Re: 389 morning

[personal profile] homicidalrage 2021-08-06 08:31 pm (UTC)(link)
[ It's difficult to move when he's tied up like this, in the position emet put him in, but there's a twitch of his hips here and there, like he's trying to move back on Emet's fingers. It's not enough - it's not enough and he wants him so badly already, and it feels embarrassing how needy he's getting just at being fingered.

And then he pulls out of him, and before he can protest he's filling him with the toy.

It's more than he expected, and though he only lets out a soft exhale at it, he is squirming, his body feeling just slightly overwhelmed ]

Maybe I should be the one to — tie you up next time, and have my way with you until I'm satisfied.
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Re: 389 morning

[personal profile] homicidalrage 2021-08-06 08:46 pm (UTC)(link)
[ he should have expected it since he slapped his ass earlier, but he didn't, and for a good second he looks a mix of embarrassed and shocked, even though the blush that spreads to his cheeks definitely has more to do with arousal. ]

Hades—!

[ he'd try to grab for him, but his hands are tied and he can't even hide his face, so he just tries to look away, biting on his lips to avoid making any more embarrassing sounds. Why is it that Emet always knows what buttons to push? ]

Re: 389 morning

[personal profile] homicidalrage 2021-08-06 08:57 pm (UTC)(link)
[ His breath is catching up and the way the toy feels inside of him as Emet drums his fingers across the base is just enough to feel overwhelming. There's something particularly hot about Emet like this, too, and it feels a little shameful how much he enjoys it.

He frowns, looking like he's hesitating for a moment, but then— ]

I want to suck you off. Please. Let me taste you on my tongue.

Re: 389 morning

[personal profile] homicidalrage 2021-08-06 09:26 pm (UTC)(link)
[ Being denied by Emet feels strange and new, but in this context, with how he pulls the toy out and replaces it with his own cock? Not something he'll complain about.

It's too much all of a sudden but that's exactly why he likes it, and he lets out a whiny little noise, eyes falling shut and body shaking as he can barely move, completely under Emet's control. And that, too, feels too good.

He wants to touch him, wants to kiss him and beg for him, but right now the latter is probably the only thing he can do ]

Kiss me — kiss me again.

Re: 389 morning

[personal profile] homicidalrage 2021-08-06 09:44 pm (UTC)(link)
[ He's pretty much at his limit, so he follow suits shortly after, enjoying the feeling of Emet coming inside of him and the thought of them reaching climax together. It always does feel special, when they're together.

He was already tired but by now he's well and fully exhausted, so it's probably no surprise that he immediately slumps against him, catching his breath but looking like he doesn't want to move at all ]

Feels - pretty nice. To be in your arms like this.

Re: 389 morning

[personal profile] homicidalrage 2021-08-06 09:49 pm (UTC)(link)
[ He'll rest his head against him, barely humming at the words but keeping his eyes closed. ]

And whose fault is that? I'll always consider you responsible for my cuddling addiction.
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Re: 389 morning

[personal profile] homicidalrage 2021-08-06 09:58 pm (UTC)(link)
[ He'd thought he could just drink when he wakes up, but Emet is right, he should probably drink before that to avoid risking any side effects. But he is tired, so in the end, it's his arm that he'll take, bringing his wrist to his mouth so he can bite down on it ]

... Thank you. For everything, really.

[ and then he finally starts sucking, trying his hardest not to fall asleep as he feeds because, well, he's not a baby ]

Re: 389 morning

[personal profile] homicidalrage 2021-08-06 10:11 pm (UTC)(link)
[ It takes him no time at all to fall asleep, but he does end up clinging to him, clutching at his shirt and keeping as close as possible. Despite that, he seems to sleep peacefully, finally calming down after, well. All that panic. ]