[ Ah... yeah. Physical contact is very welcome. It's been far too long, even with him being an absolute well of patience. He lifts his eyebrows with a soft sigh. ]
... That is true, yes. [ an expression of seriously at the next sentence ] I don't miss those days.
[ But, hm... Kadin has him giving a nod of consideration. ]
Kadin, hm? I like it. [ but wow... giving that Look all over again; go ahead and try, Khnum ] Ability to kick isn't what I meant.
[ Such gentle sass . . . though it vanishes completely with the next parts. His expression softens a lot, in fact, as Khnum rolls over and looks at him that way. And says those words. Within milliseconds, his entire face darkens, redness seemingly following the gentle touch with how quickly it spreads. ]
You are absolutely what they call a bully... [ whispered softly, even as he very lightly turns his face towards that hand ] And in line for learning why you shouldn't underestimate Father Time.
[ Hmmm~ Now that he knows the touches are still welcome, Khnum doesn't hesitate to just... slip his leg up over Ḥeḥ's fully. Then his whole body shifts until his front is pressed against the other god's side. ]
Those kinds of sacrifices were overrated anyway.
[ He waits while the other thinks it over. ]
Kadin it will be then. My friend, my companion, my jamal. [ Oh, well if the invite is there - nope. Khnum will stop a mere inch away from kissing him. ] I won't lie and it's been easy but it could be much worse.
[ Something tells him that Ḥeḥ would have come before Khnum lost the ability to hold this place steady. His old lover would have known when the time here was up, he's sure of it. That hand slips down to rest on Ḥeḥ's chest and then he just flops and places his head on his lover's shoulder. ]
You like that about me considering how long you made me wait. [ And he isn't talking about how long Ḥeḥ's been away either. Then he's rolling over to hover over his lover completely. ] Not going to play to hard to get this time? I won't fucking complain if you let me take you here and now.
[ Ah, a little on the unfair side... but still very welcome. He even relaxes a little, though there's only agreement at those next words. ]
Maybe a little uncomfortably so.
[ Wow, Khnum. He blushes a little more between the word and the near-kiss. But he does seem glad at the words that follow. ]
But you know I would have been here sooner if that was the case. [ some certainty, and a smile... then back to the blush ] I-... won't deny that.
[ There's a tiny smile as he glances away, though his gaze quickly returns to Khnum when he's hovering over him. And his eyebrows lift a little at the next words. ]
Is... that a fact...
[ Breathlessly muttering that before he slowly slides a hand up, fingers ghosting over the side of Khnum's face before sliding through his hair. He leans up, brushing his lips over his lover's, whispering. ]
So, what would you do in the event you only got encouragement, Khnum...?
[ This is something he's missed - the closeness, the affection, someone just so relaxed simply from his touch. ]
More than a little but... that's in the past now.
[ AKA he doesn't want to talk about that anymore, Khnum would much rather talk about more pleasant things. Even if he had been lonely without his lover. ]
I figured something or someone was keeping you away but I knew you'd be back. [ Even if it was to say goodbye. Even gods die. ] You missed the worst of it, but I suspect that was on purpose.
[ If it was that snake Ḥeḥ was avoiding, no way he would have come here when Khnum was literally poisoned by it. ]
We both had fun dancing around each other.
[ Pressing into that hand moving over his face but he eagerly leans into the kiss and shifts so that one of his knees slides between Ḥeḥ's. The hand that was on his chest roams lower, re-exploring areas he knows so intimately. ]
In that case, I would take my time and gently make you come undone before putting you back together. There's plenty of it before the sun rises and we'll have to move somewhere more private.
[ Don't mind him just... undressing Ḥeḥ, starting with his top. ]
[ He nods, clearly feeling the same way about that first part. But there's a warmth in his gaze at the next, even if there's a hint of sadness - very much like he is thinking the same thing, regarding the worst possible outcome. And, really, even if he'd been... found by Mot, he would have fought to find his way back here one last time before doing whatever he needed to, to ensure he couldn't be used by Mot. For the sake of... everyone, but... especially Khnum, he's come to realize.
There's a slow nod. ]
I know many of us are and would be dangerous in that thing's grasp, but... I did-... [ hint of a haunted look, just for a moment ] I saw what would happen if I was caught. Countless timelines... all shattered. I feel like it's happened, and yet...
[ He blinks and shakes his head. He doesn't want to talk about that right now. Or ever, really, but... he would tell Khnum more, given there's very little he wouldn't tell him. ]
Mm... We did. [ quiet laugh, twinkling returning to his eyes ] Though I'd say... I've always enjoyed you, in general.
[ Wow... A time reference, huh? He can't help the quiet laugh, though there's a very gentle tug to Khnum's hair. The knee encourages his legs to spread, one sliding around one of Khnum's, and then inching up to tug his lover closer. Though not close enough to interrupt the removal of his shirt. There's a small smile as he shifts to make it easier, the eagerness possibly all the more obvious.
His own hands slide to start ridding Khnum of his own top, one of the said hands ghosting underneath even before it's off. ]
[ Many things about Egypt hit him a little too hard at first but there had been one very important and attractive individual worth staying for. He can't blame Ḥeḥ for staying away - away from him, away from Mot, away from even those gods. The very idea of his lover in any of their hands is not a pleasant one and he would have grieved had his beauty gone on before him but accepted it.
