[As Hythlodaeus runs his fingers over his scalp Hermes dares to use his teeth, pressing his tongue flat against his bared throat before biting down. It's definitely with more force this time - not enough to draw blood of course - but enough to leave tiny indents when he pulls back. A bit shocked at himself he presses a soft kiss to the area, nuzzling against him with his cheek in apology.]
[Hythlodaeus seems more than fine with it- in fact he moans as he feels teeth sink into his skin, as his hips roll down against Hermes.]
No, you... do it again.
[Breathless, he grips Hermes' hair and pulls a little, trying to egg him on. His free hand rests on Hermes' shoulder, blunt nails digging into his skin slightly.]
[The pull to his hair leaves him gasping, face burning at the sound of Hythlodaeus moaning. It's such a wonderful sound - even more wonderful that he's responsible for it. Steeling himself he rakes his teeth over his throat once more, nipping his way out toward his shoulder. It's when he gets to the dip of his collar bone that he bites again, quite and hard, licking at the mark he leaves.]
[He seems pleased, and moves to kiss Hermes more roughly. His hand trails lower finally to knead at the other man's cock through his pants, his own hardness clear as day. He wants more, that much is obvious. He starts to undo Hermes' pants, finally deciding that he wants to move on.
As he pulls back, he moves off Hermes and slips down to the floor between his legs, tugging at his pants and hoping Hermes gets the idea and lifts his hips to make it easier.]
[He doesn't just think it, he firmly believes it, and it seems the bitemarks he'd left on his friend have excited him quite a bit. The rough kiss is eagerly returned, lips left parted as he gasps quietly when the contact's broken. The hand on his cock through his pants draws an easy moan from him and soon enough he finds Hythlodaeus kneeling before him on the floor between his knees.
Swallowing he lifts his hips, getting the message loud and clear. If Hythlodaeus wants to pull them down and off he's more than welcome to.]
[He makes quick work of his pants and underwear, tugging them all the way off and tossing them aside, before pushing Hermes' legs apart further and taking his cock in hand, giving it a few strokes while kissing at his inner thighs. Then he drags his tongue from base to tip, watching Hermes carefully as his lips close over the head and his tongue flicks over the slit.
His hand subtly moves down to unbutton his own pants, and he frees his cock just so that it isn't pressing against his clothing- not that Hermes can see it from his position, but he's hard enough that it would have started to hurt after a while. That biting really got to him.
He soon moves his attention back to Hermes, hand sliding up his thigh as he teases the head with his lips and tongue, not bobbing down just yet. No, Hermes can stand a little teasing he's sure.]
[And, just like that, Hythlodaeus is sucking his cock again. It's not something he's used to at all. In fact, it's really only something he's done with his friend, considering his sexual experience thus far has mostly been with his fellow Amaurotines. Watching Hythlodaeus between his legs is incredibly erotic, sure, but it's also hypnotic. He feels as if he's being entranced and enchanted by a being who has no reason being as beautiful as he is.
Every minute lick and swirl and suck of his tongue and mouth has Hermes openly whimpering, a hand raised to press knuckles over his lips. He must be such a sight but at least Hythlodaeus won't judge him for coming undone - he's already done so how many times by now? One hand still free he reaches down to brush the other man's bangs out of his eyes, tucking a few of those loose, lilac strands behind an ear.]
[He wonders, as he watches Hermes, how the other man could put his mouth to use. Would he learn quickly? His own cock throbs a little as he imagines Hermes' mouth on it. His tongue exploring. With a soft moan he kisses down the side of his cock, and reaches up to move his hand from his mouth.]
No muffling those delightful sounds, now...
[His fingers trace his lips, before he presses two of the digits past them and smiles.]
Let's make this a learning experience, shall we? Simply do as I do. I am sure you'll learn quickly...
[To see if Hermes knows what he means, he sucks gently at the head of his cock again and waits for him to mimic the action.]
[Hermes may be bashful but he's no fool. He knows exactly what Hythlodaeus is getting at when he pushes his fingers against his lips, only to follow the action by sucking his dick. The stimulation has him shuddering, lurching forward as he grips his wrist loosely to hold those fingers in place. With his lips parted pliantly he takes the tips of them into his mouth, sucking lightly, tongue flat up against the pads. There's a wanton little whimper out of him as he licks up the side of them, attempting to mimic what Hythlodaeus had been doing to him.]
