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But here the tradeoff is so much more powerful than it would be in debate, and it's a brief time indeed before Hythlodaeus gasps out helplessly, his eyes sliding shut, moans out his lover's name - again, and again, - and grabs onto him desperately, rocking his full length inside Hades as the wave of pleasure washes over him, carrying away everything, a flood of searing fire through his mind. His hips move reflexively for a brief while more before he finally stills, gulping air against Hades's neck in half-sobs, tears in the corners of his eyes - another proof of just how far it took him.
Some time passes, and Hythlodaeus has no idea whether it's short or not, before he finally feels in control of his body again, incredibly weak though it is. He's not certain he can move yet, even though the rational part of his mind says that he probably should, if only so they can lie down more comfortably - but he has a feeling he's not moving anywhere, at least not until the trembling in his limbs dies down. He exhales a quiet breath, warm air against Hades's skin, nuzzles into his neck weakly as he allows himself to simply bask in the utter bliss of the afterglow.
"Hades..."
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But it's too much all at once.
One last stroke proves the tipping point. Hades convulses with a cry and bucks upwards as relentless waves of unadulterated pleasure wash over him. His seed spills across their stomachs and Hythlodaeus' hand, pulsing, it seems, with the rapid beat of his heart. His hips continue to rock until the orgasm finally subsides, whereupon he slumps bonelessly upon the bed, panting. He feels weak - as though he has run several malms without rest. The last time he'd felt this way had been after that rigorous mating session with Felih.
Curse this prison of flesh, he thinks as he drapes an arm around Hythlodaeus' shoulders, gently stroking his lover's hair. How else to convey the depth of his affection but through these paltry gestures?
"'Daeus," he murmurs faintly, kissing him gently on the outer shell of his ear. "I missed you."
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"Well now, Hades... Can you truly miss something that has only just taken place? Or was it more than just self-awareness that you granted my shade?" Hythlodaeus murmurs, his tone playful - he's a little too dazed to think whether or not that's a good choice of what to say. Feeling a little strength return to him, though, Hythlodaeus finally pulls out with a groan - he's still sensitive, but right now he just wants to lie down next to Hades. They can clean up later.
"I missed you too," he murmurs, making himself comfortable against his friend and lover, wrapping his arms around him. "Across those twelve millennia, know that I've missed you, wherever I'd gone."
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He shifts on to his side, leaving his arm draped across Hythlodaeus' waist. His back and thighs already ache. It will probably be difficult to walk tomorrow, but that is a problem for later. Mayhap he can even solicit a little pampering from his friend because of it.
After leaning in for a leisurely, affectionate kiss, he tucks himself against his taller friend and closes his eyes as though to sleep. They really ought to clean up first, but he's tired. Emotionally and physically.
"Would that you could stay by my side for the rest of time."