Prometheus made a weird, breathy little grunt that might've been a 'yes' or a 'no', shivering as he took advantage of his newly freed hands to clumsily wrap his arms around Hades's shoulders, clinging to him with both legs and arms as he tried to get his breathing under control.
Ugh, he was all teary-eyed. Not from pain or anything, but just from the intensity of that orgasm. His stomach felt wet and sticky, and he was very aware of Hades's cock and the vibrator still trapped inside of him. His thighs felt locked, though, and it took an extreme amount of effort to force himself to relax his legs around Hades's waist, spreading wide to give his boyfriend room to move.
"M'okay," he finally mumbled, sounding very dazed and fucked out of his wits, "Sensitive, though..."
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Prometheus shuffled onto the bed like some skittish, overgrown cat, making sure to keep a polite distance from himself and Hades. For all his earlier flirting and crass comments, he wasn't about to intrude on the guy's personal space in his bed - if only for his own peace of mind. Hades had seemed... mildly interested? And Prometheus honestly wasn't sure what to do with that. His himbo persona tended to chase people away, not attract them.
So, it was a relief when Hythlodaeus picked up. He knew exactly what to do with Hythlodaeus.
"Hyth, it's me!" he chirped, his tone and expression visibly brightening with genuine delight. And, because he couldn't help but tease his friend a little, "Just calling to say I won't be home tonight, because your friend picked me up outta jail! I think you owe him like ten grand or something."
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Ugh, he was all teary-eyed. Not from pain or anything, but just from the intensity of that orgasm. His stomach felt wet and sticky, and he was very aware of Hades's cock and the vibrator still trapped inside of him. His thighs felt locked, though, and it took an extreme amount of effort to force himself to relax his legs around Hades's waist, spreading wide to give his boyfriend room to move.
"M'okay," he finally mumbled, sounding very dazed and fucked out of his wits, "Sensitive, though..."
-
Prometheus shuffled onto the bed like some skittish, overgrown cat, making sure to keep a polite distance from himself and Hades. For all his earlier flirting and crass comments, he wasn't about to intrude on the guy's personal space in his bed - if only for his own peace of mind. Hades had seemed... mildly interested? And Prometheus honestly wasn't sure what to do with that. His himbo persona tended to chase people away, not attract them.
So, it was a relief when Hythlodaeus picked up. He knew exactly what to do with Hythlodaeus.
"Hyth, it's me!" he chirped, his tone and expression visibly brightening with genuine delight. And, because he couldn't help but tease his friend a little, "Just calling to say I won't be home tonight, because your friend picked me up outta jail! I think you owe him like ten grand or something."