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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.]

[ He places a kiss against his neck, sweet and gentle, before he resumes sucking on his blood - slow despite how much he wants to just take it until Emet is spent beneath him. He wants to draw this out, let Emet enjoy this feeling for as long as possible.

And though he doesn't let go of his hand, he does bring his other to his chest, to his scar, fingers brushing against it careful and gentle - a reminder of the promise he made him before ]

[Five, you murderer. He did not sign up for this.

He is goo beneath him. Completely pliant and willing. Sorry he can't articulate how much this means to him or how much he means to him.

There is a hitch of breathing as his fingers reach his scar. He knows exactly what he is trying to convey, and it makes the tears fall more freely.

Also rude, he thought he was going to win today, but guess not.]

[ Too bad, it's exactly what he signed up for the moment he declared his friendship!

When he knows he's drank enough that Emet will likely fall asleep in a matter of minutes at most, he pulls back. He keeps his hold on his hand, keeps his fingers on his scar, and licks his lips before he places a soft kiss to his forhead, and then on the corner of his eyes. ]

Rest now, my love. I'm here with you. And I'm not leaving.

[He blinks his eyes for both the tears and the focus he is losing. But he hears the words and nods as he tilts Five's face towards him so he can kiss him. It's soft, but he tries to convey the raw adoration he is feeling. The lifeline Five has become for him.

He whispers a return 'I love you' back in his native tongue against his skin before sleep does finally take him.]

[ It's all he needs, really. He places a soft kiss against his forehead afterwards, and then he'll snuggle up to him for warmth, pulling a blanket over them both.

This may have been temporary, but he's still glad he could give something close enough to peace to him for a moment. And for now, regardless of how long it'll take for Emet to wake up, he'll rest right against him ]

[He will sleep deeply. More deeply than he has in a long time with all his his worries, his fears not continually trying to wake him in the middle of the night.

Quite the kind gift, Five Hargreeves.

He won't sleep long though. A nap of two-ish hours. But as wakefulness begins to take him he will try to shut it out by burying his head into Five's chest with a grumble.]

[ There's a little laugh when he hears him, and his hand immediately goes to pet his hair ]

I take it you had a good nap?

[He's not moving his head. He's comfy and the rest comes out slurred.]

What did you do?

Hypnosis.

[ he'll keep with the petting then, wanting to keep giving him as much affection as possible ]

...should I have asked?

[He hums and kisses his shoulder.]

Do it again.

[ The request worries him, and he looks at Hades, uncertain of how to proceed ]

I'm not sure how good an idea that is, darling.

[ time to take advantage of his daze to slide in another pet name. But he does keep petting him, keeping him close, gentle and affectionate ]

Even taking aside the fact I've already drained enough of your blood, it's temporary. It isn't too different from this aging up potion.

Lahabrea has my blood stored somewhere is this dorm. Though I'm not quite sure where.

[Being obtuse on purpose for a moment before kissing him softly on the cheek.]

I know. But if you believe the aging potion is worth it, can I not think the same?

[Five did just give a starving man water after all.]

[ He is so clearly conflicted. If there is someone who deserves peace, however temporary, it really is Hades. And he's right in saying he's doing the same with the aging up potion, so how can he deny him when he has the chance to help for a short while?

But he is worried about enabling something ultimately unhealthy. But in the end he kisses the top of his head and sighs ]

Only one more time. And not before we get you something to eat. I don't need to drain you to hypnotize you, so I won't drink you to that point again. It will last for however long it will last, so don't complain if it's only a few minutes.

Understood?

Five.

[He puts a hand on a cheek to tilt him to he is making eye contact.]

Talk to me. You clearly have reservations.

... When the effect is over reality will come crashing down again. I didn't decide to hypnotize you like that on a whim, I do know how much you carry with you.

I don't want it to feel all the more heavy when it fades.

And I don't want to hurt you when trying to help you.

It is lighter.

[He sits up bringing both hands to cup his face as he kisses his forehead.]

Lighter than it has been since I can remember. We both have hope, true hope. And you are no small part of the reason.

And the hesitation speaks volumes for your care. The blame would never be yours.

I understand the risks and willingly take them. But don’t think I do not wish to speak of your worries once your potion runs out. You know I love you no matter your form.

I know you do. And it does feel better, knowing that.

[ he lets his eyes fall shut and just enjoys the contact, the sound of Emet's voice - being here with him now ]

I can't deny you. And I do want to give you peace for as long as possible. But like I said.

Only once more. All right...?

Alright.

[He kisses him briefly, but properly.]

I'm not used to being called out on my more questionable personally destructive habits. The murder and the Rejoinings plenty, but these little things... well, you have always been perceptive. Do you remember when you called me out in Amaurot?

[He sits up fully contemplative.]

If I have to eat, does that mean I get to feed you as well. Not blood of course.

Of course I remember. Isn't that what our friendship has always been about? You've called me out on my own destructive habits before as well.

[ he'll sit up as well, looking at him for a moment before he reaches for his hand ]

I should still be able to eat normal food, if you want to surprise me with an actual proper romantic dinner. Not that our earlier outing wasn't appreciated.

'Tis a nice feeling. To know someone will tug you back when you've gone too far.

[He takes his hand and kisses his knuckles.]

I hardly fed you. Was all a liquid diet. Though I'm not feeling particularly hungry so I hope you don't mind if it isn't a feast.

It is nice. So rest assured I will be there for you as well.

[ he can't help the blush to his cheeks at Hades kissing his knuckles, and he smiles at it, fond and nothing short of adoring ]

So long as I can be certain you had some food in you, I won't complain.

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