[You are greeted with the sound of randomly disrupted static, at the end of which three melodic beeping signals are heard. Yep, that's your cue to leave a message!]
[The flush is contagious especially when he is making noises like that and calling his name. There is little he can do to hide how turned on himself seated where he is, but he focuses on speaking to him through out the entire process. Speaking even when he's quite sure his mind is too busy being overwhelmed by pleasure to even hear the syllables.
Oh, how he missed this. How could time have eroded such precious memories?
He still sits on top of him when he's done. Fingers dance over his jaw as he stares intently at his face, memorizing the detail of it.
Then he tsks to himself.]
I should have recorded that. Video recordings are really a marvelous invention.
[He's completely dazed, only making a soft noise at the touch to his face as his breath slowly evens out.]
Mm...
[But his consciousness does return - just in time for him to be able to register the words after a few moments. His eyes widen briefly in surprise - and though it's hard for him to blush even more than he is already, it's still pretty clear that he's flustered by the suggestion.]
[Sitting back and bringing his tentacles close to him. He finds the one that Hythlodaeus did make a mess over and brings it to his face so he can lick it clean.]
[WHY ARE YOU LIKE THIS!! YOU'RE NOT SUPPOSED TO BE MORE SHAMELESS THAN HIM!! And that sentiment is pretty clearly reflected on his face, but he still does his best to be cheeky.]
And here I thought you would have preferred me over a mere recording.
[Don't think he doesn't notice that reference to his own words. Hythlodaeus pushes himself up on his elbows slightly, still weak, but gives him a smirk.]
Perhaps I should watch in this case, then?
[Though despite those words his eyes do flicker down to Emet's cock, a thoughtful expression on his face.]
[You can accept your defeat right away, Emet, it's okay! Hyth definitely feels quite at ease in charge. Rubbing his fingers in circles over Emet's ass - before brushing his fingers against his entrance, pressing against it slightly.]
[Which is meant to sound a bit haughty but doesn't really come out that way as he's panting. But he does give a very quick squeak when fingers wander because he was expecting petting but not that.]
[He's so SMUG. His fingers briefly leave his ass, though - only for long enough for him to apply the lube to them. Pressing up against his entrance again teasingly, but not entering him yet, just to watch him squirm.]
[Thoughts get scattered at that as he sucks in a deep breath and his thighs shake just a little. At least he resists the urge to rolls back into his fingers.]
A-a small amount of participation.
[He pushes the skirts up higher around his hips and brings Hythlodaeus' hand to his cock.]
[He turns even redder and contemplates for a moment strangling him with that ribbon and not in a sexy way for that smug look.
But instead, be balances his weight upon his chest so he can roll back into his fingers. He also coats one of the tentacles with lube because that was to be the main attraction after all.]
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Oh, how he missed this. How could time have eroded such precious memories?
He still sits on top of him when he's done. Fingers dance over his jaw as he stares intently at his face, memorizing the detail of it.
Then he tsks to himself.]
I should have recorded that. Video recordings are really a marvelous invention.
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Mm...
[But his consciousness does return - just in time for him to be able to register the words after a few moments. His eyes widen briefly in surprise - and though it's hard for him to blush even more than he is already, it's still pretty clear that he's flustered by the suggestion.]
Record it?
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Yes, you heard me.
[He reaches up to untie his hands.]
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And what would you do with that recording, Hades, hmmm?
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[Sitting back and bringing his tentacles close to him. He finds the one that Hythlodaeus did make a mess over and brings it to his face so he can lick it clean.]
Why? What dirty place did your mind wander to?
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And here I thought you would have preferred me over a mere recording.
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Sometimes I like to watch.
[He slides his hands up his ribs and over his nipples. What is recuperation time?]
Now, are you going to service me or shall I take care of myself?
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Perhaps I should watch in this case, then?
[Though despite those words his eyes do flicker down to Emet's cock, a thoughtful expression on his face.]
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He leans his hand on his chest and props his weight up on him.]
Would you like me to make a show of it?
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Mm... If you show me that you are thinking of me during it. Should I record it, too?
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That wouldn't be my fancy. I like to watch others. But if you wanted it, then how can I deny you?
[He starts to stroke himself slowly.]
That besides, you already owe me point for the service. I am still working after all.
[He actually isn't, but simply wants to try to fluster him.]
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Hmmm? You would not want me to watch you, even when you are not near? To pleasure myself to the recording?
[TWO CAN PLAY AT THE SHAMELESS GAME, EMET]
Re: Day 440
I would. And I would desire to hear of it when you come back from your senses. But you would use it more than for just that.
[He can't help but to lean back slightly into his hands as he strokes himself slowly closing his eyes.]
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[You can accept your defeat right away, Emet, it's okay! Hyth definitely feels quite at ease in charge. Rubbing his fingers in circles over Emet's ass - before brushing his fingers against his entrance, pressing against it slightly.]
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[Which is meant to sound a bit haughty but doesn't really come out that way as he's panting. But he does give a very quick squeak when fingers wander because he was expecting petting but not that.]
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You would prefer I come up with my own?~
[He's so SMUG. His fingers briefly leave his ass, though - only for long enough for him to apply the lube to them. Pressing up against his entrance again teasingly, but not entering him yet, just to watch him squirm.]
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[He gets what he desires because he does squirm a bit removing his fingers for a moment.]
You know very well I'm not going to be satisfied with just your fingers.
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Well, isn't that what your tentacles are for?
[Yes, he's here for watching Emet fuck himself. Literally.]
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I can do that on my own time, Hythlodaeus.
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Hmmm? Even if I ask nicely?
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[He takes a moment to gather himself.]
I'm going to need more incentive than that.
[But he's still bright red.]
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Such as?
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A-a small amount of participation.
[He pushes the skirts up higher around his hips and brings Hythlodaeus' hand to his cock.]
I daresay you might like the results.
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Ah, yes, do keep the skirt up. I would like to see everything.
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But instead, be balances his weight upon his chest so he can roll back into his fingers. He also coats one of the tentacles with lube because that was to be the main attraction after all.]
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