[ This, right here, is the only music Khnum will ever need. It doesn't even have to be these particular sounds or words - just so long as it comes from his lover. Anything that falls from Ḥeḥ's lips is simply perfect.
He smirks into Ḥeḥ's neck as those legs around his waist drag him down, when the head tilts to give him better access. At such an offer, Khnum will absolutely litter so many marks down the side of his lover's neck for him to look at later. Feeling Ḥeḥ tighten around him earns a string of curses muttered into skin but all to the tune of "fuck yes, just like that". Groans and moans intersperse the cursing as he twists the hand on Ḥeḥ's erection every now and then.
Feeling those nails in his back, the yanks to his hair has his hips stuttering occasionally because - fuck, he loves this god so much. And Khnum drags this out, fingers tightening at the base of Ḥeḥ's cock every so often to keep him from coming too soon. Shifts his hips to avoid that bundle of nerves at the same time to make absolutely certain to not let this end just yet. Bringing Ḥeḥ to the very edge only to deny completion a few times so that his lover becomes a writhing, sensual mess beneath him.
And then, as Ḥeḥ is rising to the climax for the umpteenth time, stops holding back - quits teasing Ḥeḥ by prolonging this just once more. Striking both his prostrate and squeezing his erection just right at the same time he whispers: ]
Taeal min 'ajlay habibi.
[ Which, Khnum has perfectly timed this so Ḥeḥ will orgasm at the exact second every clock in Cairo will chime midnight. ]
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He smirks into Ḥeḥ's neck as those legs around his waist drag him down, when the head tilts to give him better access. At such an offer, Khnum will absolutely litter so many marks down the side of his lover's neck for him to look at later. Feeling Ḥeḥ tighten around him earns a string of curses muttered into skin but all to the tune of "fuck yes, just like that". Groans and moans intersperse the cursing as he twists the hand on Ḥeḥ's erection every now and then.
Feeling those nails in his back, the yanks to his hair has his hips stuttering occasionally because - fuck, he loves this god so much. And Khnum drags this out, fingers tightening at the base of Ḥeḥ's cock every so often to keep him from coming too soon. Shifts his hips to avoid that bundle of nerves at the same time to make absolutely certain to not let this end just yet. Bringing Ḥeḥ to the very edge only to deny completion a few times so that his lover becomes a writhing, sensual mess beneath him.
And then, as Ḥeḥ is rising to the climax for the umpteenth time, stops holding back - quits teasing Ḥeḥ by prolonging this just once more. Striking both his prostrate and squeezing his erection just right at the same time he whispers: ]
Taeal min 'ajlay habibi.
[ Which, Khnum has perfectly timed this so Ḥeḥ will orgasm at the exact second every clock in Cairo will chime midnight. ]