[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.]
[He breathes out a soft sigh as he begins to suck at his cock, brushing his fingers through his hair fondly.]
What a lovely sight...
[He hopes Hermes gets as much pleasure out of doing this as Hythlodaeus did. Perhaps he would even be left wanting again by the end of it, and Hythlodaeus would be more than happy to go again. He bites his lip, lashes low as he watches Hermes intently.]
[He can't help but smile at that, the edges of his mouth quirking upward as he continues to bob his head slowly, flattening his tongue to drag it up from the bottom of his shaft back up to the tip. Despite what he's doing there's an innocence that surrounds Hermes as he focuses on doing his best to please his friend. At the end of the day that's all he really wants - to do a good job and perhaps bring someone else a bit of joy.
He had lived his life in service of bettering their star...which no longer existed. The best he could do now was live his life in service of those who remained.]
[The innocence is appealing in its own way. Hermes will never be anything but innocent, Hythlodaeus thinks, but that's fine. He's good as he is...]
So pretty... would that I could etch this into my mind forever.
[He could have a good try, he thinks. The way Hermes' hair falls into his eyes as he works, the way his tongue feels against his cock... he rests his other hand on his shoulder, and though his grip in his hair tightens a little he never forces Hermes to take more than he wants to.]
[For all the trouble he inevitably causes for mankind, Hermes is naive to a fault in certain aspects. This personality trait of his would perhaps never change, but maybe that was a charm point for him. He can't exactly imagine the sight that Hythlodaeus has is that lovely he'd want to remember it forever, but he won't stop doing what he's doing either. To do so would be rude and stop the flow of what he'd already begun.
Instead he continues, hand moving from holding his shaft to cup and squeeze his balls instead, much like what had been done for him. As for the hand gripping his hair? Well, it feels nice, in a weird way - being at Hythlodaeus' disposal wasn't exactly a bad thing.]
[The kneading of his balls has him moaning, eyes closing only briefly with the sensations. He was so close before that he's already trying not to come.]
If you don't want to have to take it in your mouth... I suggest pulling away.
[He hopes he doesn't pull away, but it's only fair to warn him.]
[He's not going to pull away. Hythlodaeus had taken him entirely in his mouth so surely he could do the same, no? It would be fine. Besides, he had to learn at some point. He's getting a bit sloppier now with his movements, but he continues to suck on the head of his cock, hoping to bring him the same release he'd enjoyed.]
[He appreciates the gesture, and it's not long before he's coming into Hermes' mouth, head falling back against the couch as he breathes out the other man's name. Somehow, knowing Hermes had never done this before makes it all the better. It's like he's claimed him in some unspeakable way.
Letting out a shuddering breath, he sinks back into the sofa.]
Mm... for a first performance? Good... yes, quite good.
[It's a bit sudden, even if it's not unexpected, and the taste is...strange? Not terrible but not exactly pleasant either. Eyes widening he does his best to swallow what comes out but he manages to miss some of it. Still, it's a good effort, even if when he looks back up at Hythlodaeus a bit of cum has dribbled down out of the corner of his lips. ]
[He urges Hermes to sit back up on the couch, and wipes at his mouth with his thumb. Then he kisses him deeply, enjoying the taste of himself on Hermes' tongue. He's simply learned to associate the strange taste with good feelings, rather than finding it truly pleasant, but it means he enjoys it now all the same.]
Did you enjoy it?
[He pulls back to watch Hermes, trailing fingers over his chest and stomach.]
[Back up on the couch he goes, only to be met with a passionate kiss that leaves him dazed. He's still feeling the faint glow from his own orgasm earlier, leaving him rather agreeable for the moment. Hythlodaeus' fingers wander and roam but Hermes simply stay, loosely hooked around his waist.]
I did, yes. Very much so.
[Or well, it wasn't so much the act he enjoyed but it was making Hythlodaeus feel good that was his reward.]
