[ He takes a careful sip of coffee to hide his burning cheeks. ]
I'm not... [ he mumbles against the rim of his mug. But Hythlodaeus knows it for a lie. Nothing can remain hidden after one marries their soul with another's. Hades wishes he could put aside Zodiark's will and fade into obscurity with his friend and lover. ]
[ He does indeed know it for a lie, just as Hades knows how endearing Hythlodaeus finds his shyness and how touching his sentimentality. He smiles again, nuzzling Hades's cheek. ]
Won't you have some with me? Your coffee would balance out the sweetness.
[ Hades fails to specify the size of the slice, which is something that does not escape Hythlodaeus's attention. But for now he moves over to the table happily to set the cake down and then goes to bring out two plates for them, as well as start making tea for himself. ]
This was a very pleasant surprise. Still... I am moved to ask why. Can I expect you to bring me gifts out of the blue now? I would not say no to that!
In the modern age, this day is known as Saint Valentione's Day. A day for-- for lovers to proclaim their affections or to reaffirm them.
[ He takes a seat while Hythlodaeus busies himself setting the table. Though Hades may have grown somewhat bolder in the last twelve thousand years, he still skirts his partner's gaze as he explains the yearly tradition. ]
[ Hythlodaeus turns around to look at Hades, beaming with delight. A thought occurs to him that for all of Hades's proclaimed dislike for the modern world, he does seem to care about quite a few things in it... ]
Why didn't you say so earlier? I could have prepared a present for you too!
[ Oh no, you are not getting away that easily. Hythlodaeus sets down the teapot on the table and then slinks over to Hades, wrapping his arms around his partner's neck from behind and resting his cheek on Hades's hair. ]
But wouldn't you like gifts from me, too? Or... were you just too embarrassed?~
If you ever go that far, I will burn those banners down, Hythlodaeus.
[ He angles his head to shoot a glare at his friend. He's serious: he hates loud, noisy fusses being made over him. Be as extravagant as you like in the privacy of their home, Hyth; the moment it becomes a public affair, he's going to hide. ]
Aye. A greedy, selfish, whimsical man whom I fell in love with too late. Isn't it more accurate to say that you want the world to know that I am yours rather than the other way around?
[ There's a small sharper intake of breath from Hythlodaeus that might well mean Hades is right on the money. And it is true; Hythlodaeus is indeed very possessive of his friend and partner. It makes him remember that moment in the maze, when he had to confront a doppelganger of himself - and felt quite jealous even of a vision of himself. Maybe he is ridiculous, just as Hades says sometimes. ]
Yes, well... Can you blame me for wanting to show off my luck?
[ He tries to tug Hythlodaeus down into the seat beside him. While not as jealous or possessive of his lover, he is content to belong to Hythlodaeus in the same way Hythlodaeus covets him. ]
Now sit down and eat your cake. I can't kiss you like this.
"Mm, not if I feed it to you mouth-to-mouth," he says slyly. Although Hades would normally find the thought distasteful, he takes up the knife and begins to carve a slice from the cake.
Some of Hythlodaeus' mischief has clearly rubbed off on him.
Hythlodaeus stares at his friend, open-mouthed; this is a lot bolder than he would ever have expected from Hades, even with their newly forged bond. He also can't help blushing just slightly; it's definitely... unorthodox, but at the same time the thought of Hades deciding to act quite so lewd for his sake is... exciting.
Hythlodaeus coughs to hide his embarrassment, but doesn't protest at all, keeping his eyes on the cake.
"That's certainly a new approach to it. Is that where your preferences lie now, Hades?"
He flushes as he carefully levers the slice on to one of the plates and sets it between them.
"Well... I've had many centuries to think about it. But now that you are here, I feel that my preferences are whatever you desire of me," he says demurely. He looks towards Hythlodaeus, expression serious. "That is not to say I do not have preferences of my own. However, I would be willing to experiment."
That does not help Hythlodaeus regain his composure in the slightest. All that he manages is for his eyes to dart away from Hades, then come back, then look away again. Finally getting a grip on himself, Hythlodaeus remembers to close his mouth and clears his throat again, but words don't come to him nearly as easily as they normally do. His cheeks are noticeably flushed, too.
