[ 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. ]
[ There's no way Khnum would leave him empty and unsatisfied for long, never has and never will. The time apart makes him just as eager as Ḥeḥ is to become one in this manner. He isn't sure he could hold out long but the good thing about being a god, the stamina to go many rounds which is what Khnum is planning for tonight.
How right this feels. Ḥeḥ's heat surrounding him in different ways and it makes it seem as if he's been cold since his lover parted. He pours everything into that kiss. All the longing, the love, the happiness and desperation that has made up his life both with and without this god beneath him.
For just a moment, Khnum doesn't move. Just relishes in the heat surrounding him, the nails in is back, the legs arouns his waist, the words in languages even Khnum has left to the wayside. Those emotions brushing against his own are magnificent and he drinks them in as if he's been parched forever.
Then finally, he rolls his hips. Giving them what they both need so fiercely. Even now, he still knows exactly how to move to bring out the most pleasure - to aim for that bundle of nerves with every stroke. It's a steady pace because now that they've come this far, even Khnum's control for slow is breaking.
He moves to suck a mark high on Ḥeḥ's neck where it will be visible even with most clothing. The hand still wrapped around his lover's erection begins to move in sync with his hips. ]
[ With that first roll of hips, he doesn't refrain from moaning deeply, even letting it escape somewhat broken-up (in a good way). Encouraging hums and other sounds of happiness escaping him as the pace immediately picks up, his legs not hesitating to pull his lover closer.
His head slides to the side enough to give Khnum room to work, and there's no way he isn't going to allow that mark to stay for a while. It will be a wonderful sight to enjoy in the mirror later. Also, that hand earns the movement of Ḥeḥ's hips; each thrust is met part of the way, muscles clenching just enough to heighten the pleasure for Khnum. The better it feels, the harder those nails start to dig in, though always mindful of his lover's limitations—yes, Khnum's a god, but Ḥeḥ could easily do more damage than would be fun.
But, the scratches will be there later, a stinging reminder of this moment, whenever Khnum showers (which Ḥeḥ would thoroughly enjoy being there for, unsurprisingly). His other hand yanks on the god's hair, encouraging and further showing how amazing it all feels. And the god's name escapes his lips, between words of encouragement and agreement (as well as the occasional swear), more times than he's bothering to keep up with, right now. ]
[ 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. ]
[ There's not an ounce of surprise towards Khnum putting the effort into preventing Ḥeḥ from finishing, just yet. And he knows his lover is having the time of his godly life over it, when his moans shift to reveal how much of a mess he's made him. They become a bit more drawn-out, deeper, a touch of desperation being allowed to enter them.
Khnum truly is the only one who'd ever be allowed to see this side of him, so... why not let him see everything, feel everything. Know just how much of an impact he has. And the timing—there's no way he wouldn't know Khnum did it intentionally. But is he mad about it?
Not even close. If anything, he's responding with an eager affirmation, words of love, the god's name never far behind any of it. His back arches, body pressing even closer to the opposite form. His mouth presses firmly against Khnum's shoulder as he bites down, though without bothering to muffle his cry.
All the while, his muscles squeeze his lover's dick, his hips continuing to move until he knows Khnum is done, too. ]
[ He promised to take his lover apart and put him back together, Khnum is only delivering on that. His eyes rake down Ḥeḥ's body as it bucks and moves against his before his gaze setttles on the other's face. Stunning perfection that he commits to memory.
It's been so long. Too long. All of this is something Khnum wants to drink in, to absorb and hold on to. Knowing that Ḥeḥ is giving it all so freely to him is a wonder he'll never get over.
Of course Khnum knows that Ḥeḥ knows this was intentionally timed. Very hard to not know on either side. Mostly it's because he wants to here Ḥeḥ cry out without fear of someone accidentally hearing him outside of their little bubble. Also because it amuses the fuck out of Khnum. Teasing even in the throes of passion.
He hears the cry very close to his ear, feels teeth sink into his flesh, fluid spill over his hand, and his dick grasped tight by familiar heat. It's enough to make him come undone as well, thrusting one last time as he follows his lover over the edge, also half-moaning Ḥeḥ's name as he does so. ]
[ That's the side of him that Ḥeḥ will never grow tired of; the part willing to tease him even at times like this. Plus, he can't say he minded being able to cry out without fear of a human hearing them. He could have managed preventing it as well, but... that way was more amusing, yeah.
And as his lover comes undone, he's already pulling back to capture Khnum's face with some lazy kisses and a smile. Once the moment passes, he slides one hand over the side of the god's face. He leans to brush their lips together with a content sigh, voice softened. ]
I love you, Khnum...
[ He lets his head rest on the ground properly, both hands resting against Khnum's face now. There's zero shyness as he simply admires his lover. His next words are just above a whisper. ]
[ It's exactly the reason this side of him will never stop; so long as Ḥeḥ likes it then he'll keep doing it. Where is the fun in preventing humans from hearing it in the godly fashion? This was far more enjoyable for both of them.
