I'M HIDING IN THE BLUE SAFE BETWEEN THE CLOUDS IN THE BLUE WHERE I CAN'T BE FOUND Thread between xonthesun and sharpeyes. RATED ADULT WARNINGS: nudity, sap. Continued from Here
[ Helios smiles sheepishly at his words and she knows he's right. She doesn't need to wait until she's hit her breaking point every time to return to these safe arms around her. He will hold her even if she just asked him on whim in private at any given time and it is a comfort.
One she knows she needs to remember to indulge more often. ]
I did say that I was already ready to come home before my mishap, that gets me some leeway, right? [ She smiles up at him crookedly, but it becomes hidden as she begins to turn to face away from him like he asked. She cups the water in one hands and drains it over the other, just to feel it. ]
Can I do yours after? And be careful - I can't be sure if I missed any bumps or scrapes up there, nothing to worry about so don't give me the face - you know the one - but I'm telling you just in case I did miss a tender spot up there and we both start getting worked up over it.
[ a brief pause, then she whines. ]
I was trying to be careful, you know. The one time I was trying to be careful I do something stupid like this. Don't tell Hades, he'll lord it over me.
[ It is true. He will hold her any time and every time she allows him, really, as it is a pleasure to do so, soothing for them both.
And yes, he is not berating her, more reminding her that not waiting all that long is an option.
A soft laugh, that he tucks his mouth against his shoulder from so he doesn't let go, and does not look away for. ]
You may do my hair whenever you want. And yes, I will be careful.
I believe you, you know. Even usually you are less careless and more... daring, attempting what few would even conceive, let alone attempt. And as nobody has been able to test your strategies before, invariably if something goes wrong, you're the one to bear the brunt of it. But...
You do what you feel needs to be done, and to succeed brings you joy. So I am glad.
[ Her brows scrunch up together as she listens to him, questioning the implications in-between the lines for only a minute before she once again lets it rush away from her so she could instead exist in the moment before them. ]
It's still a little embarrassing for me, you know? How often can I say that I wasn't actually trying to be daring and just wanted to get it done with so I could return home to you? Not very often.
[ Soft, and sweet, and he caresses her skin where his hand is resting with a thumb. ]
You know I don't need you to be able to say that about many times, many adventures. So long as you do come back, that's enough.
Shepherd to the stars and councilor to the people. We know, we both do, that you have many, many other reasons to do all you do. I... we don't need your reason to be returning here. The fact remains that you do.
[ That... That gets an unhappy noise to erupt out of her before she can stop it and she is quick to turn herself in his lap and press him against the wall of the tub.
She gets into his face, red eyes blazing and seeking something on his face, because while she lacks the gift her precious Moon and Stars do, she tries to read them either way. Sometimes with more disastrous results than others. ]
I wanted to come home, Hythlodaeus. You are my home. [ She furrows her brows and damp red and blue hair cling to them as she grabs his cheeks to kiss him hard. ] I don't need to say it, no, but you need to hear it all the same and I needed to let out my grievance with my own mistakes to simply complain. Though, my greatest mistake in this was staying away too long and not listening to my heart when it told me the first time to return to you and Hades, to return home.
[ She pressed her sticky forehead to his and huffed, eyes closing and slowly found herself melting all over again. The water's warmth and the steady feeling of Hythlodaeus against her bare skin both doing its job in melting away any worry she may have had spark about him. ]
You say such selfless things and worry me sometimes, my Moon. Let me tell you how much I missed you so much that it caused a harmless accident and enjoy it without rationalizing it away. Be as selfish as I am for once.
[ He's blinking at her, startled, even as his arms shift to hold her close as they are now and his heart races with how hot she looks and feels to him right now. That makes the immediate reaction of I've done nothing to deserve to be selfish trail off before it leaves his lips, which is a good thing, he decides once he gathers his wits about him a little - it's certainly not what she needs to hear.
Instead, he surges slightly through the short distance between their faces, and expresses his reaction, heated and grateful and so, so loving, with a kiss.
Eventually, he rests his forehead against her sticky one, panting slightly. ]
I merely don't want you to be hurting yourself wishing you were any other way than how you are, that is all.
[ It really wasn't meant as denying himself, or any way hiding a hurt caused by her behavior. He truly is so, so happy that she has come back home. ]
But I didn't hurt myself this time, I wouldn't be so selfish to ask you to take pleasure in my mistake if it had lead to me being hurt. That would only make you feel bad in the end.
[ Her fingers dance towards his hair, carefully allowing one hand to pull his hair tie out so she could begin to fan both hands through the braid and have it frame his face. In the action, she hides the act of slipping the hair tie to rest around her wrist as not to lose it for when they're done.