[What a quick learner he is indeed. Hythlodaeus shudders a little to imagine him doing that to his cock, and rewards him by swirling his tongue around the head of his length in return.]
Good boy... oh, you look ever so pretty doing that.
[He'd look even prettier between his legs, but he won't leave Hermes wanting for too long. He takes more of his cock in his mouth, sucking, tongue flat against the underside. He assumes Hermes won't be able to take much into his mouth at once- not yet- but that's okay. It's more about using your tongue to pleasure- the sight of someone taking you in deep is just a bonus.]
[It feels almost just as good to hear words of praise fall from those plush, devious lips as it does to have them around his cock. Hermes isn't sure what will drive him more mad - the sight of Hythlodaeus swallowing him more and more, head bobbing with a flush face or the actual sensation of it. The sounds he's making are pathetic, almost akin to a mewling creature as he does his best not to bite down on the fingers in his mouth. Instead he focuses on imagining they're another part of his friend's body and that thought alone is enough to have him groaning while he sucks.
Does he look pretty? Was it actually an attractive sight? There's no way he could compete with the sight of Hythlodaeus between his thighs but that doesn't mean he doesn't want to try and be just as pleasing to look at.]
[He takes him deeper, his free hand moving to cup his lover's balls and knead softly. He hopes Hermes is taking that into account, too. The feel of him sucking and licking at his fingers has his cock leaking by now, but he has to be patient for Hermes. When he pulls back up to the tip, toying with the slit again, he closes his eyes and hums around him. He's obviously enjoying himself. His eyes don't stay closed for long though, because he likes the sight of Hermes with his fingers in his mouth. He pushes them in a little deeper, though not too far.]
I knew you'd be good at this... heh.
[And then he dips back down, sucking and bobbing in earnest now. He told Hermes he'd finish him this way one day, and perhaps today is that day. He will, however, stop if Hermes gets too close.]
[It's all so much at once. The sight of Hythlodaeus working away at him is being burned into his brain along with every touch, lick and squeeze he gives. He's so good at this...Hermes can only hope that if he attempts this it'll feel even a fraction as good as it does to him. If things keep going as they are now he'll be slapped in the face with an orgasm sooner rather than later.
Those slender digits are pushed further into his mouth and he takes them in earnest, lashes lowering against his cheeks as he closes his eyes briefly to focus simply on the sensation of it all. He licks, sucks, drags his teeth carefully over skin and slides the tip of his tongue over nail beds, doing his best to mimic what's being done to him. Fingers though are different than dick. Maybe though he'd get to try...he is ever so curious now.]
[He pauses as he feels Hermes nearing his finish, pulling back and murmuring against his cock.]
How would you like to finish? In my mouth? Or perhaps you'd like things to be a little messier...?
[He asks so casually, grin devious as he kisses along the underside to keep him interested. He removes his fingers from Hermes' mouth finally, so that he can answer. Hythlodaeus is fine with either option, it's not like a messy finish is hard to clean up.]
[How can he look like that in a moment like this? It practically threatens to send Hermes right over the edge then and there, but he bites his lip, looking almost distraught. Honestly? He doesn't care which but the first option? That really makes his gut twist.]
[He seems pleased either way, and slides his mouth back over his cock to keep working him. He tongues at his slit, wriggles it against the underside as he slips down, taking as much of him as he can- and it's a lot- before bobbing his head and fondling his balls more. He even moans around him, gaze flicking up to watch Hermes' expression, obviously having a great time between his legs. He can taste the precum on his tongue, and his free hand moves to stroke himself a little, out of Hermes' sight, but the motion of his arm likely gives away what he's doing. He's so hard right now... he always has loved pleasuring people this way.]
[Hythlodaeus jerking himself off a bit doesn't slip past Hermes' watchful gaze but it also doesn't fully register as he's far too focused on his own pleasure to think of much else in the moment. A few more bobs of Hythlodaeus' head and he's reaching out to slide his fingers through that messy hair of his, gripping ever so slightly. This is it. He's going to die...which honestly? That'd be totally fine. He's more than content right now in the present and with a final glance thrown his way from those mischevious eyes Hermes is whacked in the face by the full force of his orgasm.
There's no holding back as he bends at the middle, groaning out his friend's name, desperate. When he finishes he's practically melting back against the couch, panting, pressing his forearm against his eyes.]
