[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
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. ]