[Even as his body trembles with lust, his heart aches for his love's soul to become one with his own. He frees his own aether, shifting his sight to observe the two souls mingling with one another all the better, gold and purple.]
Ah... it is always beautiful, isn't it?
[Emet-Selch can observe the same thing as he can, after all.]
[ He indeed sees the same, and feels that exact ache of love as his soul intertwines with Hythlodaeus in the most intimate form of devotion. He would do it again and again, he would make it last forever if Hythlodaeus ever asked it of him. There is no place that Hades feels happier and most like himself. ]
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Ah... it is always beautiful, isn't it?
[Emet-Selch can observe the same thing as he can, after all.]
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[ He indeed sees the same, and feels that exact ache of love as his soul intertwines with Hythlodaeus in the most intimate form of devotion. He would do it again and again, he would make it last forever if Hythlodaeus ever asked it of him. There is no place that Hades feels happier and most like himself. ]
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[Hythlodaeus pulls Hades in for a kiss, nuzzling him and holding him.]
This is perfection...
[He will never be happier than when he's this close to the man he loves the most.]
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[ Not that he expects anything less, despite how he acts sometimes. ]
Move your body now...
[ He instructs gently as they continue to tangle together. ]