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It is. Do you mind the weight of it?

[It's a gift with a heavy meaning and he's a little embarrassed by it.]

Not at all.

[He smiles, running his fingers across the mask, then finally opening his eyes to give Emet a mischievous look.]

Does it suit me? Though I fear I would still make a poor Emet-Selch, alas.

You would have made a fine Emet-Selch. Just as you made a fine head of the Bureau.

Truthfully, I made a poor Emet-Selch without you. You always balanced me out. See what I could not.

[He kisses him softly as he wears the mask.]

Does this ease the worry of your heart? I give you what I could never discard no matter how much time passes.

[/// CUTE... He returns the kiss, taking Emet's hands into his gently. Despite the fact that he sounds as playful as ever, there is a deep, vulnerable sincerity to his voice.]

It does. Perhaps they should have allowed us to take the seat together - something of an unusual precedent, yes, but... maybe we should have made the case that we work best together.

[He smiles again, leaning in closer to press his forehead against Emet's.]

... Thank you, Hades. I've missed you so terribly.

We do work best together. Azem doesn't count. They simply get in the way.

[He says it with zero bite about the third of their trio.

He squeezes his fingers leaning in as well.]

Well, I am here to both delight you and ruffle your feathers at the same time. You asked for me, now there is naught you can do to rid yourself of that. And you know I do not make promises lightly.

[He laughs, happy and genuine - then wraps his arms around Emet, spinning him around a little.]

Then I've got you just where I want you, Hades. You better be certain I am not going to let you go, either.

[Oh. He’s surprised at the twirl but goes along, leaning his head back against him when he stops.]

Promise?

[Absolutely being cheeky.]

[FORTUNATELY, HE'S VERY ENDEARED]

Promise. You won't find anyone more clingy than me.

[Threading a hand in his hair and tugging him down for a kiss. Which is equally biting at his bottom lip as kissing, but he's feeling a little possessive!]

[He smiles into it smugly before kissing back, wrapping his arms around Emet's waist. It's nice to be the taller one!]

Wanting to be rough, are we?

I simply wanted you to know the 'clinginess' was reciprocated.

[He grins, leaning in to press his forehead against Emet's.]

That is very nice to know. I want you to shower me with attention, by the way.

You're being incredibly sappy.

[Which isn't a no. He kisses his cheek and disentangles himself to head toward the washroom.]

Come.

Me? I'd say it's you who is being sentimental.

[Following! But also still reaching to take Emet's hand on the way there. Just a little clinginess.]

[A hum is all he gets at the correct assessment.

He rubs his thumb against the back of his hand as the walk the short distance. Then he will deposit him in front of the tub and turn to face him carefully watching his expression.]

Strip, if you would.

Well, if you insist~

[He can't help blushing a little, but he'll just hide it behind being cheeky, and start undoing the buttons of his clothes.]

And how far am I supposed to strip?

Until I tell you to stop.

[Which means all of it. He just leans back on his heels and watches appreciatively seeing if he can turn that blush into more squirming.]

[Oh. That does fluster him more, and he's cheeky enough about being shirtless but when it comes to his pants he pauses a little, glancing at Emet as though to confirm that yes, he should keep going.]

Do you need help?

[WOW!!! He purses his lips, needing a moment to figure out how to respond. Unfortunately, he does get doki about Emet being a smug bastard at him. Then again, he gets doki about just about everything Emet does.]

If you would. I fear my fingers have all gone limp.

Goodness.

[He says with no real heat as he takes one hand and kisses his knuckles before making the exaggerated point of getting on his knees before him. He slowly undoes and buttons with his fingers, but any zippers or ties he will remove with his teeth, been deliberate and slow about it.]

[OH. He turns beet red when Emet gets down on his knees, and even more so when he makes use of his teeth. He keeps eye contact for a bit (mostly out of shock), then looks aside, too flustered to keep his eyes on Emet. Mostly.]

Honestly...

[He stands when he's done trailing fingers up his sides before he cups his cheeks as gently as he can giving him a chaste kiss.]

Now that is a lovely shade on you.

[He pulls away after a moment though to turn on the tub and let Hythlodaeus get some manner of composure back.]

[He huffs softly after the kiss, reaching out to take Emet's hands for a moment before letting go again.]

... W-Well. I'm glad you're enjoying yourself at least.

[It's said with zero bite, though, and he's still blushing deeply. But he has to fight back somehow!]

So... What's next?

[He smiles softly at the gesture before he busies himself with the task.]

You wanted my attention and pampering, did you not? A thought a luxurious bath for you would be appropriate.

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