He's pliable to that touch, looking down at Ḥeḥ with a gaze full of adoration as lips move across his face. His head tilts into that hand and meets that kiss tenderly. ]
And I love you, Ḥeḥ.
[ Khnum doesn't move from his position on top of his lover, and well... if he doesn't pull out either, he doubts he'll receive any complaints. Godly stamina is just that. Fingers brush over Ḥeḥ's face as if rememorizing every curve and dip with them, his eyes stay locked on gold ones. ]
This home is very glad to have you back. [ For the moment, Khnum is content to stay here on the shore just like this. ]
[ He's happy seeing that look in Khnum's eyes, on his face. To hear that loving tone, feel the adoration. Everything in the multiverse feels so much lighter, so much easier to bear. This god remains worth every moment of waiting, just as he knew he'd be. Even with those lingering, horrible influences, he's able to stay grounded. Focused on the things he can do in the here and now.
Oh, and there are no complaints, whatsoever. He even gives Khnum a smile that makes that all the clearer, head shifting so his face presses all the more into that hand. His own gaze doesn't leave Khnum's, softening with those next words. Instead of responding with words, he leans up, brushing a soft kiss over his lover's forehead.
Then his lips, cheek, jawline... Slow, soft, and loving. Expressing more than words would, right this moment. ]
[ Khnum lives for this individual. He can exist without Ḥeḥ but everything feels more alive with the other around, including himself. So it would be absolutely impossible for Khnum to have this look or feel these emotions without Ḥeḥ. Which is why he has waited so long for this - for Ḥeḥ to come back to him.
There is still much of the night left and Khnum has a promise to fulfill. He's taken his lover apart once, but that was just the beginning. And that smile only encourages him. They do have a lot of time to make up for. For now, he is content to bask in this. To soak up the touches and looks, to feel those emotions with each single second that passes.
They had hot and dirty, even if it wasn't quick at all. It was what they both needed after so long - to release some of the built-up pressure. Now it's time for sweet and soft... to show just how much they still love each other with every movement and glance. ]
[ Soft and sweet is more than okay with him. And when he shifts, it's only to slide one leg up Khnum's side, ever so slightly and with almost teasingly light pressure. Those kisses don't stop, even once, and are feather-light.
The kisses trail along the jawline, stopping just under Khnum's ear. Both hands slide up and through the god's hair, one brushing the side of his lover's face. The other hand begins to trace down Khnum's spine, slow and teasingly light. Just enough to map it with touch; he knows this body as well as he knows just about anything else, but it never hurts to have fun with "memorizing" again, right? ]
[ He smiles at the leg coming up his body, letting a hand trail over that thigh gently. Leaning in to give Ḥeḥ a slow, passionate kiss that expresses all of his feelings of love, adoration and longing.
Fingertips trail down his lover's chest, dancing playfully across the skin as they follows the outline of muscle and bone. Khnum shivers at the hand going down his spine and considering how they're still connected, surely Ḥeḥ will feel that. He rolls his hips leisurely, letting his member slide out just a bit before gliding back into the warmth with tender care. ]
![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
no subject
Date: 2020-08-11 07:41 pm (UTC)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. ]
no subject
Date: 2020-08-11 08:33 pm (UTC)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. ]
no subject
Date: 2020-08-11 08:45 pm (UTC)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. ]
no subject
Date: 2020-08-11 09:32 pm (UTC)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. ]
no subject
Date: 2020-08-11 09:53 pm (UTC)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. ]
no subject
Date: 2020-08-11 11:50 pm (UTC)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
Date: 2020-08-12 12:19 am (UTC)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. ]
no subject
Date: 2020-08-12 01:45 am (UTC)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.
no subject
Date: 2020-08-12 08:31 am (UTC)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. ]
no subject
Date: 2020-08-13 04:54 am (UTC)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. ]
no subject
Date: 2020-08-13 06:29 am (UTC)How right this feels. Ḥeḥ's heat surrounding him in different ways and it makes it seem as if he's been cold since his lover parted. He pours everything into that kiss. All the longing, the love, the happiness and desperation that has made up his life both with and without this god beneath him.
For just a moment, Khnum doesn't move. Just relishes in the heat surrounding him, the nails in is back, the legs arouns his waist, the words in languages even Khnum has left to the wayside. Those emotions brushing against his own are magnificent and he drinks them in as if he's been parched forever.
Then finally, he rolls his hips. Giving them what they both need so fiercely. Even now, he still knows exactly how to move to bring out the most pleasure - to aim for that bundle of nerves with every stroke. It's a steady pace because now that they've come this far, even Khnum's control for slow is breaking.
He moves to suck a mark high on Ḥeḥ's neck where it will be visible even with most clothing. The hand still wrapped around his lover's erection begins to move in sync with his hips. ]
no subject
Date: 2020-08-24 02:35 pm (UTC)His head slides to the side enough to give Khnum room to work, and there's no way he isn't going to allow that mark to stay for a while. It will be a wonderful sight to enjoy in the mirror later. Also, that hand earns the movement of Ḥeḥ's hips; each thrust is met part of the way, muscles clenching just enough to heighten the pleasure for Khnum. The better it feels, the harder those nails start to dig in, though always mindful of his lover's limitations—yes, Khnum's a god, but Ḥeḥ could easily do more damage than would be fun.
