[ JUST!! In case!! And of course his hand around their cocks feel great, the kiss feel great. But wouldn't it feel so much better if he killed him now? There's an edge of desperation with the way he moves against Absinthe, the way he's kissing him, and eventually he pulls back, brings his free hand on Absinthe's chest to pin him down and properly grabs that knife now - wasting no time and immediately going to stab his eye
[ there's something viscerally satisfied with the harsh laugh Absinthe lets out as he's stabbed, and the ichor from his eye drips down the side of his face -- really considering he just got stabbed in the eye he takes it relatively in stride!
he even keeps himself busy in the meantime, moves his hand to wipe some of that ichor up and bring his newly-slick fingers behind Five, up against his entrance. ]
[ This is going to be a very interesting conversation later on! But right now he's too into this to resist his urges, and really the fact that Absinthe is still alive and moving after that is encouraging.
It feels nice to just let himself get lost in this. So he does, leaning in to kiss at his neck again, blade trailing down to the other side and applying just enough pressure to cut the skin, the wound superficial at best, this time.
Absinthe using the ichor as lube shouldn't be appealing but well. None of this should be and here he is ]
[ here they are! Absinthe really isn't discouraging how Five is finally indulging, either - - tipping his head back to bare more of his neck. his ichor drips, oozes from where the knife cuts, and his husky moan vibrates through his vocal folds under Five's lips.
he doesn't let that distract him from working Five open, though - - pressing one, then two digits into him firmly, hardly giving him time to adjust to the feeling. ]
[ His experience outside of dreams has been limited, and typically he doesn't need to worry about getting properly prepared. The discomfort of Absinthe pushing two fingers into him with little time for adjustment is clear, but he doesn't care, and there's part of that that's exciting, too.
He shifts so he can lick the cut he just did, the knife moving to Absinthe's chest and this time, he cuts more deeply - a fairly long slash from his chest to his stomach, with the intention of drawing out more blood ]
[ Absinthe shudders - - he has a high pain tolerance so it's definitely more the pleasure than anything making him make those sounds, his fingers pushing their way hastily into him, scissoring him to get him spread open further. ]
How does it - - feel? Do spill blood? Does it excite you?
[ Under normal circumstances he'd say no, it doesn't, his urge to kill is just that — a desire to kill that has been implanted in him. But he can't deny the thrill he's getting from this, from Absinthe's reaction, and from the sight of blood.
He shudders as well as he feels Absinthe's fingers work into him and he arches his back, biting on his lip but keeping his eyes open, hand smearing the blood as he presses his palm against him ]
But.. Of course! I want for you to enjoy yourself.
[ not that it really matters to him, but he's very much enjoying how quickly Five went from wanting the knife to disappear to putting it to good use. he's working to get him ready as fast as he's able to, fingers curling and pushing deep inside of him, dragging against his insides roughly. ]
[ Being full of murderous urges and horny at the same time is dangerous. And though he doesn't respond to Absinthe he lets out a low whine at the fingers inside of him, enjoying the roughness of it and rolling his hips to meet him, trying to get him to hit just the right spot.
He brings his bloodied hand to his mouth, licking the fluid off of it as he looks at Absinthe with hunger and interest. He didn't die or even display signs of shock when he stabbed his eye. So he can't help but being curious ]
[ He moans at that, shameless and open and chasing his own pleasure, rocking his hips still. He's putting the knife aside from now, but he does scratch at the wound he just made before, harsh and unkind as he leans in to kiss him again.
[ as if Absinthe can talk any. he does oblige him, though, sliding his fingers out at last and using what wetness remains to glide his hand over his own cock, briefly.
that's all for the preparation, though, and he's grabbing Five by the hips to line him up with his cock and roughly pull down to impale him on his cock. ]
[ Oh, wow. His entire body is shaking at that, back arching as he gasps at the feeling of suddenly being filled like that. It's definitely not nearly enough preparation for it to be painless, but he doesn't care about that anyway. The discomfort is clearly something he enjoys and he has to let his eyes fall shut, taking a moment to take it all in ]
Hmm? They are not exactly crude, in my experience.
