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[it's a good thing he's been to caeli's room before because otherwise this would be KIND OF DISTRACTING

but instead he can just, nod and start the process of disrobing, glancing at Caeli a little shyly.

Hades lacks the scarring that characterizes Alexander's corruption. he has a few scars-- he's got a rather exciting lifestyle, after all, but they aren't anything dramatic.]

… [ a lot of people hate their scars, but childe loves them and the stories they tell. he crosses the space between them and sets a finger to one of them, tracing it gently. ] Will you tell me how you got these when you remember?

Oh...? Certainly.

[dropping the rest of his clothes. there's that dick. but he's mostly doing it so he can catch childe's wrist gently.]

[ a smirk as hades takes his wrist. ] Yes~? Do you want something Emmy?

[using it to tug him into another kiss '^']

[ smiles, kissing him hungrily. he presses himself flush against hades again, so he can start rocking against him. ] Do you want to fuck my mouth, Emmy… [ nips at his cheek, tilting his head to drag his tongue along his neck before biting him again. ]

Mmn...

[tipping his head to give Childe room at his throat.]

So long as you're careful with those fangs.

[ chuckles, taking a step back and pointedly swiping his tongue across his fans as they retract. ] You don’t have to worry.

[ sinks back down to his knees, kissing the head of his cock as he takes a hold of the base to give him a stroke. ]

Do you want to lay back, Emmy, might be a lot better than standing… [ not that he gives him much time to decide, because he’s wrapping this lips around him and beginning to work him fervently. ]

Perhaps I--

[oh

nope no time for that, only burying his hands in Caeli's hair with a shocked moan.]

[ childe hooks his arms around hades’ thighs, trying to move him backward, so he can brace himself on the wall. surely that’s good enough. ]

Emmy… you’re so big. [ he keeps his hand on him, stroking him from base to tip as he licks his lips. childe takes the head of his dick back into his mouth, swirling his tongue over the slit as he moans. he starts rubbing himself through his pants, rocking into his hand as he looks up at hades through disheveled bangs. ]

[hey. hey! it's not fair that childe is so hot. especially not with how enthusiastic he is. hades does let himself be guided so he can lean back against the wall, and does his level best not to thrust into childe's mouth. the hand not tangling in childe's hair is coming up to cover his own mouth.]

[ childe sits back with an audible pop as his dick leaves his mouth, a hand reaching up to swat at the one hades is using to cover his mouth. ] Let me hear you. [ … ] And better yet. come down here. I have an idea. [ he starts shedding his own clothes, a number of scars all over his body along with a trio of tattoos. one of his wrist, his ankle, and his womb… but don’t worry about that. ]

Lay back. We’re going to sixty nine, so you can still fuck my face with you cock, but~ if you’d like to spoil me a little you can. [ strokes his own already hard dick. ]

[oh, how hades wants to touch those scars, those tattoos. but for now, he lets childe maneuver them, laying back and already reaching to stroke childe's cock in turn.]

Filthy...

[fondly]

[ he is going to get the opportunity! especially as childe moves in place over him - the womb tattoo lingering just a little south of hades’ face. ] Mm, yes, … [ rocks into his hand, getting a little distracted, so unfortunately he’s neglecting hades’ dick for the moment. ] Hah, and you seem to like it.

[ah yep, smoothing his other palm curiously over that womb tattoo.]

I don't know what you mean.

[he does. which is why he's covering that tsun with lapping delicately at childe's tip.]

[ the moment he touches it Childe’s hips jerk, and fucked out noise coming out of him as he trembles slightly. he planned on sassing him, but he can’t even think about that right now… and the mouth on his dick definitely doesn’t help his lack of clarity. ]

[oh that's satisfying. he sets about stroking childe's cock, tasting him, listening to the slightest reactions he has to give.]

…you, you didn’t have to touch it. [ he peers over his shoulder, bangs already askew. ] ah, Look how good you look with you lips around my dick. Beautiful… [ he turns his attention back to hades’ own dick and gives him a few strokes before taking him in his mouth to provide the same treatment. ]

Mmhm?

[tapping his fingers on the tattoo- though he's promptly distracted by childe resuming his attentions.]

[ childe makes aonther surprised sound as his tattoo is tapped, a futile effort made to try to evade the touch, but thankfully his mouth on his dick has him stopped... for now. he groans around him, bopping his head up and down as he strokes him, trying to make him forget all about the tattoo so it can't be exploited. ]

[that is of GREAT interest, but he is in fact distracted, moaning around childe's cock and rocking his hips shallowly up into his mouth.]

[ no! no need to have interest, it’s nothing at all. clearly!! ]

[ childe relaxes his throat, taking more of him into his mouth just as he starts rocking his hips. he groans, doing the same, fucking hades’ face as he feels his climax build. ]

[Hades gamely tries to keep up, but he's less experienced with this (to his memory) and chokes on Childe's cock, his own hips jerking sharper in shock.]

[ childe grips him harder, feeding more of his dick into his mouth as his groans intensity. he slips a hand past his dick and between his cheeks, spreading them apart so he can finger his asshole. ]

[that is very much the way to get hades gasping and fucking into his mouth, writhing and pulling off his cock.]

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