But, the scratches will be there later, a stinging reminder of this moment, whenever Khnum showers (which Ḥeḥ would thoroughly enjoy being there for, unsurprisingly). His other hand yanks on the god's hair, encouraging and further showing how amazing it all feels. And the god's name escapes his lips, between words of encouragement and agreement (as well as the occasional swear), more times than he's bothering to keep up with, right now. ]
no subject
Date: 2020-08-24 07:46 pm (UTC)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. ]
no subject
Date: 2020-08-25 12:43 am (UTC)Khnum truly is the only one who'd ever be allowed to see this side of him, so... why not let him see everything, feel everything. Know just how much of an impact he has. And the timing—there's no way he wouldn't know Khnum did it intentionally. But is he mad about it?
Not even close. If anything, he's responding with an eager affirmation, words of love, the god's name never far behind any of it. His back arches, body pressing even closer to the opposite form. His mouth presses firmly against Khnum's shoulder as he bites down, though without bothering to muffle his cry.
All the while, his muscles squeeze his lover's dick, his hips continuing to move until he knows Khnum is done, too. ]
no subject
Date: 2020-08-25 01:19 am (UTC)It's been so long. Too long. All of this is something Khnum wants to drink in, to absorb and hold on to. Knowing that Ḥeḥ is giving it all so freely to him is a wonder he'll never get over.
Of course Khnum knows that Ḥeḥ knows this was intentionally timed. Very hard to not know on either side. Mostly it's because he wants to here Ḥeḥ cry out without fear of someone accidentally hearing him outside of their little bubble. Also because it amuses the fuck out of Khnum. Teasing even in the throes of passion.
He hears the cry very close to his ear, feels teeth sink into his flesh, fluid spill over his hand, and his dick grasped tight by familiar heat. It's enough to make him come undone as well, thrusting one last time as he follows his lover over the edge, also half-moaning Ḥeḥ's name as he does so. ]
no subject
Date: 2020-08-31 02:52 am (UTC)And as his lover comes undone, he's already pulling back to capture Khnum's face with some lazy kisses and a smile. Once the moment passes, he slides one hand over the side of the god's face. He leans to brush their lips together with a content sigh, voice softened. ]
I love you, Khnum...
[ He lets his head rest on the ground properly, both hands resting against Khnum's face now. There's zero shyness as he simply admires his lover. His next words are just above a whisper. ]
It's good to be home.
no subject
Date: 2020-08-31 03:16 am (UTC)He's pliable to that touch, looking down at Ḥeḥ with a gaze full of adoration as lips move across his face. His head tilts into that hand and meets that kiss tenderly. ]
And I love you, Ḥeḥ.
[ Khnum doesn't move from his position on top of his lover, and well... if he doesn't pull out either, he doubts he'll receive any complaints. Godly stamina is just that. Fingers brush over Ḥeḥ's face as if rememorizing every curve and dip with them, his eyes stay locked on gold ones. ]
This home is very glad to have you back. [ For the moment, Khnum is content to stay here on the shore just like this. ]
no subject
Date: 2020-08-31 03:44 am (UTC)Oh, and there are no complaints, whatsoever. He even gives Khnum a smile that makes that all the clearer, head shifting so his face presses all the more into that hand. His own gaze doesn't leave Khnum's, softening with those next words. Instead of responding with words, he leans up, brushing a soft kiss over his lover's forehead.
Then his lips, cheek, jawline... Slow, soft, and loving. Expressing more than words would, right this moment. ]
no subject
Date: 2020-08-31 04:16 am (UTC)There is still much of the night left and Khnum has a promise to fulfill. He's taken his lover apart once, but that was just the beginning. And that smile only encourages him. They do have a lot of time to make up for. For now, he is content to bask in this. To soak up the touches and looks, to feel those emotions with each single second that passes.
They had hot and dirty, even if it wasn't quick at all. It was what they both needed after so long - to release some of the built-up pressure. Now it's time for sweet and soft... to show just how much they still love each other with every movement and glance. ]
no subject
Date: 2020-08-31 09:54 pm (UTC)The kisses trail along the jawline, stopping just under Khnum's ear. Both hands slide up and through the god's hair, one brushing the side of his lover's face. The other hand begins to trace down Khnum's spine, slow and teasingly light. Just enough to map it with touch; he knows this body as well as he knows just about anything else, but it never hurts to have fun with "memorizing" again, right? ]
no subject
Date: 2020-08-31 10:05 pm (UTC)Fingertips trail down his lover's chest, dancing playfully across the skin as they follows the outline of muscle and bone. Khnum shivers at the hand going down his spine and considering how they're still connected, surely Ḥeḥ will feel that. He rolls his hips leisurely, letting his member slide out just a bit before gliding back into the warmth with tender care. ]