If only that was the case. It's not though. This is just pretend. There was only one being that ever existed that had even remotely felt that attached to him and that was because he'd created her that way. He forces a smile onto his lips as he reaches out to comb his fingers gently through Riddle's hair. It's soft. He truly is a precious creation indeed.]
Of course. You created me, after all. What good would I be if I didn't know?
[He doesn't know, but he can at least do this much - leaning in to nudge his forehead against the boy's before kissing him sweetly.]
[Do what he feels is right? Well...if he did what he actually wanted to do, he doesn't think Riddle would appreciate it. Not when he'd come to him so skittish and nervous. He doesn't want to break that trust.]
Understood.
[He leans back in again, pressing another soft kiss to Riddle's lips, hand gently tracing itself over his shoulder and down over his side. He'd like to touch more of Riddle but that's a boundary he doesn't want to cross unless he's told it's okay to.]
[He really is weak to praise, isn't he? Maybe it's pathetic but hey, it feels nice to be told he's doing a good job. The caress of Riddle's gentle, small hand has Hermes only wanting to kiss him further, so he does, relishing the soft contact and touch. Unable to help himself he moves to deepen the kiss, tongue testing the waters as he presses the tip against Riddle's lips.
He'd like more really. So much more from him...but it isn't his place to be greedy. Any amount of attention or affection right now is worth it.]
[His tongue is careful as he slips it past Riddle's lips, swiping against the roof of his mouth as he exhales through his nose, tugging the boy closer to his chest. He's warm, soft and pliant, and compared to him incredibly small.
The size difference between them only endears Hermes to him further.]
[Everything about Hermes is so gentle that Riddle can't help but melt into it. He'd been so used to pushing himself past discomfort and dismissing doubts and discomforts, after all. So this is... a nice change from what he was used to. Something he... might not mind getting used to.
He's still a bit shy as he tries kisses him back, self-conscious of his inexperience.]
[This, at the very least, is something he can relax into. There's no more anxiety toward their little pretend play that he'd felt strangling him before. No, he can simply focus on how soft and pliant Riddle has become next to him, humbled that he decided to trust him enough to do this with him. It's the sort of trust he's careful not to break.
When he finally breaks the kiss for air he's humming softly, a hand having found purchase against Riddle's back, stroking up and down the length of his spine gently.]
Can I do anything for you? Anything else you wish of me?
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Or, well, they could try to, at least. This sort of position is much more uncomfortable for Riddle, but it only seems fair to Hermes after all that.
So, he shakes his head gently.]
All I desire is you. I trust you to know what to do.
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If only that was the case. It's not though. This is just pretend. There was only one being that ever existed that had even remotely felt that attached to him and that was because he'd created her that way. He forces a smile onto his lips as he reaches out to comb his fingers gently through Riddle's hair. It's soft. He truly is a precious creation indeed.]
Of course. You created me, after all. What good would I be if I didn't know?
[He doesn't know, but he can at least do this much - leaning in to nudge his forehead against the boy's before kissing him sweetly.]
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He returns it, then smiles at him.]
Silly man. All you need to do is what feels right. Listen to your intuition.
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Understood.
[He leans back in again, pressing another soft kiss to Riddle's lips, hand gently tracing itself over his shoulder and down over his side. He'd like to touch more of Riddle but that's a boundary he doesn't want to cross unless he's told it's okay to.]
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After a few breaths, his eyes flutter open again, and he reaches up with a hand to lightly caress his face.]
You're doing wonderful.
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He'd like more really. So much more from him...but it isn't his place to be greedy. Any amount of attention or affection right now is worth it.]
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Mm... yeah, just like that...
[Right before he lets Hermes enter his mouth, heartbeat fluttering underneath him.]
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The size difference between them only endears Hermes to him further.]
Mm...
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He's still a bit shy as he tries kisses him back, self-conscious of his inexperience.]
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When he finally breaks the kiss for air he's humming softly, a hand having found purchase against Riddle's back, stroking up and down the length of his spine gently.]
Can I do anything for you? Anything else you wish of me?