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[Tangling their legs and tossing the blanket over them. Skirts and things probably make this less comfortable, but he doesn't seem to mind.]

I suppose I will simply have to braid it again. Or a third time if necessary.

Maybe you should just become my personal hair stylist.

[Snuggling up to Emet and closing his eyes contentedly, just breathing in his scent and feeling the warmth of his body. This is nice, actually.]

I would be happy to.

[Said a little sluggishly because he's just getting comfy and is glad Hythlodeaus is on board with the lazy snuggles as he wraps his tentacles around him.]

In exchange for being your pillow, I assume?

[He murmurs with a soft chuckle, resting a hand over one of the tentacles to pet it.]

MmmmmHmmmm.

[He makes a soft yet keen sound at the petting brushing the tentacle up into his hand.]

[... curious. Pets more, rubbing his fingers in circular motions]

I take it you feel the tactile input from the tentacles?

[That gets more pleased noises from him along with something that sounds like an affirmative to his inquiry in there somewhere. He's just quite happy and almost dozing on his bestie.]

[CUTE BASTARD. He'll just keep petting the tenties, slow and soothing, settling down to nap as well.]

... I love you, Hades.

[Oh.]

I love you, too.

[PERISH. He's going to use it against you now forever. Humming smugly to himself, turning his head to give Emet a cheek kiss.]

[Shush! He is not blushing at all in the least. Nope.]

[SURE YOU AREN'T. Then instead of dozing off he's just going to lay there and watch Emet :> Jiiiiiiiii.]

And here I thought I was going to watch you sleep?

You're really cute when you're blushing.

[That just increases the color of it.]

Stop.

[GRINS, oh he's absolutely not passing up the opportunity to be a gremlin. Reaching out to stroke the side of Emet's face]

Hades~

[Nope. He just burying his face into the side of Hythlodeaus' neck and not answering him!]

[Oh, you mean positioning yourself perfectly so he can purr into your ear?]

Ha~des~

[Wow. He's never done anything wrong in his---- oh, wait.

Placing a tentacle over his mouth.]

Yes, Hythlodeaus?

[did you think he WOULDN'T take the tentacle into his mouth, or]

[Strike two for Emet. Caught by surprised, a very indecent sound leaves his lips as he shudders which only causes the blush to deepen and spread to the tips of his ears and down his neck.]

[WHY ARE YOU SO EASY TO BULLY! He just grins (as much as he can with a mouth full of tentacle) before trying to take it in deeper, running his tongue over it slowly with a soft, pleased noise.]

[It is true. He is easy to bully. He presses his palms into Hythlodeaus' chest pushing up to glare at him with the absolutely weakest amount of heat possible.]

You'd best--

[Sucking in a breathe as he pulls the tentacle deeper into his mouth.]

--- not be teasing.

[JUST GIVES HIM A SMUG LOOK, WOULDN'T YOU LIKE TO KNOW, UNDERWORLD BOY

But then closes his eyes with another soft (and surprisingly lewd) noise, nipping at the tentacle just slightly before starting to suck on it again, still encouraging it a little deeper. Enjoy your... tentacle deepthroating?..]

[A MENACE! It probably isn't possible for his face to flush any darker shade, but oh, does he try. And intertwined as they are he isn't able to hide the fact that this is affecting him greatly in case there was any doubt.

He bows his head just enjoy the sensation, but he also slips a tentacle into the waistband of Hythlodeaus' pants. You know payback and a treat.]

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