firstworldproblem | IC Inbox 2 (Imeeji)

[Since he isn't trying to break away, he reaches around Five to remove his belt. Pulling at the knots and ties before it slips free and uses it to bind his forearms behind his back.]

Cuddling with as mentioned before. But it will make it ever more delightful if you are wound up and spent just a little. There is little as satisfying as having you pliant in my arms or you enacting payback when a little exhausted.

[He kisses the shell of his ear.]

Agreeable enough?

[ He's already getting hard and Emet has barely had to do anything to get him to this state. And to think not that long ago he wasn't even sure if he'd be interested in this to begin with.

There's another shaky breath at the kiss, the tip of his ears getting noticeably red but he nods ]

You're still not getting out of that homework, for the record.

[He tucks runs a hand down his hip, his ass.]

Is that where your mind is? Can I turn it in late?

[ his mind is definitely not to the homework, if he has to be honest, but he doesn't want to make it too easy for Emet despite how obvious his desire is, and how he's moving toward his touch ]

Make a convincing argument for it and I'll — consider.

[He taps his chin and thinks about it.]

No. You have a point. Perhaps I should finish it first.

[He uses his own belt to bind his ankles before shoving him on his side. And then he leans back against Five's stomach picking up the notebook and flipping it to the next clean page. He gets rather comfortable using Five as a literal pillow.]

Now where did you put that pen?

[ he grunts as he's moved again and Emet binds his ankles as well, and he doesn't immediately realize what is happening, but when he does there are two thoughts running through his head immediately.

Is he going to actually torture him by neglecting him after getting him so worked up?

And why does the idea of Emet getting comfortable on him while he's hard and needy sound so unfairly hot. He doesn't know if it's the shame aspect of it or the thought of being forced to wait, but instead of being a turn off, it just gets him harder ]

I was just being cocky, come on—

Come. This is important.

[He runs his knuckles across his cheek in a very soft gesture as he finds the pen himself and does start to sketch out some rough outline of arcane calculations carefully keeping the pages in Five's view the entire time.

Which is probably just a handful of minutes, but there is no doubt he is enjoying Five's predicament the entire time.]

[ To his credit he actually tries to focus on some of that, just in case Emet is seriously on the verge of an important discovery in his plans.

But he doesn't really manage, and soon enough he's squirming, getting a little impatient ]

Hades—

[He doesn't expect to actually get anything accomplished other than thoughts already floating in his head. Emet just assumes it would be a turn on for him.

He puts the book down eventually and grabs his hair roughly to kiss him equally as rough.]

What sweet sounds when you say my name and beg besides.

[He fondle him before tugging at the waist of his pants stripping him from the waist down, but leaving any shirts or throws of his outfit in place. The binding do cause complications so he more pools the cloth at his ankles.]

[ He assumes right, because after all he can't help but finding being driven and forced to this kind of desperation hot, and the fact Emet himself seems unbothered only makes it better.

There's a small cry as he grabs on his hair so roughly, but it melts on his lips as he kisses him, tongue desperately seeking Emet's to taste him and get anything he can from him. He chases him after he pulls back, and at his touch he lets out a loud, shameless moan. ]

[Emet is quite sure Five will get him back in dreams where aether is in play. Considering that, why not take full advantage otherwise? Though a low chuckle does escape him at his neediness.]

Just from that? Have I been neglecting you?

[In the end he does remove the bindings at his ankles so he can manhandle him back to his knees, kneeling behind him as he drips lube on his fingers. He keeps his other arm braced low under his stomach so he can both support him and fondle him as he likes.]

Or is your desire for me simply that strong?

[He does rim a finger around his entrance to see if he is ready.]

[ he's not, but that doesn't stop him from pushing back against him now that he has better grounds to do that, his head hung low and his back arching toward his touch. He's trying to adjust his weight as best as possible, like this, but definitely counting on Emet to keep supporting him ]

You were working on formulas while resting right on me.

It did turned out better than I had imagined. I'll have to keep that in mind.

[He does push a finger in stretching him before adding a second. He does support him. He doesn't want this to be too uncomfortable.

He leans forward and kisses his clothed back as he stretches him.]

[ He can't really complain when he's enjoyed it, but he's still not sure what of that scenario got him so much, so he pushes that thought aside for now, simply focusing on how good Emet fingers inside of him feels, how even through his clothes his kisses are enough to send shivers down his spine ]

... I want you in my mouth. While you open me for you.

[ a pause, and then he adds, with a little more confidence ]

Fuck my face, Hades.

[That catches him by surprise but not in a bad way.]

I am enjoying this boldness.

[His fingers slide out with a wet sound as he drags his other hand through Five's hair, though the wetted fingers remain on the curve of his ass. The pet starts out as a soft caresses before he grips the strands tightly pulling him up by his hair until he is sitting up.