[He makes sure to finish Hermes properly before swallowing what's in his mouth and letting go of both himself and Hermes, climbing up onto his lap again after throwing his own pants and shoes off to the side. He grins wickedly, leaning in to kiss at Hermes' shoulder.]
That's it... you were so good.
[Such a quick learner... and he makes such lovely sounds when he's coming, besides.]
[And just like that it's over...only for Hythlodaeus to go from the floor straight into his lap. As he settles against him Hermes wraps an arm around his back to keep him in place, dropping his other arm away from his eyes. His cheeks are a lovely shade of rosy pink as he catches that grin. Ah...this was far from over.
Not that he was complaining.]
I didn't do much...
[He wasn't the one on his knees although maybe he ought to be.]
I want to be though. For you. I want to make you feel good as well.
[He's pleased with that, peppering kisses along Hermes' neck and shoulder.]
And how would you please me?
[He murmurs it in his ear, pressing his erection against Hermes' stomach pointedly. He's definitely riled up, tip wet from precum, barely managing to resist grinding against him. He doesn't care too much about how he comes now, as long as he does- and he doesn't think Hermes will disappoint either way.]
[The question is hot in his ear, his hardened cock against his middle all too apparent. How would he please him? Well, there are a number of ways that would be suitable but what he really wants to try is what was done to him. When he looks at Hythlodaeus he can't help but feel shy, despite the fact he has the man currently naked in his lap.]
What you just did for me. I'd like to try it...I may not be very good but even so...
[He knows he can't do that if Hythlodaeus is in his lap though, so he elegantly slides off and onto the couch beside him, turning so that his back is against the armrest and his legs are draped across Hermes.]
Is this a good position for you?
[He'll shift his legs if Hermes chooses to move, of course.]
[Nodding he shifts to slide to his knees on the floor, positioning himself between both of Hythlodaeus' thighs. He can't help but stare for a moment at the erection before him, swallowing quietly as he reaches out to grab him. Just focus on what he thought would feel good...surely he could do that. Carefully he brings the tip of his cock toward his lips, giving it a soft kiss and playful little lick over the slit. Soon after he takes him into his mouth, sucking on him gently, paying heed to Hythlodaeus' advice. Don't take too much in at once. Start slow. So he does. He's a little awkward, sure, but it's a very pretty sight indeed.]
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I got carried away.
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No, you... do it again.
[Breathless, he grips Hermes' hair and pulls a little, trying to egg him on. His free hand rests on Hermes' shoulder, blunt nails digging into his skin slightly.]
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Pretty...
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[He seems pleased, and moves to kiss Hermes more roughly. His hand trails lower finally to knead at the other man's cock through his pants, his own hardness clear as day. He wants more, that much is obvious. He starts to undo Hermes' pants, finally deciding that he wants to move on.
As he pulls back, he moves off Hermes and slips down to the floor between his legs, tugging at his pants and hoping Hermes gets the idea and lifts his hips to make it easier.]
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[He doesn't just think it, he firmly believes it, and it seems the bitemarks he'd left on his friend have excited him quite a bit. The rough kiss is eagerly returned, lips left parted as he gasps quietly when the contact's broken. The hand on his cock through his pants draws an easy moan from him and soon enough he finds Hythlodaeus kneeling before him on the floor between his knees.
Swallowing he lifts his hips, getting the message loud and clear. If Hythlodaeus wants to pull them down and off he's more than welcome to.]
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His hand subtly moves down to unbutton his own pants, and he frees his cock just so that it isn't pressing against his clothing- not that Hermes can see it from his position, but he's hard enough that it would have started to hurt after a while. That biting really got to him.
He soon moves his attention back to Hermes, hand sliding up his thigh as he teases the head with his lips and tongue, not bobbing down just yet. No, Hermes can stand a little teasing he's sure.]
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Every minute lick and swirl and suck of his tongue and mouth has Hermes openly whimpering, a hand raised to press knuckles over his lips. He must be such a sight but at least Hythlodaeus won't judge him for coming undone - he's already done so how many times by now? One hand still free he reaches down to brush the other man's bangs out of his eyes, tucking a few of those loose, lilac strands behind an ear.]
H-Hythlodaeus...
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No muffling those delightful sounds, now...
[His fingers trace his lips, before he presses two of the digits past them and smiles.]
