[ Who says he was going for shame. ] [ A lingering stretch as he tugs fully free, pulling his knee to his chest. Looks up to see Hades watching and — smirks a tiny bit more. ]
See? [ Both feet back on the floor now, hand finding his hip. ] Sends a very different message.
[His tail wags some more as his ears perk up, and he gives Lupine a crooked grin.]
Alright, I will lead you there.
[He'll go to Lupine and wrap an arm around his waist, taking him along to Hades' room. It's typical of avante rooms. Hades hasn't done much to differentiate it yet, other than having various fanmail things in here. The naughtier things are put away, but there is a big shark plush on his bed.]
[ So chivalrous~. ] [ Lupine glances around the room curiously, then pauses on seeing the plush. Oh man. As if the golden retriever dog bits weren't enough of a reminder of what kind of guy he's sleeping with here.
But. Pleasant distraction. That's his job tonight. So he slips away from Hades's arm, settling himself on the edge of the bed. Letting the sleep shirt ride up in the process, so that it's baring even more thigh. ]
Alone at last? That's the thing people say, right?
[ And if this weren't a rendezvous in the middle of the night, it'd even be appropriate. ]
[Hades does so like to look. Lupine looks good on his bed in just a shirt, Hades decides as he follows Lupine to the bed, standing in front of him.]
I don't really know. It isn't as if we had an audience before, but this is much more cozy.
[He comes at Lupine from the front, direct. More direct than he normal is, perhaps. Hades brushes some hair from Lupine's face before leaning down, taking Lupine's chin in his hand to tilt his face up before going in for a kiss.]
[ He'll meet that kiss, if maybe a touch slower than usual. Trying to — feel Hades out, what he might be in the mood here for specifically. When it breaks, he murmurs, ]
We didn't have an audience yet, but you make enough noise in the kitchen and you start waking people up.
[Hades is certainly happy to 'feel Lupine out' too, though his exploration is more hands-on, running hands down Lupine's chest.]
Mmmh, that is right enough. I would not want anyone coming to investigate.
[He is still gentle with Lupine, not wanting to press any further than Lupine is interested in, even in his inebriated state, but still Hades gives a light shove to push Lupine onto the bed.]
[ His eyebrows lift, but his eyes also lid and darken. Lets himself be nudged down onto the bed, so that his hair spills prettily over the bedspread. ]
So, there you go.
[ Fingers tangling in the front of Hades's shirt, or his pants, whatever's available. ]
[It isn't because he's shy of course, it is just common courtesy not to fuck where your roommates might find it. Though the idea of getting caught has now left Hades' mind in favor of thinking about what he wants to do with the pretty little thing beneath him.
Hades is only in an opened, unbuttoned shirt and pants, but Lupine is in even less, and Hades focuses on those thighs once his hands get down to that part of his body, his fingers tugging and pinching a little bit. He leans in to Lupine's neck, kissing at the skin there.]
[Oh, that shoots right down his spine, to his groin. Hades can feel the way his dick throbs just at the words, and again at the thoughts that catch up to him slowly, and he presses his hips up against Lupine's and gives one hard grind up against him to quell his erection long enough for them to get out of their clothes.
He's drunk enough that the prospect doesn't worry him, and he's not self-conscious enough to hold back the moan that rises through his chest at the friction between them.]
Mh.
Then. Tell me if it gets to be too much.
[He huffs, shrugging the shirt off once Lupine pushes it down, then biting into the muscle connecting Lupine's neck to his shoulder hard as his hands go to his pants and make quick work of the buttons so he can start to push the fabric down.]
Oh, don't worry. [ Lazily, rocking into that. ] I'll let you know—
[ hnngh ] [ But that is definitely not too much, that's just right, and a long low groan spills out of him in response.
Only dimly aware of the undressing, but his gaze still flicks down to watch it appreciatively. Since he ditched his pants in the kitchen, it's just the pajama top, easily skinned out of or just pushed up, as soon as he wouldn't have to unsettle Hades's mouth to do so. ]
Edited (look. we all play a little fast and loose with threads like this but his pants were v much already off and i misread,) 2022-11-20 05:00 (UTC)
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Re: Night, 449
See? [ Both feet back on the floor now, hand finding his hip. ] Sends a very different message.
[ Beat. Easily: ]
And sure. Might as well.
Re: Night, 449
Alright, I will lead you there.
[He'll go to Lupine and wrap an arm around his waist, taking him along to Hades' room. It's typical of avante rooms. Hades hasn't done much to differentiate it yet, other than having various fanmail things in here. The naughtier things are put away, but there is a big shark plush on his bed.]
Re: Night, 449
But. Pleasant distraction. That's his job tonight. So he slips away from Hades's arm, settling himself on the edge of the bed. Letting the sleep shirt ride up in the process, so that it's baring even more thigh. ]
Alone at last? That's the thing people say, right?
[ And if this weren't a rendezvous in the middle of the night, it'd even be appropriate. ]
Re: Night, 449
I don't really know. It isn't as if we had an audience before, but this is much more cozy.
[He comes at Lupine from the front, direct. More direct than he normal is, perhaps. Hades brushes some hair from Lupine's face before leaning down, taking Lupine's chin in his hand to tilt his face up before going in for a kiss.]
Re: Night, 449
We didn't have an audience yet, but you make enough noise in the kitchen and you start waking people up.
Re: Night, 449
Mmmh, that is right enough. I would not want anyone coming to investigate.
[He is still gentle with Lupine, not wanting to press any further than Lupine is interested in, even in his inebriated state, but still Hades gives a light shove to push Lupine onto the bed.]
Re: Night, 449
So, there you go.
[ Fingers tangling in the front of Hades's shirt, or his pants, whatever's available. ]
Re: Night, 449
Hades is only in an opened, unbuttoned shirt and pants, but Lupine is in even less, and Hades focuses on those thighs once his hands get down to that part of his body, his fingers tugging and pinching a little bit. He leans in to Lupine's neck, kissing at the skin there.]
Re: Night, 449
Reaching up to guide the shirt off Hades's shoulders, tilting his head to offer more of his neck, and... ]
That feels nice. But for the record? [ His voice lowers, goes husky: ] I like rough, too.
Re: Night, 449
He's drunk enough that the prospect doesn't worry him, and he's not self-conscious enough to hold back the moan that rises through his chest at the friction between them.]
Mh.
Then. Tell me if it gets to be too much.
[He huffs, shrugging the shirt off once Lupine pushes it down, then biting into the muscle connecting Lupine's neck to his shoulder hard as his hands go to his pants and make quick work of the buttons so he can start to push the fabric down.]
Re: Night, 449
[ hnngh ] [ But that is definitely not too much, that's just right, and a long low groan spills out of him in response.
Only dimly aware of the undressing, but his gaze still flicks down to watch it appreciatively. Since he ditched his pants in the kitchen, it's just the pajama top, easily skinned out of or just pushed up, as soon as he wouldn't have to unsettle Hades's mouth to do so. ]