[Perhaps one day the act will please Hermes as much as it does Hythlodaeus, but it's fine if not... as long as he does it willingly and derives some satisfaction from it. Hythlodaeus smiles before kissing idly at the bruises he'd left on Hermes' neck.]
I do hope you don't heal these... I like to see them on you.
[Ah there he goes again, kissing at his neck. He lets out a small exhale. If Hythlodaeus keeps doing this to him he's going to end up addicted to it.]
Heal them...?
[He hadn't even thought about that, nor has he seen what sort of state Hythlodaeus has left his neck in. It brings a new flush to his face. Just what had he done to him?]
I will leave them. For you.
[It's a pity he can't ask the same of Hythlodaeus but he knows he doesn't have that right.]
[He doesn't want to heal his own, but... alas, Emet-Selch has made it clear how he feels about Hythlodaeus flaunting his other partners in front of him. For now though, he just wants to hold Hermes. So he tugs him closer, settling his head on his chest and sighing contentedly.]
[It's hard to tell whether or not Hythlodaeus is being serious when he says as much but then again what reason does he have to doubt his friend other than his own insecurities? If they look good to Hythlodaeus then that's what matters. It isn't as if he's ever cared much about his own appearance before anyway - how one looked never mattered - it shouldn't now.
The weight of his head on his chest is a comfort. Hythlodaeus seems content for the time being as well. If Hermes were to be honest? As nice as sex was this simple closeness was almost preferable.]
They show up much nicer on your skin than mine.
[His awkward way of saying they look prettier on Hythlodaeus...but most things seem to, in his opinion.]
Perhaps; I cannot see them. But does it matter if they do? They can look good on the both of us at the same time.
[He tips his head up again to kiss the corner of Hermes' mouth with a chuckle. A soft, affectionate thing before he ducks his head back down to rest on his partner's chest.]
Would you prefer to lie on the bed, also? There is more room to stretch out there.
[He untangles himself from Hermes and stands, offering his hand for Hermes to hold as they make their way into the bedroom. Upon seeing Caduceus, Hythlodaeus smiles.]
How adorable. Perhaps he should have his very own pillow somewhere so that you needn't disturb him when you wish to sleep.
[The hand that's offered to him is taken, fingers curled around fingers, as he's led to his room. Caduceus is there, curled up on a pillow, and Hermes moves to scoop him up with an apology.]
I am sorry, my friend, to disturb you.
[Caduceus doesn't seem to fussed about being moved, and Hermes sets him down on one of the chairs in his room. Feeling somewhat bad that the bed is far more comfortable than said chair, he grabs his robes off the back of the chair and folds them up to at least make him a little nest. Caduceus seems pleased enough, slowly slithering his way into the pile of fabric with a yawn.]
[Chuckling a little, he slides onto the bed as Hermes moves Caduceus, waiting for Hermes to join him so that he can pull him close again.]
Mm...
[He seems perfectly comfortable where he is, trailing fingers along Hermes' side and burying his face in the crook of his neck. He's still trying to decide if he wants another round, but Hermes does seem comfortable doing this...]
[It's hard not to be comfortable doing this, and with Hythlodaeus' face tucked away against his neck, his breath hot on his skin, he can't help but feel tingly.]
You aren't bored, right?
[Maybe a strange question to ask, but now that things are quiet and slow for a moment...he can't help but feel a tinge of awkwardness begin to settle in. Outside of work and now sex...he isn't sure what to really talk about or do with his friend.]
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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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What a lovely sight...
[He hopes Hermes gets as much pleasure out of doing this as Hythlodaeus did. Perhaps he would even be left wanting again by the end of it, and Hythlodaeus would be more than happy to go again. He bites his lip, lashes low as he watches Hermes intently.]
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He had lived his life in service of bettering their star...which no longer existed. The best he could do now was live his life in service of those who remained.]
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So pretty... would that I could etch this into my mind forever.
[He could have a good try, he thinks. The way Hermes' hair falls into his eyes as he works, the way his tongue feels against his cock... he rests his other hand on his shoulder, and though his grip in his hair tightens a little he never forces Hermes to take more than he wants to.]