Khnum brushes light and loving kisses over Ḥeḥ's face; cheeks, nose, eyelids, forehead - everywhere but his lips for now. ]
Hush now, allow me to make you forget all of that - even just for a little while. You're here with me and we have some lost time to make up for.
[ Maybe later, Khnum will ask but right now that is kind of the furthest thing from his mind. First on his to-do list: Ḥeḥ. ]
If that's true, allow me to give you more of me to enjoy. Physically.
[ And not just "in general". Ah, the laugh makes his heart flutter. His hair easily falls out of the ponytail, considering he uses his own hair to tie it back instead of those elastic bands. That leg coming up to drag him closer doesn't get resisted the slightest bit and he lowers himself until Ḥeḥ can feel his erection pressing down. Ḥeḥ isn't the only eager one here.
A pleased sound at the feel of fingers moving over his bare skin, even knowing there are some new scars to be discovered. Khnum makes quick work of his lover's shirt and then shifts to kiss his way down to the newly exposed skin. ]
[ Well, that's certainly enough to get him to stop thinking about it. His breath catches at the fluttering kisses, his gaze softening on Khnum. He holds a blink and nods, not an ounce of argument within him. That second sentence, after all, is painfully correct.
He tangles his fingers in those locks, affectionately combing through them. He gasps as Khnum presses his hips closer, shivering just slightly and daring to tease with a press of his own hips. The clothes won't allow for nearly as much satisfaction, he knows.
Each kiss has his chest fluttering a bit, heat curling in the pit of his stomach as he tugs that shirt away completely. His hands slide over Khnum's chest, gaze sliding over the opposite form with open affection and adoration, even with those fresh scars. His body, of course, doesn't have a single scar - kind of difficult to get those, in his case.
And those words being timed this way have him talking without thinking as much. ]
Every day... [ fingers ghosting over any part of Khnum he can reach now ] You were always there, in my mind...
[ Then his plan is working, clearly. That sound is music to his ears and he adores the look upon his lover's face, he intends to see them all again. Maybe not all of them tonight but certainly some of the best ones.
He rocks his hips down slowly, taking his time with the movement. Khnum's lips dance lightly over Ḥeḥ's neck, across his collar bone, down his pec until he comes to a nipple. Then he nips lightly with teeth.
The hand he isn't using to hold himself up travels lower to start working on removing those pesky pants even if Khnum does still absolutely intend to take his time as he said. No one said it had to be with clothes on at all. Also, if Ḥeḥ wants to heal those scars all Khnum will say about it is a cheesy: time does heal all wounds.
Humming while his mouth, teeth and tongue work that nipple. ]
Will you stay with me until the end? [ Whatever end that might eventually be. ]
[ Yeah, he saw that coming... And he pays for that daring move in the form of letting out a broken-up sound that edges close to being a moan. That slow rock of hips is... really tempting him to cave and press up with more force. To think the one being that would genuinely come so close to threatening his patience... would be the one he has the most patience for, all the same.
And his breaths are already coming out faster, cheeks seemingly with a permanent flush, from the teasing nips. He lifts his hips again, this time to help with removing his pants. Damn if he doesn't wind up too distracted to return the favor, though... At least for the moment. The combination of teeth and tongue has him outright shuddering, a broken moan escaping.
There's not a moment's hesitation before he answers that question. ]
Yes...
[ His eyes open as he seems to realize the way he answered that, but then he looks down, sliding his hand across the side of Khnum's face, answering again, gaze softened. ]
Beautiful. [ The sound or his lover's body? The answer to that is yes. Nope, he'll grip Ḥeḥ's hip to keep him from driving upward again because he meant it when he said he was going to take the other apart. Slowly. They could rush through this first time but Khnum wants to savor every millisecond.
Khnum shifts his attention to the other poor unattended nipple, giving it the same treatment as the other. Must keep it even. He'll slide off all the offending pieces of fabric and not even he can keep himself from running his fingers over the newly exposed flesh. Though not where Ḥeḥ likely wants his touch most.
A weight lifts from his shoulders at that answer. Red eyes looking up at his lover's face. ]
I love you. [ Shifting his head just enough to press a kiss to the palm of that hand. ]
[ The resistance against moving his hips is not a surprise, though there's a hint of retaliation in the form of nails lightly scraping over Khnum's arm. There's the faintest hint of a whine at the treatment to the other nipple, body shifting a little restlessly now.
Khnum definitely isn't wrong about where his lover most wants the touch to be... and the look in his eyes is getting more and more telling of it. A hint of desperation, longing, considerable adoration...
Which only becomes more so when he hears those next words. His next breath out is shaky before he quickly leans up to steal those lips with his own. He pulls back just enough to speak, voice just above a whisper. ]
'Ahbik...
[ His hands are moving to Khnum's pants next, lips ghosting over his lover's neck. ]
...'iilaa...
[ He nips at his ear now, whispering directly into it. ]
[ Ah, those nails have him moaning this time and without shame or holding back. It truly has been too long since they've touched each other. He smiles against Ḥeḥ's skin at the whine but there is still much to do before he gives in to what they both want and need.