Once he's up he'll unbutton his trousers tugging the material away just enough to get his cock out before kneeling in front of him. Luckily, he's always had lanky arms so he can dip his fingers back in his entrance as he guides the back of Five's head with his other hand to his cock.]

This is a sight I won't forget soon.

[And though he tries to hide it, he does look down on him with quite the smoldering expectation.]

[ If he's entirely honest he's still embarrassed about voicing what he'd like, all the more so in such a manner. But the reactions are always well worth it, and this time it isn't an exception.

There's a gasp as Emet pulls him up by his hair but just like always, it goes straight to his cock. It feels especially hot now, when his hands are still bound and he has to rely on Emet to guide him to his cock. He clenches around his fingers for just a moment, gazing up at him, taking the way Emet is looking at him with expectation.

Expectations that he would never want to betray, let alone now.

So though it's a little challenging to move with his hands bounds he does, brings his mouth to the base of his cock and licks a wet stripe up his length before he takes him in his lips, letting out a soft, pleased moan at the feeling of its weight against his tongue ]

[He shakes his head when he tightens around his fingers. Though it is accompanied by a delighted sound as he pushes them in further stretching him.]

Aren’t you meant to be relaxing these muscles?

[Though that sound isn’t nearly as delightful as the one he makes when his mouth begins its work. And as much as he would enjoy closing his eyes, he keeps them open so he can watch him. Knowing he does enjoy that.

And Five exceeds expectations without a doubt. He careful not to choke him as much as he does desire to push into that warm mouth. At least not at the moment. He does wonder if he would like it.

He keeps his hand lightly on the back of his head for support since he did take his hands away.]

Do you want me to come in your mouth?

[ This isn't a dream and having Emet come inside his mouth right now might mean he'll have to wait further to have him inside of him, after he's already had to wait him while he used him as a comfortable pillow.

But he wants to taste him now that they're in the waking world, and the way he asks him, the way he's looking at him while he's stretching him open makes him want it desperately.

So he moans around his cock as he takes more of him in, looking at him full of want and unmistakable desire, hoping that will suffice as an answer ]

[That does convey the message well
and he grabs a fistful of his hair to push deeper into his mouth. He’s quite hard at this point having been attended by this skilled and fetching man in front of him.

He lets out a long, drawn out moan full of pleasure and bliss.]

Ah... What am I to do with you besides the obvious?

[He does use his hold to rock into him, breathe hitching and coming faster.]

How captivating you will look trying to swallow my release.

[ he could activate common law to increase pleasure, make the process that much faster, so he could finally, finally taste him on his tongue. But he doesn't want to rush this, and the way Emet grabs on his hair and starts rocking into him feels good enough that he's almost certain he's going to come untouched just from that.

He doesn't — but he does suck him eagerly, careful to adjust himself so he won't choke on Emet's cock. He won't use common law to increase pleasure, but if he uses to make it feel like aetheric touches, well, he can't be blamed, can he? He knows Emet enjoys that ]

[Emet was considering pulling out enough to let Five to use common law to reduce recovery time, but he was so wet and warm he didn’t have the heart to pause. Even the fingers inside him have stalled as he thrusts into his throat.

And is that Five’s final answer? Common law for aetheric touches? He’s probably a 15/10 on the smug scale, isn’t he?

He isn’t expecting it as he always forgets the common law can be used for that. Thus he is caught off guard. Five’s reward is A high pitched mix of a yelp and an indecent whine that escapes his throat. Unfettered and loud. And his face, ears, and neck blush a deep scarlet.

The only reason he doesn’t come right then is because he pulls his fingers out of him and grabs the back of his head with both hands and and deep throats him as far as he can.

And then releases with a whine.]

[ He doesn't have the time to protest the lack of fingers inside of him with that. He shouldn't be caught by surprise given that he knows the effect that would have on him, but he is, and he lets out a choked noise around his cock.

It feels overwhelming, Emet forcing him down on his cock like that, his cum spilling into his throat and just how absolutely, wonderfully obscene he sounds like this.

He loves it, and he can feel his cock twitching, begging to be touched but not yet. He'll have to be patient for a bit more and right now, he's fully enjoying having been able to drive his partner to this ]

[His fingers are painful in his hair and only when he is spent does he relax his grip and pull out.]

Five Hargreeves.

[He all but pants as he pulls him up further to kiss him and taste himself of his tongue.]

[ He desperately wants to touch him, but his hands are still bound and so he focuses on that kiss instead, moans into his mouth as he kisses him eagerly and lets him enjoy the taste of him on his tongue - that gesture alone already being enough of a turn on for him.

He only pulls back when he feels himself out of breath, and as Emet guessed, he's incredibly smug ]

I take it you liked the surprise.

[He closes his eyes and lets the tips of his fingers run down his cheek, his neck, basking in the feel of it. This small gift.]

Of course I do.

[The words are soft just like the touches.]

Just when I thought I had the upper hand.

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