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You have been denied for far too long. Of course I would.

[With a snap of his fingers he changes the color of the lights to a hazy mist of the colors of their souls. It acts as a barrier, simply a visual one, between them and the outside world.

A little space to call their own even it is only for a short while.]

If only I could ask that you could stay with me for all time.

[He makes a small noise, and there's no disguising the longing, sharp and painful.]

I am unsure I could say no if you asked me to.

[He wraps his arms around Emet and kisses him, deeply, palm cradling the back of his neck.]

[He kisses him back.]

And never would I dream of it. You have your duty, and I will not keep you from that. But until then, I am ever at your disposal.

And if I asked you to stay with me?

You've always been my better judgement.

I know you will make the correct decision.

[He is SO offended. Not by the compliment but just by the very situation of Emet using this against him. He's not upset, just sulky and offended.]

How dare you.

[He knows he's just diverting the responsibility to him, and it would upset him. But not that much. So he asks just as much with the tilt of his head as with the questioning pull of his aether what has got him so upset.]

[He's not really upset, sulky, but not upset. How could he ever be upset at Emet? It's more a dramatic reaction than a real unhappiness.]

Oh don't act confused.

[He huffs, and pulls Emet in to kiss him, still sulking. Though, well, kissing soothes him anyway.]

How can I be bad when you leave it to me?

[He picks him up in a princess carry after a spin.]

Oh? We aren't going to speak of my complete and whole trust in you? How your wisdom is always sought out?

Time has changed us, but somethings will always remain the same.

That besides, don't you like being in charge even if it is openly so?

[Well he does like being a princess! At least, draping his arms around Emet's shoulders.]

Of course I like being in charge, but don't pretend you don't want me in charge to begin with. You used to complain but you'd probably feel abandoned if left to your own devices.

But you know if you tell me you'll trust my judgment I can't just be selfish. It's hardly fair.

[Rubs his nose against his.]

And if I ask you to be selfish?

[His arms tighten, even with leaning his forehead to Emet's there's a tight possessiveness past the cute cuddles and face leans.]

What do you think? How could I ever want to let go of you?

I will not stray from your side while you are here. And I will hear every complaint, every request, every desire.

And you can hold that with you even long after you've departed this place and found yourself at journey's end. A reminder that I will always love you.

But you made a promise, and even though he was not able to keep it, you'll find each other when you return to the lifestream.

[He smiles just a little.]

But you know even still there's some requests I won't make. Some complaints I won't voice. And some desires I don't need to say. Should I break both our hearts by making you refuse? I think not.

But I'll let you indulge me in anything else.

[He takes his hand and places it on his own chest.]

Take a piece of it. Seems unsightly that only those who claim themselves gods here get to take their share.

[His fingers curl in, digging into Emet's soul.]

I will. And you will take a piece of mine. After all, I can't leave you without some mark of me, to warm you.

[He doesn't flinch in the slightest.]

Of course. But I was going to give you the honors first. Go on.

[He leans his cheek on Emet's shoulder, fingers stroking through his soul. Not yet taking a piece, just, appreciating the feel of him. Petting.]

So impatient.

[Surprisingly, even to Hythlodaeus, there's hesitation. No lack of desire to claim Emet's soul, but when it comes to taking a piece, he can't quite seem to muster up the ability.]

[He wraps his fingers around Hythlodaeus' own hand.]

Would you rather have it given?

No, that's not...

[He takes a breath and continues petting Emet's soul carefully. The desire to take it is certainly there, and puzzlement at his own hesitation.]

I suppose even the smallest piece missing is something I don't wish to see.

Hythlodaeus.

[He sits in midair and wraps his arms around him.]

I could give you a trinket of my magic instead though I suppose you already have my memories.

I won't say no. But I still want your soul, all of it. I suppose that's a touch unreasonable. But perhaps it is a puzzle to work out.

For now, why not take a piece of mine? I will ponder over how best to keep a piece of you.

[Without traumatizing myself.]

[Power flows from him easily wrapping around both of them and blocking out the light.]

Do I need to remind you again how vast and endless my abilities are. A small piece is but a fraction.

[How is he to react except by blushing a little, pink dusting his cheeks. Has he ever been able to watch Emet show off a little without thinking it the most beautiful thing? Especially with a man so stingy with his aether, it's impossible not to find the display especially flattering and sweet.

He has to kiss this man's nose cheekily or he might burst with emotions.]

How easily you upstage my preparations with an even more beautiful display.

I would argue the most beautiful display is sitting in my lap right now.

[He puts a hand on his chest quietly asking for invitation as he kisses him on the cheek in return.]

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