Khnum is easily drawn into that gaze, those eyes upon him looking at him in such a manner. Yet he holds strong on intending to ravish his beloved slowly. So far.
The kiss is eagerly returned, Khnum stretching up to grant the unspoken request. His body shivers at the words, arching into the fingers looking to remove his final piece of clothing as Ḥeḥ lavishes attention on him with each phrase.
He will only be of minor help in that endeavor - also known as, Khnum not making it more difficult than it should be. ]
Allaena!
[ Sweet words whispered in that language, accompanied with those movements all done by his lover. Khnum is weak to all of it.
Extremely weak considering that critfail after the 17 roll. He leans down to entangle their lips and kiss Ḥeḥ passionately. A hand shifts to where his lover wants it, fingers curling around the member gently at first before sliding to the head. ]
[ He knows he's smiling, and that manages to have a smile tugging at his own lips, unable to deny the part of him that feels the same way - wanting to let this moment stretch as long as possible.
But that part remains at war with the part bordering around desperate for more. His... kryptonite, as some humans might call it, unsurprisingly is his lover, through and through. The touches, the sweet sounds, the passion...
A deep moan escapes into the kiss and he outright yanks Khnum back down, using one of his feet to push those pants all the way down. He lets one hand slide down and over the other god's ass, hips jerking at the touch, clearly betraying his need for so much more. He breaks the kiss just enough to nip at Khnum's bottom lip, chuckling breathlessly. There's some definite faux innocence in the next question. ]
[ Making his lover smile is definitely up at the top of the list of expressions Khnum wants to see. Even if it isn't the first time since they reunited.
Khnum is acutely aware that his lover wants it both ways - to lovingly shatter him into pieces at such an agonizingly slow pace even a time god will be crying out with impatience and yet also wanting all of Khnum is willing to give as soon as possible. Considering what he's willing to give is everything... he wants to see the other fall apart in his hands so he can put Ḥeḥ back together after the climax.
There's an amused sound at the way Ḥeḥ removes his pants and even in this day and age, Khnum doesn't wear underwear so less work there. Meaning he makes that sound into their kiss. The hand on his ass has him rolling his own hips down, letting their erections brush together and he lets out a moan. His grip on Ḥeḥ's dick tightens just right in retaliation for that faux innocence. ]
You know I do, hubun. But I haven't taken you apart yet and I am a god of my word.
[ He nips Ḥeḥ's bottom lip before he... slides down his lover's body with a smirk and licks the head of that gripped member all while keeping his gaze on that golden one. ]
[ He clearly appreciates the lack of underwear and doesn't hesitate to lightly drag his nails over the freshly exposed skin. Though the movements turn a little uneven as those hips roll against his own, and then there's that tightening grip on his dick.
As he chokes out a moan, he leans up to bite down his lover's shoulder, only leaning back to give the tiniest smirk in response to those words. Though the smirk is being met with a smirk, and his cheeks darken a little more as Khnum brazenly licks the tip of his dick. That gaze locked onto his has him crumbling a little faster than he otherwise would. The moan that escapes is much louder than anything he's dared to let out so far. One hand curls against the ground.
Meanwhile, his other hand grips the other god's hair. He fights to stop his hips from jerking too much, only to fail that particular battle. ]
Khnum... shit...
[ It could almost feel embarrassing to be this responsive to a mere lick, but... given who it is, given how long it's been... ]
[ Nails, yes. He loves when they rake over his ass, idly hopes they leave marks that make it a little painful to sit down properly. Even if not, there's plenty of opportunities later.
The bite though, that has him huffing out a moan against his lover's cheek before a quick kiss gets dropped there. Gods, he missed Ḥeḥ so much. Not just the sex but the sass and essentially everything that makes up Ḥeḥ to begin with. Someone who blushes at his flirts, who gives as good as he gets and always has. He drinks in every movement, every expression, every sound like he's been without water his whole life.
Khnum's head leans into that hand in his hair just a little and he doesn't attempt to stop the jerking hips at all. One thing he's good at - taking Ḥeḥ's length. ]
We've only just gotten started, sweetheart. You haven't forgotten one of my many old roles, have you?
[ The bastard, he knows Ḥeḥ hasn't forgotten that particular part about him. Just the way Khnum hasn't forgotten how to deep-throat his lover in one go. Which he's proving right now. ]
[ Well, if that's what he wants... that's what he'll be getting. It's a good thing they're both gods, too; the force would be enough to outright cut a human, but... Khnum will just find it a bit more uncomfortable to sit. And Ḥeḥ... might like leaving such dark lines, even more than he'd openly admit. And he might... possibly be wanting to leave some for others to be able to see later. Even knowing there's very little chance for someone else coming along, there's... a certain thrill to the idea of seeing one well after all of this. But, maybe later...
For now? He's completely distracted by those words that earn a quiet, breathless laugh. ]
How... could I?
