[ Hythlodaeus lets a soft, sweet sigh at her ministrations, his lips curved up into a small smile.
This is not the kind of hurt he means, and he knows full well that one's own actions, one's own complaints, one's own regrets can hurt, not only once but over a long, long time, but if she's perked up and well, he can't - he won't bring her down. ]
My home is yours. And so am I.
[ And there, that is as simple as these words. True fact, just the way that he is Hades's. Both of theirs, completely and without regrets.
His hand moves, to run his fingertips along her spine, from the nape of her neck to the tailbone and back up. ]
And you are here, all is good. Other than, [ slight smirk, ] what I need to wash off of you, but we can manage that.
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This is not the kind of hurt he means, and he knows full well that one's own actions, one's own complaints, one's own regrets can hurt, not only once but over a long, long time, but if she's perked up and well, he can't - he won't bring her down. ]
My home is yours. And so am I.
[ And there, that is as simple as these words. True fact, just the way that he is Hades's. Both of theirs, completely and without regrets.
His hand moves, to run his fingertips along her spine, from the nape of her neck to the tailbone and back up. ]
And you are here, all is good. Other than, [ slight smirk, ] what I need to wash off of you, but we can manage that.