I am not so fragile, my friend. Why not simply let go once in a while? Heal me afterwards if it will make you feel better... but I find the ache can be rather satisfying in itself.
You know that I will never make you do anything you don't want to do. That said, if you are truly not averse to the idea then I shall see you tonight. We can work on it together... your inability to let go.
[Of course, if he can truly get Hermes to do so, he'll be pleased. The poor man needs it.]
[It's something he looks forward to for the rest of the day, and when he arrives at Hermes' apartment finally he greets the other man with a smile.]
I hope I find you well, my friend.
[And he hopes Hermes hasn't changed his mind by now, though he assumes he would have called or something if that were the case. He watches Hermes, curious about his demeanour- is he ready to go, or still shy?]
[He's been thinking about it all day and, unsurprisingly, stressing out about it. The words that had been sent on his apparent behalf have stressed him out, if only due to the expectation he's now signed up to meet. Hythlodaeus wanted him to let loose...but could he? He wanted to, of course, but it was hard to.
When he appears in his apartment Hermes meets his smile, moving forward to kiss him. At least it's easy enough to do so, but it's clear that his shoulders are tense.]
[Why is he like this? Why can't he just relax like a normal person and not get so caught up in his head all the time? The hands on his shoulders has him relaxing a bit however, as he lets Hythlodaeus kiss his neck. Breathe in, breathe out. He exhales.]
[Hythlodaeus may not be a fragile thing but Hermes' heart is. Nodding he watches him unbutton his shirt, how those pretty fingers dance across his skin. It feels nice to be touched. Opting to do the same he mirrors his friend's actions, undoing the front of his shirt to scrape his nails down his chest lightly.]
I am always left satisfied when I am with you, Hythlodaeus.
[The bed does sound the best option they have available to them and Hermes is eager to take him straight to it. As Hythlodaeus toys with his trousers he stops him, scooping him up in his arms bridal style, intent on moving to his room. It's there he dumps his friend atop the mattress before crawling atop him, kissing any part of his face he can reach. Nose, jaw, lips - it's all free real estate as far as Hermes is concerned.
If he wants him to be confident he can at least force himself to fake it. Probably.]
"Oh-" He giggles as he's scooped up, and wraps his arms around Hermes' shoulders as he's kissed, grinning. Yes, he likes this. Catching his lips with his own, if only briefly, he soon reaches down to get a good squeeze of Hermes' ass.
"Confidence looks good on you." He says it softly, because he knows Hermes is faking it. But as long as Hermes at least has a good time... where's the harm? It isn't as if Hythlodaeus doesn't pretend to be fine when he isn't, sometimes.
Does it look good on him? He wouldn't know but he'll take Hythlodaeus at his word. As long as he enjoys what he's going to do to him then that's all that matters, no? If they have fun together it doesn't matter if he's made slightly uncomfortable along the way.
The squeeze to his backside gets a gasp out of him before he's leaning down to kiss him again, a hand sliding up under the hem of his shirt.
Hythlodaeus would argue that he doesn't want Hermes to be uncomfortable, but he knows that by arranging this in the first place his friend was being set up for some discomfort. It's not in Hermes' nature to be forceful. But he hopes that perhaps if Hermes enjoys it, he will gain the confidence to do it more often, and perhaps not just in bed.
Kissing back enthusiastically, his hands wander along Hermes' back before his nails dig softly into his shirt, feeling heat pool in his groin from anticipation. Even if those weren't Hermes' words, even if they weren't meant for him, the fact that this is inspired by those words is exciting.
It was a work in progress, admittedly, to instill Hermes with a sense of confidence that would come naturally. Perhaps exposure therapy and forcing himself into playing a role he wasn't used to would finally make it stick just a bit.
Hythlodaeus' enthusiasm is infectious, encouraging Hermes to kiss him with a bit more weight, a bit more passion. The hands and nails he feels through his shirt have him gasping quietly as he lowers himself closer to his friend's body. He always enjoys the weight of another atop him and feels that Hythlodaeus is the same.
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I am feeling alright. Why? What seems to be the matter? What suggestions?
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That wasn't you?
[Hm, it's almost disappointing... oh, to be wrecked so thoroughly. It's been a little while now.]
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I do not recall sending such a message.
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[It's almost a shame this is over text. To see Hermes' face right now would have been delightful.]
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[He thinks that speaks volumes on its own, honestly.]
In this city centred around debauchery and carnal desires, I would at least some some fun.
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But if you wish. If that's what you'd like. I am not averse to it.
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[Of course, if he can truly get Hermes to do so, he'll be pleased. The poor man needs it.]
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I hope I find you well, my friend.
[And he hopes Hermes hasn't changed his mind by now, though he assumes he would have called or something if that were the case. He watches Hermes, curious about his demeanour- is he ready to go, or still shy?]
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When he appears in his apartment Hermes meets his smile, moving forward to kiss him. At least it's easy enough to do so, but it's clear that his shoulders are tense.]
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Take a deep breath for me, would you?
[Leaning back in, he presses small kisses to his friend's neck, just below his ear.]
And then let it go, and relax... I don't want this to be stressful for you.
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My apologies...I just want to not disappoint you.
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[He starts to unbutton Hermes' shirt, smoothing his hands down his chest afterwards.]
Remember- I am not a fragile thing. You can push me around a little.
[He teases it, grinning against Hermes' skin.]
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I am always left satisfied when I am with you, Hythlodaeus.
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[He purrs it, before moving to speak against his lips.]
Let's try again, hm? If this makes you uncomfortable you needn't proceed, but... I would like you to try just once more.
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...How shall I have you? Where should I take you and make you mine if only for but a moment?
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Your bed sounds like the best option... if I'm going to be tired after this, it will be convenient.
[He reaches down to tug at Hermes' trousers, undoing the buttons quickly before palming at him through his underwear.]
As for how... any way you'd like. Every way, even.
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[The bed does sound the best option they have available to them and Hermes is eager to take him straight to it. As Hythlodaeus toys with his trousers he stops him, scooping him up in his arms bridal style, intent on moving to his room. It's there he dumps his friend atop the mattress before crawling atop him, kissing any part of his face he can reach. Nose, jaw, lips - it's all free real estate as far as Hermes is concerned.
If he wants him to be confident he can at least force himself to fake it. Probably.]
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"Confidence looks good on you." He says it softly, because he knows Hermes is faking it. But as long as Hermes at least has a good time... where's the harm? It isn't as if Hythlodaeus doesn't pretend to be fine when he isn't, sometimes.
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Does it look good on him? He wouldn't know but he'll take Hythlodaeus at his word. As long as he enjoys what he's going to do to him then that's all that matters, no? If they have fun together it doesn't matter if he's made slightly uncomfortable along the way.
The squeeze to his backside gets a gasp out of him before he's leaning down to kiss him again, a hand sliding up under the hem of his shirt.
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Kissing back enthusiastically, his hands wander along Hermes' back before his nails dig softly into his shirt, feeling heat pool in his groin from anticipation. Even if those weren't Hermes' words, even if they weren't meant for him, the fact that this is inspired by those words is exciting.
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Hythlodaeus' enthusiasm is infectious, encouraging Hermes to kiss him with a bit more weight, a bit more passion. The hands and nails he feels through his shirt have him gasping quietly as he lowers himself closer to his friend's body. He always enjoys the weight of another atop him and feels that Hythlodaeus is the same.
"You're so lovely."
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