[ Which is all he can say before he's gasping and moaning, hips bucking slightly, right on into that wonderful mouth. His back threatens to arch already, head tilting back as nails bite into Khnum's shoulder. The hand in his lover's hair tightens its grip enough to possibly sting by now. Not that he seems to even realize it, at least at first... He does release a slow, uneven breath, that hand sliding to gently caress the other god's cheek, gesture loving. ]
[ Good thing he had hardly any sitting plans in store for the next twenty-four hours, at least. Khnum will absolutely take advantage of his lover and sprawl across his lap even when they aren't making up for lost time this way. He's also onboard for having marks that will be visible even when wearing clothing later but Ḥeḥ will have to settle for places he can reach at the moment. As for being seen out here like this... Let them. Okay no, Khnum would rather this sight of his lover be just for him.
Khnum only hums around his lover's length, not willing to part with it for words at the minute.
He takes the bucking with ease, only placing a single hand gently on Ḥeḥ's hip to steady him a little. And moans when those nails find his shoulder, pulling back just to do it again only after swirling his tongue over the tip first - cheeks hollowing to ensure the most friction and maximum pleasure.
Red eyes continue to watch his lover's face and as he's continuously deep-throating Ḥeḥ, a slick finger probes his entrance. Khnum times it perfectly. Going down on Ḥeḥ and that finger sliding in with the just exact crook to hit that bundle of nerves. ]
[ The hum has him gasping out loud, quietly moaning out his lover's name. But damn if Khnum isn't proving how well his memory works when it comes to Ḥeḥ's pleasure. If his entire being wasn't so preoccupied, maybe he'd feel a little more flustered over this, but... really, he can't even begin to think about anything or anyone else.
And the finger is more than welcome, all things considered. He dimly thinks to try relaxing those muscles as much as he can manage, and starts to succeed... Until he's officially blinded by pleasure for a moment. That bundle of nerves has him pretty much choking out a quiet gasp, body shifting against Khnum, a touch restless and very much revealing that he's absolutely craving more.
More of his lover, to finally have what his memories threatened to taunt him with, every time he even briefly thought of the other god.
But that wicked mouth ensures all he can manage to vocalize is slightly rapid breaths, the occasional swear, and quiet moans. He's still trying not to be too loud, just for the sake of not drawing somebody out there, but damn if Khnum isn't making that... a little unfairly difficult. ]
[ It's beautiful. The sight Ḥeḥ on the shore of his Nile, painted in the soft light of the moon, stripped naked, writhing from his touches, creating a song of his name and pleasured sounds, and falling apart in such a magnificent way is the most beautiful thing Khnum has ever seen. Will ever see. Seeing it again makes all that waiting absolutely worth it.
Not to mention catching Ḥeḥ off-guard with anything is just a simple joy in his life. He keeps up all of his loving administrations a single minute longer and not a second more. Khnum licks his way back up to the head of his lover's cock, finger still pressing against those nerves with every stroke.
Then his head turns to press a kiss against Ḥeḥ's inner thigh before biting there gently. ]
I could watch you like this forever. [ Spoken softly, lovingly and a little bit hoarse considering what he'd just been using his mouth for.
More kisses and nipping along the inner thigh as he slides a second lubricated finger in. Time to properly stretch his lover for what will absolutely come soon. ]
Will you let me watch you until the end of time, qalbi?
[ Khnum shifts part of his body so that his own hard erection is pressed up against one of Ḥeḥ's legs. He knows he doesn't need to show just how turned on by watching, by giving pleasure - his lover already knows what he does to Khnum. But a reminder is always nice. ]
[ His back arches a bit more, eyes closing and expression openly one of pleasure. No shame - only trust in being able to let go around the god. His fingers alternate between tugging - outright yanking a bit - and affectionately caressing whatever part of Khnum's face they can reach. When his lover's mouth presses against his thigh instead, and even as the mouth slowed to that stop, he ignores that near-carnal feeling of disappointment.
There's something far, far better coming and he's happy to forgo this form of release for that. And, while he could technically make his body ready, he can't deny the... actual fun of letting this process happen. There's the bare hint of shyness at those words, though he's letting out a slightly faster breath when he feels the second finger.
With a quiet sound, he holds a blink, and then he locks eyes with Khnum, gaze softening. ]
... Please do? [ biting at his bottom lip, a tiny smile tugging at the corners of his mouth ] You're the only one... I've ever wanted to, Khnum.
[ Damn that sure is a reminder. He shivers, swallowing a little thickly, hand reaching up to gently brush his fingers through Khnum's hair. ]
[ His gaze travels down that arching body, mesmerized by the way the light moves across dark skin. Going further down to the sight of the organ that's glistening still with his saliva and is tempted to taste the white liquid gathering at the tip again. But he refrains. For now.
He loves this god beneath him, more than words can express but he says them anyway. Khnum would die if this god stopped existing for even one second because his heart would simply refuse to beat again. He can live without him so long as he still exists somewhere but Khnum is happiest when they're together.
At the confession he moves to the other leg, sucking in the skin there to leave a mark no one else will see but them. ]
Then I will. [ Time to lavish more attention to this side as that third finger slips inside with the others. The last one. They're so close to what they both want now. ] The only one ever, Huh?