"Oh. Ah. You would? That is..." He stammers, feeling all the more embarrassed because of it. Get it together, Hyth!
Hades watches with a faint smirk as Hythlodaeus stammers a reply. He drops his gaze to the slice of cake, cutting out a small piece from the tip with his fork.
"Control. Restraints. And I suppose a bit of what they call 'roleplay'." He holds up the fork with the bite of cake on it for Hythlodaeus to eat.
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Yes, well... I hope 'tis to your liking. And don't you dare tell anyone else. I don't want them thinking I've softened somehow.
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Oh, but you've always been soft. Though I suppose not everyone is aware of that...
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I'm not... [ he mumbles against the rim of his mug. But Hythlodaeus knows it for a lie. Nothing can remain hidden after one marries their soul with another's. Hades wishes he could put aside Zodiark's will and fade into obscurity with his friend and lover. ]
...You should eat the cake while it's fresh.
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Won't you have some with me? Your coffee would balance out the sweetness.
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Oh, alright. Just one slice.
[ Or however many Hythlodaeus manages to wheedle him into eating. He shyly kisses his partner's hair then turns back towards the table. ]
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This was a very pleasant surprise. Still... I am moved to ask why. Can I expect you to bring me gifts out of the blue now? I would not say no to that!
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[ He takes a seat while Hythlodaeus busies himself setting the table. Though Hades may have grown somewhat bolder in the last twelve thousand years, he still skirts his partner's gaze as he explains the yearly tradition. ]
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Why didn't you say so earlier? I could have prepared a present for you too!
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'Twas merely an excuse to buy you a gift. I have your ring and your promise and that is enough for me.
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But wouldn't you like gifts from me, too? Or... were you just too embarrassed?~
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You would make a big fuss about it, wouldn't you?
[ He's...guessing, because he actually doesn't remember. ]
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We~ell, I probably wouldn't go so far as to decorate the town with banners proclaiming my love for you...
[ Probably. ]
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[ He angles his head to shoot a glare at his friend. He's serious: he hates loud, noisy fusses being made over him. Be as extravagant as you like in the privacy of their home, Hyth; the moment it becomes a public affair, he's going to hide. ]
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But I want the world to know how much I love you!~ Besides, wouldn't you like others to know that I am yours?
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[ He lifts a hand, still warm from the outside of his coffee mug, and caresses Hythlodaeus' own. ]
I don't need wild, public proclamations of love. We have already peered into one another's souls, we have made our pledges. What more do you need?
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Oh, you know me, Hades. I can be quite greedy... Especially when it comes to people I like.
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Aye. A greedy, selfish, whimsical man whom I fell in love with too late. Isn't it more accurate to say that you want the world to know that I am yours rather than the other way around?
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Yes, well... Can you blame me for wanting to show off my luck?
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[ He tries to tug Hythlodaeus down into the seat beside him. While not as jealous or possessive of his lover, he is content to belong to Hythlodaeus in the same way Hythlodaeus covets him. ]
Now sit down and eat your cake. I can't kiss you like this.
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"Wouldn't it be even harder to kiss me with my mouth full of cake?"
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Some of Hythlodaeus' mischief has clearly rubbed off on him.
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Hythlodaeus coughs to hide his embarrassment, but doesn't protest at all, keeping his eyes on the cake.
"That's certainly a new approach to it. Is that where your preferences lie now, Hades?"
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"Well... I've had many centuries to think about it. But now that you are here, I feel that my preferences are whatever you desire of me," he says demurely. He looks towards Hythlodaeus, expression serious. "That is not to say I do not have preferences of my own. However, I would be willing to experiment."
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"Oh. Ah. You would? That is..." He stammers, feeling all the more embarrassed because of it. Get it together, Hyth!
"What are your preferences? L-Let's start there."
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"Control. Restraints. And I suppose a bit of what they call 'roleplay'." He holds up the fork with the bite of cake on it for Hythlodaeus to eat.