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D-Dance?

_{[Ah, wait, he's not ready for this! He only has a moment to set down his glass before Hythlodaeus has him by both hands and is dragging him up to his feet. Already his face is a deep peach as he blushes, not really sure what to do at all.]}

I fear I do not know how.

Neither do I. Does it matter? 'Tis only us, we can look the fool if we like.

[He spins himself around and laughs, before taking both hands again and linking their fingers together.]

So dance as you like!

I suppose it does not matter, no...

_{[Ah, this is so embarrassing but Hythlodaeus is ever so influencing...he cannot just say no, can he? And what harm is there in moving his body a bit in time with the beat? Surely none at all. With their fingers laced he swings their arms gently between them, moving his hips without much grace but the effort is, surprisingly there.]}

That's it!

[Chuckling, he continues to dance with him, before trying to spin Hermes around this time. Then he wraps one arm around him, idly waving their held hands around. He seems to be having fun, and he hopes Hermes is enjoying himself too.]

Ah-!

_{[He's enjoying Hythlodaeus' antics more than anything. It may be awkward for him, sure, but he's happy to go along for the ride. Being spun has his eyes going wide but he laughs despite himself as he's pulled back with his friend's arm looping around his back.]}

[He only pauses when the music turns to the next song, which is decidedly slower and therefore not really suited to that kind of dancing. Still laughing, he looks up to Hermes with a grin.]

See? Wasn't that fun? You need to let loose sometimes.

[He pulls Hermes back to the couch, practically pulling Hermes on top of him as he flops back down.]

_{[Tugged back onto the sofa he stumbles atop the other man, having to brace himself as to not crush him. With a bit of fumbling he sets himself right, settling beside Hythlodaeus, albeit closer than he had before.

Was it fun? It was. It would be a lie to say it wasn't. Even so, it feels strange to enjoy himself. Was it really okay to? Hello existentialism.]}

I will admit...it is quite difficult for me to do so. I am not used to letting people close. If I am to be perfectly honest with you, Hythlodaeus, you are the closest anyone has ever been to me.

_{[Taking the prior Fandaniel out of the equation, Hythlodaeus now had that claim, especially when it came to being physically close.]}

It is something I am still navigating, much like everything else about this place...and what has come to pass.

[He takes Hermes' hand and squeezes it, still smiling.]

I am glad we could have this chance to get to know each other more intimately. I enjoy our time together.

[He pauses, then brushes his fingers over Hermes' cheek.]

You enjoy it too, don't you?

Aye, that I do...and yet I still feel as if I don't know you well at all, Hythlodaeus.

_{[He offers him a sobering smile, leaning into the fingertips that brush against him so delicately.]}

I cannot see what is appealing about spending time with me, but I am glad you do so none the less.

Then get to know me. I will not object.

[He can't even say the wine is going to his head, he's still on his first glass- he leans in to press a soft kiss to Hermes' lips, before pulling back slightly to curiously observe Hermes' reaction. They've never done this with just the two of them when not under some kind of influence.]

_{[It's different to be kissed when not under the influence of something. Even more different that it's just the two of them now. He isn't expecting Hythlodaeus to lean in and kiss him but he's not upset about it either. If anything it sends his heart racing, the sound of his own pulse echoing in his ears. It's as exciting as it is stressful that he keeps ending up like this with the other man but now that he has his wits about him (for once) he can't help but overthink it all.

He shouldn't doubt Hythlodaeus and in reality? He doesn't. The only person he doubts is himself, what a shocker, and it leaves him questioning everything. Was it right to seek comfort in the other man? Was it okay to let him closer? To think that only he and Emet-Selch (Caduceus aside) were all that were left of his home...it makes his chest ache. Shouldn't he be grateful to have them both? To have Hythlodaeus here, before him? He should and yet...

Hermes leans in but it's not for a kiss. Instead he tucks his face into the crook of his neck and breathes silently for a moment, trying to find his words.]}

How shall I do so?

[He holds Hermes, patting his back.]

However you would like. I am always here if you would ask questions of me... if you would simply like to talk.

[Just because Hythlodaeus is making moves, it doesn't mean he won't back off if Hermes doesn't want it.]

We needn't do anything you don't wish to do. You know this, yes?

Of course.

_{[It isn't that he doesn't want to reciprocate those moves - he very much does - but he's afraid to. He keeps his face in the dip of his neck, simply breathing in his scent. He smells clean. It's refreshing, calming.]}

...If I am to be perfectly honest I would very much like to kiss you. I enjoy it, immensely...but I have much on my mind. It feels wrong to think so much when I should be focused on you, my friend.

I could give you something else to focus on...

[He kisses at Hermes' neck, before grazing his teeth over the skin.]

Would you let me?

[He knows that Hermes loses himself quite easily to pleasure. Even if it's only temporary, it's better than feeling sad instead.]

_{[The feel of lips against his neck sends a shiver down his spine, the question leaving him with goosebumps.]}

I would let you do anything.

_{[It's the truth. At this point in his life, where he's at, what he's thinking about and going through, he's more than happy to do whatever Hythlodaeus wants. He has no duty anymore, no sense of purpose, there is no hope of returning to their star or even the lifestream in this place...so what else was there to lose other than his mind?]}

[With that answer, he pulls back slightly so that he can catch Hermes' lips with his own again. He has a vague idea of what he wants to do for him, but he needs to get him in the mood first.

