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Don't make it so very tempting, and I won't.

[He laughs and does relent kissing his chest and then taking him into his hand to stroke him.]

I didn't do anything... [ he grabs for emet to try to drag him into another kiss, though he ends up gasping into it as he takes him in hand. ] It's been, It's been a while since I've gotten drunk on my own pheromones...

Now why would you deprive yourself of such a simple joy.

[He begins to work him a bit rougher but puts a bit off weight across his thighs so he can't move as much. Mostly to prevent opening his injuries.]

Because I like seeing other people succumb to it and I can't enjoy that if I'm too drunk on it to notice. [ he's not even sure if that makes a whole lot of sense, but he doesn't exactly care. his thoughts are a bit of a mess already, and the fact that emet's jerking him off isn't helping him find any sort of clarity. ]

My, enjoy this for the moment, but do be careful not to move too much. Bloodplay isn't on the menu today.

[And he leans down to take him into his mouth holding his hips roughly down to minimize moving.]

Fine, fiiiine, I'll be still, ... [ he flashes emet a cocky smirk. ] or still-ish. [ a chuckle follows, but it fractures into a moan as soon as emet's mouth is around him. ] Fuuuuuuuck. [ rocks his hips upward, one hand moving to the back of his head to hold him in place. ]

[The rocking works. He was planning on taking him as far as he could go anyway so that just helps. And so he indulges him, sucking and drinking deeply while scratching at his hips.]

[ since he's high on his own pheromones he starts losing control of how excessive he's being with them, so emet might feel a little bit more. childe hums, murmuring his name until he breaks into a moan, rocking a bit harder as he chases his orgasm. ]

[He pulls off when he's getting close holding onto the base tightly definitely heady.]

My.

[ ?!?! ]

H- Hades? [ there's a distinct edge of desperation to his tongue, his flushed face looking down at him with a mix of confusion and concern. ] Haven't you already teased me enough? [ he lays his head back down, laughing in between pants. ]

[He kisses the tip of his nose and gives his cock a very unsatisfying stroke.]

I'm not sure if there is a line of 'enough' teasing. But how about just a little begging.

[ grumbles, trying to fuck his hand, but he has little to no success. he can't really move, and hades' grip on him is making getting the friction he desires impossible. ]

[ he's right about the teasing though,
especially when a person is a masochist. ]

[ he loves this as much as he hates this. ]

Let me come, Hades, come on... I'm close, real close, you should just let me come unless you plan on doing something more.

[He kisses the tip of his cock.]

I'm only considering this because you won.

[He deep throats him again removing the pressure so he can chase his release again.]

...now I'm curious about what you had in mind had I lost. [ he sets a hand on the back of hades' head and holds him there as he bucks into his mouth a couple of times, reaching his orgasm with a satisfied groan. only after does he remove his hand. ] Just because I, I won, it didn't mean you had to just... had to just give me what I want. [ he does enjoy being mercilessly teased. ]

[He drinks it all nearly choking for lack of air, but when the hand is finally released he will wipe his thumb against his own bottom lip.]

Another time I will bind and have you begging. A time when you are not covered in injuries.

[He brushes a hand through his hair.]

I imagine you would enjoy the struggle.

[ he tries dragging him into a kiss, so he can taste himself on his lips. ] I don't think there will ever be a time when I'm not covered in some kind of injury... or is this some kind of incentive? If I'm good and don't get hurt you'll play real rough with me? [ ngl, it's tempting. ]

[He bites his lip before pulling away from the kiss.]

Perhaps.

[That's pretty much a yes.]

Is there any physical play you don't like?

[ tugs him up alongside him. he's a bit tired now, so it's cuddle time. ] I don't think so, but I'm also too tired to think on it... what about you, hm? Same question. [ buries his face in hades' chest. ]

[He wraps his arms around him.]

There is not much, no. Even bruising can be quite exhilarating under the correct circumstances.

... [ pinches his hip. ] What would you say is your favorite thing then? Is it cuddling?

[Kneeing him lightly.]

If we are speaking of the physical, yes. Though indulgent and warm baths are a close second.

[ pinches him again, harder. ] Take a bath with me then. [ so he can fall asleep on him, since that's got a 95% chance of happening. ]

I will need incentive to carry you there.

I’ll make you breakfast in bed after I’ve taken a nap. Or whatever you like, but I’ll bring it to you, feed you, whatever.

[He smiles does shuffle to pick him up, carrying him carefully to the washroom.]

Let's just make sure we don't fall asleep in there.

[He puts it on extra warm but also opens the window if there is one to have that nice contrast of a winter breeze.]

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