It takes an almost pitifully short time for Hythlodaeus's self-control to break - and how could it not when he's faced with one of his oldest fantasies? A part of him wonders desperately whether Hades knew somehow, gleaned it from that brief connection of their minds.
He screws his eyes shut, the hand over his mouth doing nothing to prevent him from dissolving into a series of small desperate whimpers at each bit of attention from Hades's mouth. Hythlodaeus knows that he shouldn't give in so easily, he shouldn't, this was supposed to be his game--but at the same time a part of his mind whispers that yes, it was his game to lose. Is that not what he's always wanted? For Hades to undo him so easily, skillfully, as befits someone of his power and talent?
That thought, too, is intoxicating, and Hythlodaeus's fingers on his mouth relax as he gives a soft, almost helpless moan, his body shivering... and then gasps, choking on his own breath as Hades takes him in his mouth. Hythlodaeus arches his back, chest heaving with his rapid breathing, digs his fingers into the bedsheets.
"Hades!--"
The name cuts off into another half-whine, half-moan as Hythlodaeus's hips thrust up again. His cheeks burn with the embarrassment of the knowledge that he's lost, he won't be able to salvage a victory in their little game anymore like this - but by the same token, it only makes him grow stiffer in the other man's mouth. Maybe it's not such a bad thing to give in sometimes...
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He screws his eyes shut, the hand over his mouth doing nothing to prevent him from dissolving into a series of small desperate whimpers at each bit of attention from Hades's mouth. Hythlodaeus knows that he shouldn't give in so easily, he shouldn't, this was supposed to be his game--but at the same time a part of his mind whispers that yes, it was his game to lose. Is that not what he's always wanted? For Hades to undo him so easily, skillfully, as befits someone of his power and talent?
That thought, too, is intoxicating, and Hythlodaeus's fingers on his mouth relax as he gives a soft, almost helpless moan, his body shivering... and then gasps, choking on his own breath as Hades takes him in his mouth. Hythlodaeus arches his back, chest heaving with his rapid breathing, digs his fingers into the bedsheets.
"Hades!--"
The name cuts off into another half-whine, half-moan as Hythlodaeus's hips thrust up again. His cheeks burn with the embarrassment of the knowledge that he's lost, he won't be able to salvage a victory in their little game anymore like this - but by the same token, it only makes him grow stiffer in the other man's mouth. Maybe it's not such a bad thing to give in sometimes...