[ Yes that was done on Purpose because he has to be like that even now of all times. His voice takes on a teasing tone but it's still loaded with love, affection and desperate need. ]
Ever is a long time. Had you been staring at me from across the dunes since we came to Earth? [ Now he licks the head of his cock while keeping eye contact.]
Or were you staring at me from across time? [ Either answer will honestly pleased the fuck out of Khnum. ]
[ A quiet gasp-like moan is the reward for leaving that mark, and his hips shift when the third finger slides in. His face turns another shade darker as he's asked that very pointed question. The teasing earns narrowed eyes and his muscles clenching around the fingers, though his expression softens almost immediately after. Not even an ounce of genuine annoyance here... even with the hint of softened fluster.
But then he's left watching his lover lick the head of his dick, gaze resting on his own. He can feel butterflies in the pit of his stomach as he lets out a slow, faintly unsteady breath. ]
... Time.
[ Warmth touches his gaze, through the hints of shyness and obvious desire and physical longing. Love, honest and pure in many ways. Unconditional and never with expectations... It's all there, in both his expression and in his eyes. ]
Kunt 'antuzrik... Khnum. [ brushing fingers down the side of the god's neck ] Bisaeada.
[ Going to wiggle those fingers when his lover tightens around them but Khnum enjoys their back-and-forth teasing even during their intimate moments. His head will tilt just enough to lightly graze his teeth over the shaft of Ḥeḥ's erection. A sparkle in his eyes as he does so but also a gread deal of adoration present too.
Khnum's heart skips a beat at the answer to his question, then proceeds to beat out a fluttering rhythm. His fingers twist to press against that bundle of nerves again to award the true patience of this god for waiting all that time. ]
Taw'am ruwhi.
[ Red eyes flash green, blue hair turns pale just for a second but the devotion in his gaze doesn't waver a single iota. Fingers slip out of his lover, knowing it will leave Ḥeḥ feeling empty but Khnum is already moving to fix that problem.
He shifts to wrap his lover's legs around his own waist, idles his way back up to press a deep passionate kiss to Ḥeḥ's lips - tongue seeking warmth inside the other's mouth. Lines his already lubricated erection and slides home in one single slow thrust while wrapping a hand around his love's at the same time. ]
I love you. [ Is whispered with devotion against Ḥeḥ's lips in Sumerian, in Egyptian and then in Arabic. ]
[ He releases a gasp that quickly evolves into a moan as his hips shift, grinding a bit against that hand. And his own gaze doesn't leave his lover's as he does, even when the fingers leave him with an instantaneous aching, a raw longing, for more.
Both legs wrap easily around the opposite form, and he's very much sinking into the kiss, tongue playfully fighting Khnum's in a faux battle for dominance within the kiss. Really, every part of him is far-too-happy giving up some form of control, even if just for fleeting moments, comparatively.
A sharp breath of pleasure escapes against the opposite pair of lips as he closes his eyes and absolutely relishes the feeling. His hands slide up Khnum's back, nails biting the skin as he relaxes against his lover a little. Khnum might be getting gently nudged by some of what his lover is feeling - emotions such as love, trust, adoration, and everything between. The words are returned, only... some of his repetitions are in languages that are long lost to man. ]
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... That is true, yes. [ an expression of seriously at the next sentence ] I don't miss those days.
[ But, hm... Kadin has him giving a nod of consideration. ]
Kadin, hm? I like it. [ but wow... giving that Look all over again; go ahead and try, Khnum ] Ability to kick isn't what I meant.
[ Such gentle sass . . . though it vanishes completely with the next parts. His expression softens a lot, in fact, as Khnum rolls over and looks at him that way. And says those words. Within milliseconds, his entire face darkens, redness seemingly following the gentle touch with how quickly it spreads. ]
You are absolutely what they call a bully... [ whispered softly, even as he very lightly turns his face towards that hand ] And in line for learning why you shouldn't underestimate Father Time.
[ Fluster doesn't mean he can't sass. ]
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Those kinds of sacrifices were overrated anyway.
[ He waits while the other thinks it over. ]
Kadin it will be then. My friend, my companion, my jamal. [ Oh, well if the invite is there - nope. Khnum will stop a mere inch away from kissing him. ] I won't lie and it's been easy but it could be much worse.
[ Something tells him that Ḥeḥ would have come before Khnum lost the ability to hold this place steady. His old lover would have known when the time here was up, he's sure of it. That hand slips down to rest on Ḥeḥ's chest and then he just flops and places his head on his lover's shoulder. ]
You like that about me considering how long you made me wait. [ And he isn't talking about how long Ḥeḥ's been away either. Then he's rolling over to hover over his lover completely. ] Not going to play to hard to get this time? I won't fucking complain if you let me take you here and now.
[ Completely serious while also teasing. ]
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Maybe a little uncomfortably so.
[ Wow, Khnum. He blushes a little more between the word and the near-kiss. But he does seem glad at the words that follow. ]
But you know I would have been here sooner if that was the case. [ some certainty, and a smile... then back to the blush ] I-... won't deny that.
[ There's a tiny smile as he glances away, though his gaze quickly returns to Khnum when he's hovering over him. And his eyebrows lift a little at the next words. ]
Is... that a fact...
