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[WELL UNFORTUNATELY FOR YOU HE'S NOW TOO BRAINLESS TO GIVE CONSIDERATION TO THAT]

Please...

No.

[Hythlodaeus will surely thank him later when he isn't nursing bruises on his head.

But he does kiss him to stop any further protest as he continues to work him. And he is trying to pleasure him as much as possible with his current appendages. Hopefully, that will make him forget about his request.]

[He will forget about it for now, but he will also whine about it later, because he likes being spoiled.

But for now he kisses back hungrily, holding onto Emet all the tighter and rocking his hips into the movement. Even if it's not exactly what he wanted, it's still more than pleasant, and it's not long until Hythlodaeus tightens around Emet's fingers, scratching at Emet's skin and moaning into the kiss as his body convulses with pleasure and he finally spills. It's going to make a mess over both of them, but hey, whose fault is that? He slumps against Emet, breathing heavily and shivering in the afterglow.]

Hades...

[He overstimulates him on purpose. Digging in fingers and stroking his cock well beyond the comfort point. But he'll stop soon enough when he's boneless and pliant and just a puddle in his lap.]

Yes, Hythlodaeus?

[Absolute menace. He whines as he's overstimulated, scratching at Emet's shoulders more, but doesn't have much brainpower to resist left - and it comes as a relief when Emet finally relents. He buries his face in his shoulder, trying to restore his breathing and braincells.]

... Mmf. You're... [the worst. But]

I love you.

I know you do.

[He kisses his temple.]

And I love you, too.

[He wraps his arms around him and simply pets him, enjoying the quiet moment.]

[Definitely slumping against him, cuddling as close as he can. Pamper him now.]

Here I thought you doubted my affection.

[Kissing his neck gently; it's more a peck because he doesn't have the energy for anything more right now, but it's the thought that matters.]

Oh? Are you still sore with me about that?

Mm, no, I was just hoping it would give me an excuse to shower you with more attention.

[He scratches the back of his neck.]

Truly. Not upset in the slightest?

[Arches into it, like a cat!]

Perhaps, if you count worrying as being upset.

[He keeps up the petting then.]

And why do you worry for me?

More that I am scared of losing our connection. That at one point my words wouldn't reach you anymore.

[Running his fingers through Emet's hair in return. Only lazy snuggles now.]

I could assure you with words, but those never seem as real. I can only prove with actions that our connection cannot be broken.

I'm open to constantly being lavished with attention.

Not that I don't adore you, but I worry that would be a bit superficial.

How so? Wouldn't you mean it?

I would, but you know I'm hardly one to be exclusively lavishing attention.

... are you worried about your other paramours getting jealous?

[He shakes his head.]

Not at all. You would think me ill if I fawned over you all the time, would you not?

Hmmm~ I wonder! Maybe you should try it and we'll see?

You would soak up the attention like a sponge, no doubt.

Here. Why don't you just ooze onto this seat and I can drive the rest of the way.

Sounds good to me.

[DEFINITELY GONNA OOZE, but also! Reaching out to take Emet's hand briefly.]

Would you be averse to spending a few nights with me?

[He squeezes his fingers back.]

Of course not. Have you been feeling lonely?

[Also somehow only bumping his head mildly as he gets into the driver seat.]

In a sense, perhaps. I would just like to remember what it's like, to sleep and wake up with you in my arms.

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