Let's make this a learning experience, shall we? Simply do as I do. I am sure you'll learn quickly...
[To see if Hermes knows what he means, he sucks gently at the head of his cock again and waits for him to mimic the action.]
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Good boy... oh, you look ever so pretty doing that.
[He'd look even prettier between his legs, but he won't leave Hermes wanting for too long. He takes more of his cock in his mouth, sucking, tongue flat against the underside. He assumes Hermes won't be able to take much into his mouth at once- not yet- but that's okay. It's more about using your tongue to pleasure- the sight of someone taking you in deep is just a bonus.]
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Does he look pretty? Was it actually an attractive sight? There's no way he could compete with the sight of Hythlodaeus between his thighs but that doesn't mean he doesn't want to try and be just as pleasing to look at.]
Y-You feel incredible.
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[He takes him deeper, his free hand moving to cup his lover's balls and knead softly. He hopes Hermes is taking that into account, too. The feel of him sucking and licking at his fingers has his cock leaking by now, but he has to be patient for Hermes. When he pulls back up to the tip, toying with the slit again, he closes his eyes and hums around him. He's obviously enjoying himself. His eyes don't stay closed for long though, because he likes the sight of Hermes with his fingers in his mouth. He pushes them in a little deeper, though not too far.]
I knew you'd be good at this... heh.
[And then he dips back down, sucking and bobbing in earnest now. He told Hermes he'd finish him this way one day, and perhaps today is that day. He will, however, stop if Hermes gets too close.]
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Those slender digits are pushed further into his mouth and he takes them in earnest, lashes lowering against his cheeks as he closes his eyes briefly to focus simply on the sensation of it all. He licks, sucks, drags his teeth carefully over skin and slides the tip of his tongue over nail beds, doing his best to mimic what's being done to him. Fingers though are different than dick. Maybe though he'd get to try...he is ever so curious now.]
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How would you like to finish? In my mouth? Or perhaps you'd like things to be a little messier...?
[He asks so casually, grin devious as he kisses along the underside to keep him interested. He removes his fingers from Hermes' mouth finally, so that he can answer. Hythlodaeus is fine with either option, it's not like a messy finish is hard to clean up.]
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M-Mouth. Please.
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[He seems pleased either way, and slides his mouth back over his cock to keep working him. He tongues at his slit, wriggles it against the underside as he slips down, taking as much of him as he can- and it's a lot- before bobbing his head and fondling his balls more. He even moans around him, gaze flicking up to watch Hermes' expression, obviously having a great time between his legs. He can taste the precum on his tongue, and his free hand moves to stroke himself a little, out of Hermes' sight, but the motion of his arm likely gives away what he's doing. He's so hard right now... he always has loved pleasuring people this way.]
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There's no holding back as he bends at the middle, groaning out his friend's name, desperate. When he finishes he's practically melting back against the couch, panting, pressing his forearm against his eyes.]
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That's it... you were so good.
[Such a quick learner... and he makes such lovely sounds when he's coming, besides.]
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Not that he was complaining.]
I didn't do much...
[He wasn't the one on his knees although maybe he ought to be.]
I want to be though. For you. I want to make you feel good as well.
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[He's pleased with that, peppering kisses along Hermes' neck and shoulder.]
And how would you please me?
[He murmurs it in his ear, pressing his erection against Hermes' stomach pointedly. He's definitely riled up, tip wet from precum, barely managing to resist grinding against him. He doesn't care too much about how he comes now, as long as he does- and he doesn't think Hermes will disappoint either way.]
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What you just did for me. I'd like to try it...I may not be very good but even so...
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[He knows he can't do that if Hythlodaeus is in his lap though, so he elegantly slides off and onto the couch beside him, turning so that his back is against the armrest and his legs are draped across Hermes.]
Is this a good position for you?
[He'll shift his legs if Hermes chooses to move, of course.]
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[It seemed a lot easier of a position to be in and while he enjoys the way Hythlodaeus is lounging, he's not sure how to bend effectively like this.]
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[He doesn't mind shifting to sit how Hermes was, before pointing to the floor- a silent instruction for Hermes to get on his knees.]
Simply focus on what you think would feel good, and you will be fine. Don't try to take too much in at once, either... not this time.
[He smirks- he can test Hermes' limits another time, but for now it's his first time.]
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