[ Breathlessly muttering that before he slowly slides a hand up, fingers ghosting over the side of Khnum's face before sliding through his hair. He leans up, brushing his lips over his lover's, whispering. ]
So, what would you do in the event you only got encouragement, Khnum...?
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More than a little but... that's in the past now.
[ AKA he doesn't want to talk about that anymore, Khnum would much rather talk about more pleasant things. Even if he had been lonely without his lover. ]
I figured something or someone was keeping you away but I knew you'd be back. [ Even if it was to say goodbye. Even gods die. ] You missed the worst of it, but I suspect that was on purpose.
[ If it was that snake Ḥeḥ was avoiding, no way he would have come here when Khnum was literally poisoned by it. ]
We both had fun dancing around each other.
[ Pressing into that hand moving over his face but he eagerly leans into the kiss and shifts so that one of his knees slides between Ḥeḥ's. The hand that was on his chest roams lower, re-exploring areas he knows so intimately. ]
In that case, I would take my time and gently make you come undone before putting you back together. There's plenty of it before the sun rises and we'll have to move somewhere more private.
[ Don't mind him just... undressing Ḥeḥ, starting with his top. ]
CW: vague suicidal ideation
There's a slow nod. ]
I know many of us are and would be dangerous in that thing's grasp, but... I did-... [ hint of a haunted look, just for a moment ] I saw what would happen if I was caught. Countless timelines... all shattered. I feel like it's happened, and yet...
[ He blinks and shakes his head. He doesn't want to talk about that right now. Or ever, really, but... he would tell Khnum more, given there's very little he wouldn't tell him. ]
Mm... We did. [ quiet laugh, twinkling returning to his eyes ] Though I'd say... I've always enjoyed you, in general.
[ Wow... A time reference, huh? He can't help the quiet laugh, though there's a very gentle tug to Khnum's hair. The knee encourages his legs to spread, one sliding around one of Khnum's, and then inching up to tug his lover closer. Though not close enough to interrupt the removal of his shirt. There's a small smile as he shifts to make it easier, the eagerness possibly all the more obvious.
His own hands slide to start ridding Khnum of his own top, one of the said hands ghosting underneath even before it's off. ]
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Khnum brushes light and loving kisses over Ḥeḥ's face; cheeks, nose, eyelids, forehead - everywhere but his lips for now. ]
Hush now, allow me to make you forget all of that - even just for a little while. You're here with me and we have some lost time to make up for.
[ Maybe later, Khnum will ask but right now that is kind of the furthest thing from his mind. First on his to-do list: Ḥeḥ. ]
If that's true, allow me to give you more of me to enjoy. Physically.
[ And not just "in general". Ah, the laugh makes his heart flutter. His hair easily falls out of the ponytail, considering he uses his own hair to tie it back instead of those elastic bands. That leg coming up to drag him closer doesn't get resisted the slightest bit and he lowers himself until Ḥeḥ can feel his erection pressing down. Ḥeḥ isn't the only eager one here.
A pleased sound at the feel of fingers moving over his bare skin, even knowing there are some new scars to be discovered. Khnum makes quick work of his lover's shirt and then shifts to kiss his way down to the newly exposed skin. ]
I've missed you.
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He tangles his fingers in those locks, affectionately combing through them. He gasps as Khnum presses his hips closer, shivering just slightly and daring to tease with a press of his own hips. The clothes won't allow for nearly as much satisfaction, he knows.
Each kiss has his chest fluttering a bit, heat curling in the pit of his stomach as he tugs that shirt away completely. His hands slide over Khnum's chest, gaze sliding over the opposite form with open affection and adoration, even with those fresh scars. His body, of course, doesn't have a single scar - kind of difficult to get those, in his case.
And those words being timed this way have him talking without thinking as much. ]
Every day... [ fingers ghosting over any part of Khnum he can reach now ] You were always there, in my mind...
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He rocks his hips down slowly, taking his time with the movement. Khnum's lips dance lightly over Ḥeḥ's neck, across his collar bone, down his pec until he comes to a nipple. Then he nips lightly with teeth.
The hand he isn't using to hold himself up travels lower to start working on removing those pesky pants even if Khnum does still absolutely intend to take his time as he said. No one said it had to be with clothes on at all. Also, if Ḥeḥ wants to heal those scars all Khnum will say about it is a cheesy: time does heal all wounds.
Humming while his mouth, teeth and tongue work that nipple. ]
Will you stay with me until the end? [ Whatever end that might eventually be. ]
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And his breaths are already coming out faster, cheeks seemingly with a permanent flush, from the teasing nips. He lifts his hips again, this time to help with removing his pants. Damn if he doesn't wind up too distracted to return the favor, though... At least for the moment. The combination of teeth and tongue has him outright shuddering, a broken moan escaping.
There's not a moment's hesitation before he answers that question. ]
Yes...
[ His eyes open as he seems to realize the way he answered that, but then he looks down, sliding his hand across the side of Khnum's face, answering again, gaze softened. ]
Until the end.
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Khnum shifts his attention to the other poor unattended nipple, giving it the same treatment as the other. Must keep it even. He'll slide off all the offending pieces of fabric and not even he can keep himself from running his fingers over the newly exposed flesh. Though not where Ḥeḥ likely wants his touch most.
