[He doesn't stop him from that. It's almost beneath his notice, except for the fact that nothing truly is.]
[His hair is thick in the strands, densely follicled, plus expectantly soft. Impossibly soft. It begins to fall out of its braid immediately as soon as the tie is loose. His hair smells faintly herbal, like a cross between rosemary and patchouli. An odd Amaurotine plant, perhaps.]
[Hythlodaeus traces the scars on his chest with a finger, gazing at Byleth, eyes flicking between scarring and intense eye contact.]
[ He really wishes he had a higher thought than 'pretty man smell so good and so soft very nice' but that's about where his brain is until Hythlodaeus just drops that little bit of information on him, and he blinks a couple of times. ]
Wh- it is? I was told they replaced it with-
[ He touches his own chest briefly. Not that it changes much but... interesting. Very interesting. It certainly doesn't work, that much he knows. ]
Well... good to know I am not the completely heartless monster people thought me to be.
[ One might expect some kind of bitterness there, and there is, perhaps a bit, but it's so distant now, and he delivers it in the same low tone he usually tends to keep. ]
You really do have as keen an eye as Emet-Selch said you did.
[ Ah. Back to the sex then. That's all well and good though. It is actually, a rather sweet gesture he thinks, to offer to show him what's there. Byleth smiles, relaxing himself to allow for easier entry.
Byleth lets a soft moan slip as the other man's cock slips inside. All the way to the hilt. He is big, but pleasantly so. A nice snug fit. He squeezes intentionally around him, shifting his hips, inviting him to move as he pleases. ]
[He starts at an easy pace. He knows his size is nothing to sneeze at, and it can feel like a lot more once it's in motion. Though that's usually slightly more true for back door entries. He is likewise pleasantly tight, and it makes it easy to keep his tempo.]
Mmmh. Perhaps next time we can test some limits. If you hurt me, I'll say something, but I am far from delicate.
A little stress can feel good.
[ He presumes there will be a next time, given how this is going. He doesn't seem to have any issue with the size, but it is notably filling. He isn't shy about making his approval known. Thankfully he is apt to enjoy things on the bigger side, regardless of where or how.
He does his best to reciprocate what he can, though mostly it seems to be affection. Because of course it is. He can't help but crave for it. He does however, press his face into the crook of the man's neck and attempt to suck and nip a bruise into his skin there. ]
Perhaps if you're very sweet we can play with a few of my new toys next time, too- Ahh! Fuck... right there- Don't stop-
I don't mean insertion t-oyhhhssss... you are more than enough-
[ Which he does mean, Hythlodaeus is plenty big enough to satisfy him, and he grabs for the man's hand to hold unconsciously. Ever sentimental.
The statement sounds like a challenge. Byleth is usually quick to finish, but makes up for it in sheer stamina and lack of any refractory period. Still, now that he says that... ]
You think s-OH!?
[ It is getting very hard to talk like this, and quite honestly, Hythlodaeus is right. He is going to come like this sooner than later. He does for what it's worth, try to hold out. Try to make it at least somewhat of a challenge, because he gets the feeling this man likes a little game here and there. He bites his lip trying to focus on anything but the sensation of being filled up over and over again.
He can't fight the inevitable though, and finds his end with a low, stuttering moan. He can feel himself trembling through it, tightening down on the other man as much as he can while he rides it out. He does feel a bit silly for not being able to hold off, but he looks up at the man above him with a tiny bit of defiance. ]
[He gives a moan as he feels the constriction of Byleth's orgasm, riding through it just for fun. It was quick, but he doesn't particularly mind. He's slightly surprised to hear Byleth demand another.]
Ohh, a little greedy, are we?
[He whispers that tease into his ear and nips the lobe.]
Well, shall I continue here or...
[He casually reaches behind him and prods his butt with his middle finger.]
Greedy? Don't tell me with all of your years you stop at one?
[ He matches the faintly cheeky tone, turning to kiss Hythlodaeus' neck in kind. He sucks in a breath as he feels a finger pressing against his ass. ]
Be my guest. As hard as you want.
[ The invitation is one of curiosity. Wondering just how much Hythlodaeus will give, or if he would hold back somehow. Given how quickly Byleth heals though, he isn't worried. Any kind of pain short of something extreme is not unwelcome. ]
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[His hair is thick in the strands, densely follicled, plus expectantly soft. Impossibly soft. It begins to fall out of its braid immediately as soon as the tie is loose. His hair smells faintly herbal, like a cross between rosemary and patchouli. An odd Amaurotine plant, perhaps.]