Today he's wearing a loose white shirt with a rather low neckline- he hadn't arrived here with the sole intention of seducing the other man, but perhaps it had been in the back of his mind that he'd want something nice to wear. Nipping at Hermes' lower lip, he then deepens the kiss, pulling him closer.]

_{[Maybe he shouldn't be so passive. Maybe he should be a bit more firm in what he wants or what he believes. Maybe that day would be today - or maybe it wouldn't. Hythlodaeus is kissing him again and he finds it easy enough to go along with it. Pulled closer he goes along with the flow, letting his eyes fall shut as he focuses on the sensation.

In truth Hermes did find it a bit difficult that many encounters seemed to lead to this sort of thing...but what was there to be done about it? It wasn't as if he disliked it, at least when it came to Hythlodaeus, but if the two of them were back in Elpis or Amaurot things would be vastly different, would they not? A hand settles itself at his friend's side, thumb brushing idly against him. There must be something Hythlodaeus enjoyed about him - he wouldn't be here out of pity.]}

[He can feel Hermes is still tense, and he rubs at his back soothingly as he kisses him. He's not going further unless Hermes seems into it, after all.

For his part, it's easy to lose himself in the kiss. He shifts and pushes Hermes so that he's sitting with his back straight against the back of the sofa, then eases himself into his lap, legs straddling his hips. He presses in close, eager for more, but still taking note of Hermes' enthusiasm- or lack thereof, depending.]

_{[Like a doll he allows himself to be maneuvered and put into a more preferable position, soon finding his lap occupied by Hythlodaeus. Gingerly he places his hands on either side of his friend's hips, gasping softly against his mouth as his lips are once claimed again.

Up his hands slide to the front of that low cut shirt of his, to toy with buttons as he begins to undo them. He doesn't want to seem uneager - he is - his mind is just busy and his heart is weighted down. Best to think of his friend before him and not of things that no longer existed. When he breaks the kiss for a bit of air he can't help but smile at him appreciatively.]}

You have a very beautiful form, you know. Many would be jealous of it, I think.

_{[Of course the true beauty lay in one's soul and Hythlodaeus' was equally as lovely to perceive.]}

[At the very least, Hythlodaeus isn't here out of pity nor does he only want sex from Hermes. He just wants to see him happy, for as long as he can make him. As Hermes fiddles with his shirt Hythlodaeus bites his lip, pleased with the compliment.]

I'm sure I have the archery to thank for that.

[He lifts his shirt off his head so that Hermes can see his form all the better, and toys with the hem of Hermes' shirt. His gaze is on Hermes' eyes, though.]

And you, my friend... have the most exquisite eyes I have ever seen.

[He thinks they hold too much sadness in them, but otherwise they're beautiful.]

_{[The compliment has him flushing, hands settling back on his hips once Hythlodaeus has stripped himself bare of his top. The archery has played some part in his friend's looks being as pleasant as they are, but regardless of the tone of his body it's his face and those piercing eyes of his that really capture Hermes' attention...and everyone else's, understandably.]}

I never thought much of them, to be perfectly honest...but thank you.

_{[Then again he never has thought much of himself in general.]}

Whatever you see in me, I do not doubt it.

_{[Not with those eyes of his.]}

[He smiles to hear that Hermes believes him, and leans back in for another kiss. His hands roam under the other man's shirt, ghosting over his stomach and up to his chest, and he breaks the kiss only to tug at it insistently, hoping Hermes gets the idea and lifts his arms for him so he can remove it.

For as little as Hermes thinks of himself, Hythlodaeus doesn't quite understand. He's pleasant enough to look at, he thinks, especially when he lets himself go- though that only seems to happen for but a few moments. He leans back in and starts to kiss at his neck, but this time he bites too, sucking at the skin to leave marks behind.]

_{[Kissing truly is a pleasant activity, he's decided. It hits all the right serotonin buttons in his brain and with Hythlodaeus' hands roaming his front under his shirt he can't help but moan softly against his mouth. It doesn't take long for him to raise his arms to rid himself of the garment. It's hard not to feel a little shy in comparison to his friend but those insecurities find their way out the window when he begins to kiss at his neck, biting and suckling tender skin.

He definitely wasn't expecting that. He sucks in an inhale of air between his teeth, tilting his head to the side to allow him more access to his long neck.]}

Ah, Hythlodaeus...

[He loves hearing his name like that- he all but purrs against his skin, a hand finding one of his nipples and pinching it suddenly while the other tangles in his hair, keeping his head angled just so.

He spends some time leaving marks behind, before dragging his tongue along the bruised skin. His hips shift slightly, to press against Hermes a little. He wants to feel when he's into this enough that he can move along- though honestly, he could sit here and kiss Hermes all day if he was allowed to. The sounds he makes are always so pleasant.]

_{[Hythlodaeus is impossible to resist. Everything about him is appealing - his appearance, his voice, his scent and most importantly his soul. Hermes can't help but feel weak against him. The effect the other man has on him is palpable, what with how he leaves marks upon his throat and tongues the bruised skin without mercy. The shift of his hips doesn't help his situation either, sparking a certain now familiar warmth in his lower abdomen. With his arms hooked loosely around the archer's back he draws him closer against him, hoping to feel the warmth of his chest against his own.]}

...May I try something?

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