[ he sounds amused even though his own voice is husky with pleasure as he gets used to the sensation of Five around him - - it's not exactly painless for him either but he enjoys that too, rocking back and forth in him with a low, pleased sound. ]
I was right in thinking... You'd look lovely like this.
[ his voice is broken by a moan as Absinthe starts rocking into him, and of course he likes the praise, it's obvious with the way he reacts to it, and he opens his eyes again to look at him, eyes hooded and hands moving to the wound he just left once more, but this time he scratches at it, opening it further and clearly aiming to cause pain ]
[ there's a hiss, but - - then a rough laugh as that wound gets opens further and as if in retaliation he rocks harder up into him, tugging downward in the same motion to keep him back down on his cock. ]
Why - - thank you... Are they aware you have such a sadistic streak?
[ It feels great, really. He can't help but moan, clenching around his cock as he catches his breath, hips moving to keep up with Absinthe's pace but he's not really trying to overtake it - happy to let him be in control for this little while, at least ]
I'm not — sadistic. I only want to cut you to pieces once we're done fucking.
[ nevermind that he's clearly enjoying seeing Absinthe in pain ]
Ah - - then why would you hurt me before that? Boredom?
[ Absinthe teases, pushes at what Five's obviously denying, rocking his hips. it's not a steady pace at all, but it's deep nonetheless, grinding into him and using his hold on him to help bounce him on his cock with a shit eating smile. ]
[ there's a high pitched whine at the end of that sentence and he gasps as Absinthe keeps rocking his hips into him, biting on his lip to prevent himself from letting out any further noises.
It feels good regardless of the unsteady pace, and despite his words the sight and smell of the blood on Absinthe only seem to get him going further ]
[ thankfully for Absinthe he's both a masochist and a sadist! so he's enjoying this both -- both the way Five sounds above him and the sharp bits of pain he feels on his chest; he fucks him roughly, lifting one hand up to tug at Five's hair again, seeing if that'll get another sound out of him. ]
[ He gets exactly what he wants — he gasp as Absinthe tugs at his hair, a moan following that as he looks at him - face flushed and eyes half-lidded ]
Absinthe—
[ his voice is broken by another pleased noise as Absinthe keeps fucking him roughly, and he brings both hands on his shoulders now, holding them tight. He's close, and he doesn't think he's going to last much longer at this pace ]
[ he has no interest in delaying the inevitable, really -- he is pushing himself on his elbow some more to get more leverage, in this position not really able to thrust as hard as he'd like to but managing what he can, nails digging hard into Five's skin and his scalp ]
[ That seems to be just about his limit. Absinthe's guess that that would be the exact sort of thing he'd be into is correct, and he arches his back, letting out a sharp cry of pleasure as he comes - his own nails digging into his skin, though this time it's more out of necessity to hold onto something than because he's trying to hurt him ]
[ that's what helps push him over the edge in turn, his voice raw and breathlessly pleased as he groans and comes deep inside Five, rolling his hips as he rides out his orgasm and rakes his nails over his skin. the nails at his hips in particular are rough to the point of drawing blood in turn, now. ]
[ He doesn't even protest to that - the sting and pain of it mingling with pleasure nicely, and for a few moments he's just dazed, catching his breath, eyes falling shut as he does.
And it's only now that the entire situation is catching up to him, not just that he fucked Absinthe, but that he stabbed his eyes and seriously wanted to kill him.
In his soul, or heart, or whatever this is. When he was specifically hoping not to mess things up because of his connection with Hades ]
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just like that ]
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he even keeps himself busy in the meantime, moves his hand to wipe some of that ichor up and bring his newly-slick fingers behind Five, up against his entrance. ]
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It feels nice to just let himself get lost in this. So he does, leaning in to kiss at his neck again, blade trailing down to the other side and applying just enough pressure to cut the skin, the wound superficial at best, this time.