[Hythlodaeus traces the scars on his chest with a finger, gazing at Byleth, eyes flicking between scarring and intense eye contact.]
Your heart is still there, you know.
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Wh- it is? I was told they replaced it with-
[ He touches his own chest briefly. Not that it changes much but... interesting. Very interesting. It certainly doesn't work, that much he knows. ]
Well... good to know I am not the completely heartless monster people thought me to be.
[ One might expect some kind of bitterness there, and there is, perhaps a bit, but it's so distant now, and he delivers it in the same low tone he usually tends to keep. ]
You really do have as keen an eye as Emet-Selch said you did.
[ What where they doing? OH RIGHT. Sex. ]
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[Which is all the warning he actually gets before Hythlodaeus lubricates his cock and lines it up with Byleth's cunt.]
[He tugs him so that his ass is hanging off the edge, the head of his cock presses against the opening as they're finally at eye level.]
The very keenest, I'm told.
[He presses forth as he pulls Byleth onto him, seeing how deep he'll go.]
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[ Ah. Back to the sex then. That's all well and good though. It is actually, a rather sweet gesture he thinks, to offer to show him what's there. Byleth smiles, relaxing himself to allow for easier entry.
Byleth lets a soft moan slip as the other man's cock slips inside. All the way to the hilt. He is big, but pleasantly so. A nice snug fit. He squeezes intentionally around him, shifting his hips, inviting him to move as he pleases. ]
Mmm. No need to be gentle. I can take a lot.
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[He takes a playfully warning tone.]
I might take you up on it.
[He starts at an easy pace. He knows his size is nothing to sneeze at, and it can feel like a lot more once it's in motion. Though that's usually slightly more true for back door entries. He is likewise pleasantly tight, and it makes it easy to keep his tempo.]
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A little stress can feel good.
[ He presumes there will be a next time, given how this is going. He doesn't seem to have any issue with the size, but it is notably filling. He isn't shy about making his approval known. Thankfully he is apt to enjoy things on the bigger side, regardless of where or how.
He does his best to reciprocate what he can, though mostly it seems to be affection. Because of course it is. He can't help but crave for it. He does however, press his face into the crook of the man's neck and attempt to suck and nip a bruise into his skin there. ]
Perhaps if you're very sweet we can play with a few of my new toys next time, too- Ahh! Fuck... right there- Don't stop-
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[Is it ego? Is it truth in his mind? It doesn't matter.]
I won't stop. [It is assurance and promise both.]
[His hips snap up into him with a fierceness. ]
I think you're going to come before I do.
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[ Which he does mean, Hythlodaeus is plenty big enough to satisfy him, and he grabs for the man's hand to hold unconsciously. Ever sentimental.
The statement sounds like a challenge. Byleth is usually quick to finish, but makes up for it in sheer stamina and lack of any refractory period. Still, now that he says that... ]
You think s-OH!?
[ It is getting very hard to talk like this, and quite honestly, Hythlodaeus is right. He is going to come like this sooner than later. He does for what it's worth, try to hold out. Try to make it at least somewhat of a challenge, because he gets the feeling this man likes a little game here and there. He bites his lip trying to focus on anything but the sensation of being filled up over and over again.
He can't fight the inevitable though, and finds his end with a low, stuttering moan. He can feel himself trembling through it, tightening down on the other man as much as he can while he rides it out. He does feel a bit silly for not being able to hold off, but he looks up at the man above him with a tiny bit of defiance. ]
Keep going.
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Ohh, a little greedy, are we?
[He whispers that tease into his ear and nips the lobe.]
Well, shall I continue here or...
[He casually reaches behind him and prods his butt with his middle finger.]
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[ He matches the faintly cheeky tone, turning to kiss Hythlodaeus' neck in kind. He sucks in a breath as he feels a finger pressing against his ass. ]
Be my guest. As hard as you want.
[ The invitation is one of curiosity. Wondering just how much Hythlodaeus will give, or if he would hold back somehow. Given how quickly Byleth heals though, he isn't worried. Any kind of pain short of something extreme is not unwelcome. ]