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[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!]

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From:

weenwoon

[YEAH THANK U HE'S GOING TO NEED THAT AIR

Hythlodaeus moans in earnest, digging his nails into his palms - restrained like this he barely has any way to deal with the pleasure, squirming and tensing under Emet.]

H-- Hades...

[That tentacle slipping in deeper elicits another keening moan from him; Hythlodaeus arches again, more roughly this time. He's panting helplessly as he gets used to - and gets off on - being penetrated so deeply, the movements of the tentacle inside him and those on his cock.]

More-- More--

[He pleads without thinking, without even knowing what exactly he wants more of. Use your imagination, Emet.]

From:

firstworldproblem

[He runs a thumb across his bottom lip.]

More?

[He snorts and doesn't increase the paces of the tentacles. Though he doesn't decrease it either. What to do? What to do? He idly drums his fingers on his cheek.

He dips his head low near his ear kissing the shell of it before whispering, describing in detail how Hythlodaeus looks under him. The flush of his skin. The arch of his hips. The sound of his voice. And maybe even adding some things he's not doing so he can imagine them. Thumbing his nipples. Marking his skin in small bites.

He could go with the physical approach, but, well, this is more fun.]

From:

weenwoon

[thank you for indulging the humiliation kink, 1000% you are his best friend

He whimpers at the words, flushing even deeper than he was, biting at his lip to keep his voice down - to little avail. And after a little while he finally lets go of his shame, giving in to the pleasure completely, moaning out Hades's name again and again - and there's a new tone to it, a lot more open, a lot more earnest. He bucks his hips into the tentacles fucking him, too, legs tensing and toes curling into the sheets until he's choking on his own voice - and then he finally comes, squirming under Emet and convulsing violently around the tentacle in his ass. Once spent he tries to settle into the bed, shaking and gulping air.]

Ah... ah...

From:

firstworldproblem

[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.

From:

weenwoon

[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.]

Record it?

From:

firstworldproblem

[He does give him a cheeky, 'I'm winning' grin. Though in this type of game everyone wins.]

Yes, you heard me.

[He reaches up to untie his hands.]

From:

weenwoon

[... why is that grin endearing!! Hythlodaeus sighs softly, massaging his wrists to get some life back into his hands.]

And what would you do with that recording, Hades, hmmm?

From:

firstworldproblem

Watch it of course.

[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?

From:

weenwoon

[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.

From:

firstworldproblem

[‘Pretending to be a gremlin’ is just a super power he acquired over the years. But he does answer simply.]

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?

From:

weenwoon

[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.]

Edited Date: 2022-02-08 10:15 am (UTC)

From:

firstworldproblem

[He follows his eyes and just laughs. He is still in the maid outfit, but during their activities his skirt did ride up high on his waist.

He leans his hand on his chest and props his weight up on him.]

Would you like me to make a show of it?

From:

weenwoon

[He chuckles softly, resting his hands on Emet's hips.]

Mm... If you show me that you are thinking of me during it. Should I record it, too?

From:

firstworldproblem

[He does blush slightly at that.]

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.]

From:

weenwoon

[Ohoho, he sees that blush! Instantly becoming smug, slowly sliding his hands to Emet's ass, squeezing it. Nice.]

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]

From:

firstworldproblem

[Problem is. One is a pretending gremlin. One is real gremlin. This only ends one way.]

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.]

From:

weenwoon

Oh? And what would I use it for?

[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.]

From:

firstworldproblem

I'm not giving you ideas.

[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.]

From:

weenwoon

[CUTE.]

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.]

From:

firstworldproblem

Yes.

[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.

From:

weenwoon

[Ohohoho, you've walked into his trap. Grins smugly.]

Well, isn't that what your tentacles are for?

[Yes, he's here for watching Emet fuck himself. Literally.]