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Tonight, Hades has been given the most delightful Starlight gift of all.
Still wrapped up with strings of red and bows, Gemma lays slung over his shoulder in her scantily clad lingerie. He carries her to their bedroom to enjoy this gift to his utmost ability. And what a gracious offering she’s made this chilly holiday evening.
“Mhmm—you are—going to unwrap me soon enough, aren’t you, Hades?” Her voice is high and giggly, still drunk off the wine.
He, too, is battling the alcohol in his system, moving as fast as he can up the stairs while ensuring he doesn’t stumble with her in his arms. “How cheeky of you to think I wouldn’t, my dear.”
She laughs again, kicking her feet gently against his chest. He swears he feels her hands rub his ass from where she dangles over his shoulder.
Very cheeky, indeed.
He will need to put her back in her place.
Before she can tease him further, he tosses her against the bed. She lays there playfully, stretching her limbs with a wide smile on her face as though to tempt him further. He cannot deny how his eyes are unable tear away from her and the exquisite lingerie she’s chosen. Hardly any part of her is covered at all, red silken strings crisscrossing all over her body to wrap her akin to a present. Small red bows adorn over the place between her thighs as well as her breasts, but other than that, nothing is left to the imagination.
“Get on your knees for me,” Hades commands with slurred words, beckoning her back up with a curved finger.
“Or what?” Gemma fights back with an alluring smile. Her foot climbs up his thigh and presses against his groin, toying with him yet again. He had no idea just how bold and flirtatious she became with the assistance of alcohol.
“Oh, do not tempt me, my dear…”
She licks her lips, continuing to not budge an ilm.
He scoffs, flicking his wrist in her direction to start weaving his magicks.
If that’s the game she wants to play…
Red crimson leylines that match beautifully with her lingerie fly from the tips of his fingers, wrapping quickly and harshly around her body. They jolt her up into a kneeling position on the bed, almost too roughly, but the sound of delight escaping her lips at the sensation pleases him. He makes sure her wrists are tied behind her back, leaving her completely bound and at his will from below.
She looks up at him with widened doe eyes, the smile upon her lips never leaving. “What now, Hades?”
As though she doesn’t already know what’s to come. He snaps his clothes away in an instant, too unbothered to remove them by other means. Some drops of his pleasure are already leaking out of his hard cock, bobbing dangerously close to her lips.
Gemma admires his member and doesn’t wait for him to command her before licking his precum. Her tongue then lavishes the tip of his cock before kissing it lazily, continuing to stare up at him with half-lidded eyes.
Perhaps too aggressively, he grabs a hold of her head and holds her firmly in place. Feeling his body tremble in carnal desire.
I know exactly how to keep her under my thumb.
In the tongue of the ancients, he commands her again. “Open wide, my dear. If you please me enough, then perhaps I will give you a reward.”
She does as he asks with widened eyes, feeling a rush of lust burst forth from her soul to his. So soon after she has given in, he is fucking her mouth as though he were possessed by some other entity. Much to his pleasure, she ravishes his cock perfectly. Knowing exactly how to suck and lick even without her hands to aid. Every once in a while, swirling her tongue around him to the point of him nearly seeing stars.
Getting close to release already has him moaning and groaning his pleasures very vocally, to which she responds in full with her own lovely sounds. He continues to watch her, even as his thrusting becomes more erratic, sometimes only seeing flashes of her tantalizing face when his glyph manifests over his face. The phenomenon happening without his control, but he knows how much she loves it when he gets him to this point of pleasure.
Hades eventually grunts his release in her mouth and down her throat, slowing his pace while keeping steady hands on her face. For a moment, he feels nearly delirious in contentment, but the sight once again of her flushed and waiting for him sends him back into a feverous rush.
“Good… good…” he mumbles incoherently, leaning down and pulling her up to kiss her sloppily yet harshly.
“Will you reward me now, Hades?” Gemma murmurs between kisses.
With a smirk, he takes a rough hold of her jaw, pulling away and watching her with devious eyes. “You will have to beg for it first.”
“Please…”
“Not good enough.”
With a snap of his fingers, he lifts her with his magicks, still controlling her body’s movements with his leylines. He reconfigures the binds around her wrists so that they now cross over her head, leaving her dangling and helpless in the air at his whims.
“Hades…” she whines, desperate for the feel of his skin upon hers again.
