[ He has to save face somehow and talking big is a way of doing just that. Or at least that's what he was hoping for, but whatever saving face he could manage to do doesn't quite work with the way he gasps at that smack on his ass. Emet pressing his face against his mattress like that and tugging his hips up makes him feel incredibly exposed, but it's an instant turn on and the praise only excites him further.
By the time he's grinding against him he's already hard, and trying to move back toward him, wanting more and enjoying the way Emet feels against him even when he's still wearing his clothes ]
[He roughly knees his legs apart further slipping a hand between them so he can caress his balls and stroke him roughly a few times thumb caressing the tip of his cock.]
Hard already? My, I wonder if I could have you spilling without even touching you directly. Just you tied up with me whispering in your ear what I would do to you.
[Not that he has any ground to start on. He couldn’t hide how hard he was getting rutting against him.
He slicks three fingers with lube and shoves them all in while holding his hip firmly in his other hand. The movement is slow at first to ensure the common law is in place and that while painful it should be more pleasurable than not. But if he seeing no obvious signs to relent, he will not.]
[ He did activate as asked, so his reaction seems to only be positive - another gasp for air as he arches his back, barely resisting the urge to just move toward his fingers. It's embarrassing, but Emet is right. He probably could come without having him touch him at all, just to the sound of his voice and imagining the things he'd do to him ]
As if it's — any different for you. Wonder if you're thinking about claiming me - just to show my body who it belongs to.
[He fucks him with his fingers making sure to curl them as he almost pulls out before sinking them as far in as they’ll go in a rough pattern.]
There is a tantalizing quality to your flesh that I experience with no other. A desire to bind body and soul to me, and me alone.
[He slips his fingers out so he can slick up the new toy he got, and just as with his fingers he gives little preparation to pushing it all inside him at once. And he didn’t skimp on the girth with this purchase.]
But then I remember how insatiable you are, and I do appreciate all these helpers you have found.
[ 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.
You could. Though I believe that window of opportunity has passed today.
[When the toy is properly seated, he’ll sit back down cross legged dragging Five over his lap with his ass slightly in the air but his belly over his legs.
He tilts his head to the side so he can watch his face.]
Do rate how well I’m succeeding.
[Not that he expects and answer as he begins to spank him.]
[ 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? ]
[ 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.
[He pulls him up so he’s facing him, straddling across his hips as he gives him a chaste kiss on the lips.]
No, I don’t think I will.
[He pulls out the toy and grips his hips firmly lining himself up.]
But I am not heartless. I will give you something to suck on after.
[The dildo was probably larger than he is but there is no competing with flesh against flesh. He seats himself fully with a grown holding that position for a few moments before thrusting into him with earnest. And he is using his bulk and his position so that Five is manhandled throughout the entire process, his control over the rate and speed greatly reduced.]
[ 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 ]
[ 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.
[ 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 ]
[That’s really cute but he doesn’t voice it out loud. And Emet wants to make sure he just has a little. Enough so that he won’t feel terrible in the morning.
But when he is done he will swaddle him in blankets and his arms and kiss his forehead.]
I suppose it would be good morning, my love. Do rest well.
[ 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. ]
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By the time he's grinding against him he's already hard, and trying to move back toward him, wanting more and enjoying the way Emet feels against him even when he's still wearing his clothes ]
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Hard already? My, I wonder if I could have you spilling without even touching you directly. Just you tied up with me whispering in your ear what I would do to you.
[Not that he has any ground to start on. He couldn’t hide how hard he was getting rutting against him.
He slicks three fingers with lube and shoves them all in while holding his hip firmly in his other hand. The movement is slow at first to ensure the common law is in place and that while painful it should be more pleasurable than not. But if he seeing no obvious signs to relent, he will not.]
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As if it's — any different for you. Wonder if you're thinking about claiming me - just to show my body who it belongs to.
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[He fucks him with his fingers making sure to curl them as he almost pulls out before sinking them as far in as they’ll go in a rough pattern.]
There is a tantalizing quality to your flesh that I experience with no other. A desire to bind body and soul to me, and me alone.
[He slips his fingers out so he can slick up the new toy he got, and just as with his fingers he gives little preparation to pushing it all inside him at once. And he didn’t skimp on the girth with this purchase.]
But then I remember how insatiable you are, and I do appreciate all these helpers you have found.
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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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[When the toy is properly seated, he’ll sit back down cross legged dragging Five over his lap with his ass slightly in the air but his belly over his legs.
He tilts his head to the side so he can watch his face.]
Do rate how well I’m succeeding.
[Not that he expects and answer as he begins to spank him.]
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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? ]
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Are you about finished? Ready to move on to the final stage.
[He drums his fingers roughly across the base of the toy letting it reverberate inside him.]
Will you say please?
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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.
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No, I don’t think I will.
[He pulls out the toy and grips his hips firmly lining himself up.]
But I am not heartless. I will give you something to suck on after.
[The dildo was probably larger than he is but there is no competing with flesh against flesh. He seats himself fully with a grown holding that position for a few moments before thrusting into him with earnest. And he is using his bulk and his position so that Five is manhandled throughout the entire process, his control over the rate and speed greatly reduced.]
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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.
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As for the new request he does comply, kissing him roughly as he is gasping between rough thrusts into him.
And he’s been hard well before he started to spank him so it won’t be long before he comes with his name bit out against the corner of Five’s lips.]
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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.
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As I said, you prefer the cuddling.
[He unties him and takes Five’s arms and wraps it around his neck so he can pick him up.]
Don’t fall asleep just yet.
[He kisses his forehead and starts to run the bath for them. He makes another mental note to get Five and Vergil and upgrade for their room.]
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And whose fault is that? I'll always consider you responsible for my cuddling addiction.
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[He cleans them both thoroughly but quickly, before finding new night clothes for both and probably sheets.
When he is done with all that he will nestle with him into bed.]
You should drink something before you fall asleep.
[And he will offer his neck or his arm whatever Five seems to have the energy for.]
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... 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 ]
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[That’s really cute but he doesn’t voice it out loud. And Emet wants to make sure he just has a little. Enough so that he won’t feel terrible in the morning.
But when he is done he will swaddle him in blankets and his arms and kiss his forehead.]
I suppose it would be good morning, my love. Do rest well.
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