A weight lifts from his shoulders at that answer. Red eyes looking up at his lover's face. ]
I love you. [ Shifting his head just enough to press a kiss to the palm of that hand. ]
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Khnum definitely isn't wrong about where his lover most wants the touch to be... and the look in his eyes is getting more and more telling of it. A hint of desperation, longing, considerable adoration...
Which only becomes more so when he hears those next words. His next breath out is shaky before he quickly leans up to steal those lips with his own. He pulls back just enough to speak, voice just above a whisper. ]
'Ahbik...
[ His hands are moving to Khnum's pants next, lips ghosting over his lover's neck. ]
...'iilaa...
[ He nips at his ear now, whispering directly into it. ]
... al'abad.
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Khnum is easily drawn into that gaze, those eyes upon him looking at him in such a manner. Yet he holds strong on intending to ravish his beloved slowly. So far.
The kiss is eagerly returned, Khnum stretching up to grant the unspoken request. His body shivers at the words, arching into the fingers looking to remove his final piece of clothing as Ḥeḥ lavishes attention on him with each phrase.
He will only be of minor help in that endeavor - also known as, Khnum not making it more difficult than it should be. ]
Allaena!
[ Sweet words whispered in that language, accompanied with those movements all done by his lover. Khnum is weak to all of it.
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But that part remains at war with the part bordering around desperate for more. His... kryptonite, as some humans might call it, unsurprisingly is his lover, through and through. The touches, the sweet sounds, the passion...
A deep moan escapes into the kiss and he outright yanks Khnum back down, using one of his feet to push those pants all the way down. He lets one hand slide down and over the other god's ass, hips jerking at the touch, clearly betraying his need for so much more. He breaks the kiss just enough to nip at Khnum's bottom lip, chuckling breathlessly. There's some definite faux innocence in the next question. ]
I take it you liked that?
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Khnum is acutely aware that his lover wants it both ways - to lovingly shatter him into pieces at such an agonizingly slow pace even a time god will be crying out with impatience and yet also wanting all of Khnum is willing to give as soon as possible. Considering what he's willing to give is everything... he wants to see the other fall apart in his hands so he can put Ḥeḥ back together after the climax.
There's an amused sound at the way Ḥeḥ removes his pants and even in this day and age, Khnum doesn't wear underwear so less work there. Meaning he makes that sound into their kiss. The hand on his ass has him rolling his own hips down, letting their erections brush together and he lets out a moan. His grip on Ḥeḥ's dick tightens just right in retaliation for that faux innocence. ]
You know I do, hubun. But I haven't taken you apart yet and I am a god of my word.
[ He nips Ḥeḥ's bottom lip before he... slides down his lover's body with a smirk and licks the head of that gripped member all while keeping his gaze on that golden one. ]
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As he chokes out a moan, he leans up to bite down his lover's shoulder, only leaning back to give the tiniest smirk in response to those words. Though the smirk is being met with a smirk, and his cheeks darken a little more as Khnum brazenly licks the tip of his dick. That gaze locked onto his has him crumbling a little faster than he otherwise would. The moan that escapes is much louder than anything he's dared to let out so far. One hand curls against the ground.
Meanwhile, his other hand grips the other god's hair. He fights to stop his hips from jerking too much, only to fail that particular battle. ]
Khnum... shit...
[ It could almost feel embarrassing to be this responsive to a mere lick, but... given who it is, given how long it's been... ]
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The bite though, that has him huffing out a moan against his lover's cheek before a quick kiss gets dropped there. Gods, he missed Ḥeḥ so much. Not just the sex but the sass and essentially everything that makes up Ḥeḥ to begin with. Someone who blushes at his flirts, who gives as good as he gets and always has. He drinks in every movement, every expression, every sound like he's been without water his whole life.
Khnum's head leans into that hand in his hair just a little and he doesn't attempt to stop the jerking hips at all. One thing he's good at - taking Ḥeḥ's length. ]
We've only just gotten started, sweetheart. You haven't forgotten one of my many old roles, have you?
[ The bastard, he knows Ḥeḥ hasn't forgotten that particular part about him. Just the way Khnum hasn't forgotten how to deep-throat his lover in one go. Which he's proving right now. ]
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For now? He's completely distracted by those words that earn a quiet, breathless laugh. ]
How... could I?
[ Which is all he can say before he's gasping and moaning, hips bucking slightly, right on into that wonderful mouth. His back threatens to arch already, head tilting back as nails bite into Khnum's shoulder. The hand in his lover's hair tightens its grip enough to possibly sting by now. Not that he seems to even realize it, at least at first... He does release a slow, uneven breath, that hand sliding to gently caress the other god's cheek, gesture loving. ]
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Khnum only hums around his lover's length, not willing to part with it for words at the minute.
He takes the bucking with ease, only placing a single hand gently on Ḥeḥ's hip to steady him a little. And moans when those nails find his shoulder, pulling back just to do it again only after swirling his tongue over the tip first - cheeks hollowing to ensure the most friction and maximum pleasure.