But he shakes his head. With a flick of his wrist, he positions her to float away from the bed and merely circles around her body. Admiring his work and her tantalizing body.
“You will have to do better than that, my dear. Must I instruct you in every way?”
She gasps heavy breaths in and out at the sound of his ancient tongue again, finding his gaze once he walks in front of her. The shade of the skin at her chest and face is almost as crimson as her scandalous lingerie. “Please touch me—heavens, please—”
That is more like it, he thinks. He also rather enjoys hearing her speak the words of their brethren from thousands of years ago. Even more so as she begs. With a pleased smile, he palms his hand over one of her breasts, squeezing ever so lightly to hear her moan in reply.
“Like this?” he whispers.
“Mmm—yes—”
His fingers then pinch at her nipple scarcely hidden by the bow, eliciting a more high-pitched noise from her lips. A mixture of pain and pleasure both.
“What about this?”
She nods quickly, perhaps unable to form words now.
“Is that all you wish for, my dear?”
“No,” she gasps, falling back into their other language. “More, please—!”
What a delightful sound to his ears. He is certain he will never get over how delicious the sound of her begging is.
As a reward, Hades uses his other hand to find her groin and push away the pathetic flap of fabric covering her core. Already as slick as can be, he presses his fingers inside her, rutting against the spot he knows she adores. Between that and his thumb rubbing meticulously against her clit, she utterly melts against his touch.
“Y-Yes—oh—thank—mngh—” Gemma is completely incapable of forming coherent words now, attempting to between her gasps and moans of pleasure, but giving up after some time to simply enjoy how his hands orchestrate her body.
He’s been with her long enough now to know exactly how it feels when she’s nearing her climax. A combination of her constricting around him, whether it be his fingers or his cock, as well as a certain octave that her voice goes to when she moans in pleasure. Very quickly does she reach that point, but rather than let her ride the waves of her bliss, he decides to toy with her a bit more.
His hands stop pleasing her, flashing her a devious smirk while her eyes widen in disbelief.
“No—please don’t stop,” she begs.
“Is that so?” One of his hands grasp her jaw, rubbing ever so gently while watching her anguished expression. “I suppose that was all you wished for, then? How very disappointing…”
Catching on quickly to what he’s saying, her lips part in shock. “That isn’t true. I’ll do anything to—to feel you inside me!”
Even with how in control he is, the desperation in her voice is enough to still his heart in desire. How very beautiful her voice is when she begs—and so ardently, too.
He cannot help but give her exactly what she wants.
“As do I, my dear,” Hades growls, suddenly whisking Gemma’s floating body harshly to pit against the wall of the bedroom.
Despite hearing her gasp in surprise, he does not relent in his hunger. He looms against her naked body, ripping harshly at the strings of lingerie at her hips. The tattered remains fall to the ground, leaving her wet and wanting for him to take her. He wastes no time in propping her knees up and sliding his cock inside her, the two of them moaning in delight at their union.
With his face buried into her neck to bite and kiss, he fucks her relentlessly against the wall. Still completely under his spell both literally and figuratively, she moans his name over and over while remaining completely helpless due to his bondage. But she does not seem to mind in the slightest. If anything, the position she is in being utterly at his mercy is doing wonders to her soul, bursting all around his in their bond with such lascivious energy that he may nearly pass out as well.
His thrusting increases when feeling her constrict around him, sending her very quickly over the edge before he can finish. She cries in relieved pleasure and her body shakes with her release. The sensations are enough to make him climax next, shooting his seed inside her.
With heaving breathes, he holds her close against the wall, still burying his face in the crook of her neck and inhaling the sweet scent. Were it possible, he’s certain he could simply get drunk off her divine smell alone.
Gemma sighs into his embrace, still unable to hold him with her arms continuing to be constructed. “Mmm… Hades…”
He kisses her delicate skin over and over. Melting against her body now covered in silken sweat. Realizing that even in his exhausted state, he still finds himself hungry for more.
There was still dessert to come, after all.
He pulls away and watches her with ravenous eyes. With his gaze never leaving hers, he leans down and takes a bite of one of the strings holding the rest of her lingerie together. His intention to tear the rest away so that he may truly devour his gift completely unopened.
And if the glimmer of delight in her eyes is anything to go by, their Starlight evening is only just beginning.