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[emet_sulk]

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[emet_sulk]

A strangled noise of agreement works its way out of him. He could concoct a stamina potion. Such a thing is easy for an alchemist - even Hythlodaeus could make one if he were so inclined. Mayhap someday, if his friend is feeling particularly lascivious, he could consume a small measure...

But for now, he wrenches himself back to the present. In all honesty, though he oft threatens it during this sort of banter, he has never thought of how he would punish Hythlodaeus for his transgressions - sexually speaking, that is. Irhya had once tried such a play on him though and now Hades finds himself wondering how his bonded would respond.

Taking a deep breath, he finally allows himself to look at his friend's face. "Would you like me to discipline you now, 'Daeus?" he murmurs quietly. He leans down, using his weight to gently press down upon Hythlodaeus' upper back and emphasise his question. "I could, if you are willing."

[weenwoon]

The shiver of flustered excitement that runs through Hythlodaeus at that should be answer enough. He makes a small noise at being pressed down, glancing up at Hades with his cheeks tinged pink.

"I would quite love that, Hades," he murmurs in response, a smile on his lips. "I've always been curious about how you would do it... I would even go as far as to say that was why I've always tried to provoke you so."

[emet_sulk]

This time he huffs in amusement. He shifts from kneeling beside Hythlodaeus to kneeling astride the other man from behind. With his hands on his friend's shoulders, he presses his lips to their nape and peppers kisses and light nips across the bare skin there.

"I would have you raise your hips for me then, 'Daeus. Since I cannot bend you across my desk, we shall have to make do."

[weenwoon]

The kisses elicit another shiver and a sigh of pleasure from Hythlodaeus, but the request - or command, rather, - is rather more embarrassing... and all the more enjoyable for that. He can't resist indulging in the mental image Hades's words bring, too: being bent over his desk roughly and being taken as part of his discipline for one instance of mischief too many... it's more than alluring. Hythlodaeus raises his hips up as instructed, feeling his heart beat faster and his cheeks grow warmer.

"Mm... I have to wonder just what I would have had to do back then for you to choose to reprimand me like this."

[emet_sulk]

"...I love you too much to see this as punishment."

He confesses this in a low, self-conscious tone. Perhaps it ruins the play a little but he doesn't care. It's the truth.

Keeping one hand pressing gently (but firmly) down between Hythlodaeus' shoulder blades, the other skirts across his friend's waist and starts to undo their belt.

"I will stop as soon as you cry something out of character," he says. "As you say, I am stronger. I do not want to hurt you."

[weenwoon]

While this is indeed contrary to the very premise of the play, Hythlodaeus can only feel all the more affectionate towards his friend. Hades has always been very sentimental, but shy as well; hearing him admit his love so openly is a treat.

"I love you too," Hythlodaeus replies with a smile. "I'll let you know if aught is uncomfortable... But I do rather like it when you are more decisive with me. Mayhap you could see it as indulging me? Or you could give me some orders... Though I suppose you prefer to be ordered yourself, hmm?"

[emet_sulk]

"Mm... I take my orders from you, [my dear]." He ponders his next move as he leisurely starts to tug his friend's trousers down. He lets them slide down to the knees - after all, if he were truly bending Hythlodaeus over a desk, he wouldn't be bothering to remove all of their clothes, nor taking the time to let his friend kick them away.

A thought occurs to him. "I'm indulging you and your desire to be ravished," he muses out loud. "Because you want me to. Because I know you want me to." Bending down such that their bodies are flush against one another's, he purrs, "I remember how well you took me in my true form. How open you were. It's time to confess, 'Daeus: what have you done that makes you deserving of that same treatment?"