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Instead he continues, hand moving from holding his shaft to cup and squeeze his balls instead, much like what had been done for him. As for the hand gripping his hair? Well, it feels nice, in a weird way - being at Hythlodaeus' disposal wasn't exactly a bad thing.]
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If you don't want to have to take it in your mouth... I suggest pulling away.
[He hopes he doesn't pull away, but it's only fair to warn him.]
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[He's not going to pull away. Hythlodaeus had taken him entirely in his mouth so surely he could do the same, no? It would be fine. Besides, he had to learn at some point. He's getting a bit sloppier now with his movements, but he continues to suck on the head of his cock, hoping to bring him the same release he'd enjoyed.]
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Letting out a shuddering breath, he sinks back into the sofa.]
Mm... for a first performance? Good... yes, quite good.
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I am relieved it was enjoyable to you.
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Did you enjoy it?
[He pulls back to watch Hermes, trailing fingers over his chest and stomach.]
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I did, yes. Very much so.
[Or well, it wasn't so much the act he enjoyed but it was making Hythlodaeus feel good that was his reward.]
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I do hope you don't heal these... I like to see them on you.
[He sucks at one with a grin.]
I like to know that I left them there.
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Heal them...?
[He hadn't even thought about that, nor has he seen what sort of state Hythlodaeus has left his neck in. It brings a new flush to his face. Just what had he done to him?]
I will leave them. For you.
[It's a pity he can't ask the same of Hythlodaeus but he knows he doesn't have that right.]
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Good... they look so good on you.
[He doesn't want to heal his own, but... alas, Emet-Selch has made it clear how he feels about Hythlodaeus flaunting his other partners in front of him. For now though, he just wants to hold Hermes. So he tugs him closer, settling his head on his chest and sighing contentedly.]
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The weight of his head on his chest is a comfort. Hythlodaeus seems content for the time being as well. If Hermes were to be honest? As nice as sex was this simple closeness was almost preferable.]
They show up much nicer on your skin than mine.
[His awkward way of saying they look prettier on Hythlodaeus...but most things seem to, in his opinion.]
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[He tips his head up again to kiss the corner of Hermes' mouth with a chuckle. A soft, affectionate thing before he ducks his head back down to rest on his partner's chest.]
Would you prefer to lie on the bed, also? There is more room to stretch out there.
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It would be preferable. More comfortable as well.
[He tilts his head, pressing his nose and mouth against the crown of Hythlodaeus' head.]
We will be disturbing Caduceus...but he ought to not mind.
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[He untangles himself from Hermes and stands, offering his hand for Hermes to hold as they make their way into the bedroom. Upon seeing Caduceus, Hythlodaeus smiles.]
How adorable. Perhaps he should have his very own pillow somewhere so that you needn't disturb him when you wish to sleep.
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[The hand that's offered to him is taken, fingers curled around fingers, as he's led to his room. Caduceus is there, curled up on a pillow, and Hermes moves to scoop him up with an apology.]
I am sorry, my friend, to disturb you.
[Caduceus doesn't seem to fussed about being moved, and Hermes sets him down on one of the chairs in his room. Feeling somewhat bad that the bed is far more comfortable than said chair, he grabs his robes off the back of the chair and folds them up to at least make him a little nest. Caduceus seems pleased enough, slowly slithering his way into the pile of fabric with a yawn.]
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Mm...
[He seems perfectly comfortable where he is, trailing fingers along Hermes' side and burying his face in the crook of his neck. He's still trying to decide if he wants another round, but Hermes does seem comfortable doing this...]
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You aren't bored, right?
[Maybe a strange question to ask, but now that things are quiet and slow for a moment...he can't help but feel a tinge of awkwardness begin to settle in. Outside of work and now sex...he isn't sure what to really talk about or do with his friend.]
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[Hythlodaeus laughs a little.]
What makes you think I am?
[He presses a little kiss to Hermes' neck, trying to placate him.]
Are you?
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