[Crystalline eyes burn as Lahabrea sinks to his knees before him. It is a supplication, submissive and defiant both, and to have such an imposing man as Lahabrea willingly do such a thing... Elidibus's pupils dilate at the sight. Once, he had been the Heart of their God, their savior born from him of Lahabrea's own design. While no longer, the events had indeed left their mark upon Elidibus.
So to have Lahabrea this way sparks heat deep within his belly.
Delicate fingers work their way through those silvery strands, combing through each and every plane, brushing all of it back from that seasoned face. Elidibus says nothing, merely taking his time, until at last his explorations move to the other man's face. Long, sweeping strokes over his cheeks, following his facial hair, touching even on his ears. Thumbs move gently over his eyes, brushing against brows and lashes, smoothing outwards. He leaves no skin untouched, unblessed. Methodically the movements are, Elidibus at last touching first Lahabrea's lips with the pad of one thumb, and his forehead with his other palm.
An anointing, almost. Those plush lips parted, heavy lids made heavier as they look upon the one who kneels before him. Who offers himself up so readily.]
I shall explore every inch of you, so thoroughly so that from this day forward every part of you will remember me. I shall paint myself upon your very soul, my name and being etched as lover and sentinel both.
[He knows about Athena. If Lahabrea has chosen him to help in cleansing him of her, he was more than willing to oblige. It is as he said, he will stand sentinel to the memory of her, in both fervent defense and loving offense. Oath made, Elidibus cups both of Lahabrea's cheeks and leaves a long, lingering kiss on his forehead. Next are the lids of his eyes, then at last his lips. Before had been flaring heat, now it has turned to a low, sultry burn. There is no rush, in this, nor should there be. His tongue slips inside Lahabrea's mouth once more, kissing until a low noise of pleasure sounds from the shorter man.
By now the flush upon Themis's cheeks has clearly spread across his chest, his eyes full of naked want for Lahabrea.]
I would see all of you, Hephaistos. Lahabrea. I would have all of you. To that end-
[A firm grasp upon that chin, sapphires burning into rubies.]
Hello spicy my old friend
So to have Lahabrea this way sparks heat deep within his belly.
Delicate fingers work their way through those silvery strands, combing through each and every plane, brushing all of it back from that seasoned face. Elidibus says nothing, merely taking his time, until at last his explorations move to the other man's face. Long, sweeping strokes over his cheeks, following his facial hair, touching even on his ears. Thumbs move gently over his eyes, brushing against brows and lashes, smoothing outwards. He leaves no skin untouched, unblessed. Methodically the movements are, Elidibus at last touching first Lahabrea's lips with the pad of one thumb, and his forehead with his other palm.
An anointing, almost. Those plush lips parted, heavy lids made heavier as they look upon the one who kneels before him. Who offers himself up so readily.]
I shall explore every inch of you, so thoroughly so that from this day forward every part of you will remember me. I shall paint myself upon your very soul, my name and being etched as lover and sentinel both.
[He knows about Athena. If Lahabrea has chosen him to help in cleansing him of her, he was more than willing to oblige. It is as he said, he will stand sentinel to the memory of her, in both fervent defense and loving offense. Oath made, Elidibus cups both of Lahabrea's cheeks and leaves a long, lingering kiss on his forehead. Next are the lids of his eyes, then at last his lips. Before had been flaring heat, now it has turned to a low, sultry burn. There is no rush, in this, nor should there be. His tongue slips inside Lahabrea's mouth once more, kissing until a low noise of pleasure sounds from the shorter man.
By now the flush upon Themis's cheeks has clearly spread across his chest, his eyes full of naked want for Lahabrea.]
I would see all of you, Hephaistos. Lahabrea. I would have all of you. To that end-
[A firm grasp upon that chin, sapphires burning into rubies.]
Strip. Or I shall do the task for you.