pushes his hips down completely in one motion filling himself. And stuttering into the kiss for his efforts.]

[ it's perfect, and maybe having waited for it makes it all the more so. There's a pleased noise into the kiss, and he kisses him hard and hungry, finding it difficult not to rock into Emet right away, but he decides to wait for him to get used to the feeling of him first. ]

[He stays close to him with an arm braced by his head. He's flushed and not moving just yet. He runs a thumb across his bottom lip.]

Why are you holding back?

[ there's a little breathless laugh at that, and then he just smiles, his hands going to Emet's hips as he starts moving, rocking into him, slow for now but keeping his eyes on his reactions ]

Maybe because I care about your comfort.

[His eyes flutter at the rocking as he keeps his focus on him still brushing his bottom lip.]

More than care, but I do wonder if this is a quiet plea to take the decision from you.

[ he hums at the question, looking at him as he shifts to take his finger between his lip, teeth scraping on it as he keeps his eyes on him, like he's trying to provoke him. He doesn't answer, not verbally, but he does rock his hips into him harder, using his hold to force him down his cock at the same time ]

[He shivers at that, both the teeth and being pushed into deeper. But he takes his hand back so he can take each of Five's hand in turn kissing each knuckle as he sits back shallowly rocking on him. He'll then tuck each hand under a knee and use his noticeably less weight and height advantage to hold them in place.]

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