Red eyes continue to watch his lover's face and as he's continuously deep-throating Ḥeḥ, a slick finger probes his entrance. Khnum times it perfectly. Going down on Ḥeḥ and that finger sliding in with the just exact crook to hit that bundle of nerves. ]
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And the finger is more than welcome, all things considered. He dimly thinks to try relaxing those muscles as much as he can manage, and starts to succeed... Until he's officially blinded by pleasure for a moment. That bundle of nerves has him pretty much choking out a quiet gasp, body shifting against Khnum, a touch restless and very much revealing that he's absolutely craving more.
More of his lover, to finally have what his memories threatened to taunt him with, every time he even briefly thought of the other god.
But that wicked mouth ensures all he can manage to vocalize is slightly rapid breaths, the occasional swear, and quiet moans. He's still trying not to be too loud, just for the sake of not drawing somebody out there, but damn if Khnum isn't making that... a little unfairly difficult. ]
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Not to mention catching Ḥeḥ off-guard with anything is just a simple joy in his life. He keeps up all of his loving administrations a single minute longer and not a second more. Khnum licks his way back up to the head of his lover's cock, finger still pressing against those nerves with every stroke.
Then his head turns to press a kiss against Ḥeḥ's inner thigh before biting there gently. ]
I could watch you like this forever. [ Spoken softly, lovingly and a little bit hoarse considering what he'd just been using his mouth for.
More kisses and nipping along the inner thigh as he slides a second lubricated finger in. Time to properly stretch his lover for what will absolutely come soon. ]
Will you let me watch you until the end of time, qalbi?
[ Khnum shifts part of his body so that his own hard erection is pressed up against one of Ḥeḥ's legs. He knows he doesn't need to show just how turned on by watching, by giving pleasure - his lover already knows what he does to Khnum. But a reminder is always nice. ]
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There's something far, far better coming and he's happy to forgo this form of release for that. And, while he could technically make his body ready, he can't deny the... actual fun of letting this process happen. There's the bare hint of shyness at those words, though he's letting out a slightly faster breath when he feels the second finger.
With a quiet sound, he holds a blink, and then he locks eyes with Khnum, gaze softening. ]
... Please do? [ biting at his bottom lip, a tiny smile tugging at the corners of his mouth ] You're the only one... I've ever wanted to, Khnum.
[ Damn that sure is a reminder. He shivers, swallowing a little thickly, hand reaching up to gently brush his fingers through Khnum's hair. ]
Phone tagging sleeeep soon
He loves this god beneath him, more than words can express but he says them anyway. Khnum would die if this god stopped existing for even one second because his heart would simply refuse to beat again. He can live without him so long as he still exists somewhere but Khnum is happiest when they're together.
At the confession he moves to the other leg, sucking in the skin there to leave a mark no one else will see but them. ]
Then I will. [ Time to lavish more attention to this side as that third finger slips inside with the others. The last one. They're so close to what they both want now. ] The only one ever, Huh?
[ Yes that was done on Purpose because he has to be like that even now of all times. His voice takes on a teasing tone but it's still loaded with love, affection and desperate need. ]
Ever is a long time. Had you been staring at me from across the dunes since we came to Earth? [ Now he licks the head of his cock while keeping eye contact.]
Or were you staring at me from across time? [ Either answer will honestly pleased the fuck out of Khnum. ]
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But then he's left watching his lover lick the head of his dick, gaze resting on his own. He can feel butterflies in the pit of his stomach as he lets out a slow, faintly unsteady breath. ]
... Time.
[ Warmth touches his gaze, through the hints of shyness and obvious desire and physical longing. Love, honest and pure in many ways. Unconditional and never with expectations... It's all there, in both his expression and in his eyes. ]
Kunt 'antuzrik... Khnum. [ brushing fingers down the side of the god's neck ] Bisaeada.
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Khnum's heart skips a beat at the answer to his question, then proceeds to beat out a fluttering rhythm. His fingers twist to press against that bundle of nerves again to award the true patience of this god for waiting all that time. ]
Taw'am ruwhi.
[ Red eyes flash green, blue hair turns pale just for a second but the devotion in his gaze doesn't waver a single iota. Fingers slip out of his lover, knowing it will leave Ḥeḥ feeling empty but Khnum is already moving to fix that problem.
He shifts to wrap his lover's legs around his own waist, idles his way back up to press a deep passionate kiss to Ḥeḥ's lips - tongue seeking warmth inside the other's mouth. Lines his already lubricated erection and slides home in one single slow thrust while wrapping a hand around his love's at the same time. ]
I love you. [ Is whispered with devotion against Ḥeḥ's lips in Sumerian, in Egyptian and then in Arabic. ]
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Both legs wrap easily around the opposite form, and he's very much sinking into the kiss, tongue playfully fighting Khnum's in a faux battle for dominance within the kiss. Really, every part of him is far-too-happy giving up some form of control, even if just for fleeting moments, comparatively.
A sharp breath of pleasure escapes against the opposite pair of lips as he closes his eyes and absolutely relishes the feeling. His hands slide up Khnum's back, nails biting the skin as he relaxes against his lover a little. Khnum might be getting gently nudged by some of what his lover is feeling - emotions such as love, trust, adoration, and everything between. The words are returned, only... some of his repetitions are in languages that are long lost to man. ]
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