Absinthe using the ichor as lube shouldn't be appealing but well. None of this should be and here he is ]
Hah—
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he doesn't let that distract him from working Five open, though - - pressing one, then two digits into him firmly, hardly giving him time to adjust to the feeling. ]
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He shifts so he can lick the cut he just did, the knife moving to Absinthe's chest and this time, he cuts more deeply - a fairly long slash from his chest to his stomach, with the intention of drawing out more blood ]
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How does it - - feel? Do spill blood? Does it excite you?
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He shudders as well as he feels Absinthe's fingers work into him and he arches his back, biting on his lip but keeping his eyes open, hand smearing the blood as he presses his palm against him ]
Does it matter?
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[ not that it really matters to him, but he's very much enjoying how quickly Five went from wanting the knife to disappear to putting it to good use. he's working to get him ready as fast as he's able to, fingers curling and pushing deep inside of him, dragging against his insides roughly. ]
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He brings his bloodied hand to his mouth, licking the fluid off of it as he looks at Absinthe with hunger and interest. He didn't die or even display signs of shock when he stabbed his eye. So he can't help but being curious ]
How much damage can you take?
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[ Absinthe murmurs, crooking his fingers in him again, and purposefully seeking his prostate with his fingertips as he rocks his hips under him. ]
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When he pulls back, he licks his lips ]
Just fuck me already, Absinthe.
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[ as if Absinthe can talk any. he does oblige him, though, sliding his fingers out at last and using what wetness remains to glide his hand over his own cock, briefly.
that's all for the preparation, though, and he's grabbing Five by the hips to line him up with his cock and roughly pull down to impale him on his cock. ]
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Blame — Hades and Lahabrea for that.
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[ he sounds amused even though his own voice is husky with pleasure as he gets used to the sensation of Five around him - - it's not exactly painless for him either but he enjoys that too, rocking back and forth in him with a low, pleased sound. ]
I was right in thinking... You'd look lovely like this.
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[ his voice is broken by a moan as Absinthe starts rocking into him, and of course he likes the praise, it's obvious with the way he reacts to it, and he opens his eyes again to look at him, eyes hooded and hands moving to the wound he just left once more, but this time he scratches at it, opening it further and clearly aiming to cause pain ]
You don't look too bad yourself.
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Why - - thank you... Are they aware you have such a sadistic streak?
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I'm not — sadistic. I only want to cut you to pieces once we're done fucking.
[ nevermind that he's clearly enjoying seeing Absinthe in pain ]
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[ Absinthe teases, pushes at what Five's obviously denying, rocking his hips. it's not a steady pace at all, but it's deep nonetheless, grinding into him and using his hold on him to help bounce him on his cock with a shit eating smile. ]
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[ there's a high pitched whine at the end of that sentence and he gasps as Absinthe keeps rocking his hips into him, biting on his lip to prevent himself from letting out any further noises.
It feels good regardless of the unsteady pace, and despite his words the sight and smell of the blood on Absinthe only seem to get him going further ]
Do you have to smile like that?
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[ thankfully for Absinthe he's both a masochist and a sadist! so he's enjoying this both -- both the way Five sounds above him and the sharp bits of pain he feels on his chest; he fucks him roughly, lifting one hand up to tug at Five's hair again, seeing if that'll get another sound out of him. ]
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Absinthe—
[ his voice is broken by another pleased noise as Absinthe keeps fucking him roughly, and he brings both hands on his shoulders now, holding them tight. He's close, and he doesn't think he's going to last much longer at this pace ]
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You do -- sound quite lovely, like this --
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Ah ...
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And it's only now that the entire situation is catching up to him, not just that he fucked Absinthe, but that he stabbed his eyes and seriously wanted to kill him.
In his soul, or heart, or whatever this is. When he was specifically hoping not to mess things up because of his connection with Hades ]
Shit.
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