Her eyes droop as she rests there, forehead-to-forehead with him, long lashes flutter and she kisses him again, long and hard before she pulls back and beams down at him. ]
I would never change myself for anyone, Hythlodaeus, my actions and my current complaints are my own and while I regret staying away too long, we both know I'd do it again because I'm a creature of habit. Just as that habit has brought me to you first, just to recharge before tomorrow I write my reports on your couch because your home is mine.
[ 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.
[ She erupts into giggles after he's finished speaking, because the trail his fingers take tickle and while she doesn't buck or bow away from him, it's still enough to make her burst out with soft titters. ]
It seems to be dissolving easily, so that's a bonus. [ She raises her hand to her hair and slides it through the mess of blue and red, coming out with a very generous helping of clear slime that she so graciously smears on Hythlodaeus's chest with a snicker. ] Oh no. Whatever have I done?
[ Her giggles are absolutely adorable and he'd keep causing them but he knows tickling has a very specific threshold between pleasant and not, and this is truly not the time to seek it out. Instead, he raises an eyebrow at her gooping him up, though the mirth in his eyes is far too much for the expression to hold any impact. ]
Hmm... perhaps you wanted to share.
[ That's not it, but if the mood is giggly, far be it from him to shift it. ]
[ She nodded at the suggestion she simply wanted to share the substance with him and we'll, that's not wrong in the least. She does rinse it off him after grabbing a cloth to gently rub it away if only so she could press herself close and they wouldn't get glued together. ]
I had a dream about you and Hades while I was away. Just us drinking together, teasing Hades.
It felt odd at first, but it... Wasn't by the end. It was very good. Felt bittersweet upon waking up.
[ Her ear is pressed against his left pectoral and she listens to his heart as she considers to how to explain her dream. ]
It felt like it was before anything started and I was intruding, even though I wanted to belong there, with both of you.
When I got up to make my once usual escape, one of you pulled me into the couch and asked me where I was going when I just got back. And found myself smothered in affection, drowning both of you. Woke up longing for home.
Had it a few times, a few variations, but I always got pulled back in before I could leave. Always reminded of where I belong.
[ She didn't mean Amaurot when she said home either, she meant them.
Helios slowly pulled her head back from his chest and shifted to face away from him and between his legs, her head tilting back so she could meet his gaze. ]
Wash my hair? I've longed for it. I get irritated at doing it myself.
[ And be busies himself doing just that, gently and thoroughly, and the smile returns to his face and his voice before he responds to her words about the dream. Dreams. ]
You know that I would not wish to change how you are, don't you? That I'd never try to stop you from leaving. But I do want you to know that I am happier when you are close, and you will be always welcome here. With me, with us. No matter how long you may stay away, or why you leave.
[ And she truly does. But the moment his hands are in her hair, against her scalp? She's shivering, relaxing and nearly melting there. There are few things that she likes more than Hythlodaeus washing her hair and that is why it infuriates her to wash her own. ]
You're so good at this. [ She purrs, whining just a little because she's envious of it. ] Feels so divine.
[ It is all right, whenever she is near, he will do this, without hesitation. There may be a bell or two delay if he's actually busy-busy at work, but no more than that. ]
I am glad. [ The joy and contentment is just about matching hers. ] I like doing it, too.
[ She's loathed to do it herself, but there are instances where coming home to Hythlodaeus first is not doable. If she's injured enough - she'll go straight to Hades and let him fuss first before curling herself into his lap (or on the couch in his office, should he be truly in a tizzy) and napping there. Or just the previous scenario after a shower alone should Hythlodaeus be also busier than normal.
He wasn't, though, this time and she was so glad for it. The small woman shudders and purrs over the attention and she knows that one of the few things better than Hythlodaeus washing her hair was being able to wash his hair. She had patience for that, funnily enough, but not for herself.
But, as she had mentioned before, she jumps as his fingers - as gentle as they are - combed over the injury she had on her head and she gets irritated at it's existence because it was ruining an otherwise exceptional way to calm down after returning home. ]
Ow. [ She hisses, though she doesn't go to stop his hands from continuing. ] That's where I was talking about.
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One she knows she needs to remember to indulge more often. ]
I did say that I was already ready to come home before my mishap, that gets me some leeway, right? [ She smiles up at him crookedly, but it becomes hidden as she begins to turn to face away from him like he asked. She cups the water in one hands and drains it over the other, just to feel it. ]
Can I do yours after? And be careful - I can't be sure if I missed any bumps or scrapes up there, nothing to worry about so don't give me the face - you know the one - but I'm telling you just in case I did miss a tender spot up there and we both start getting worked up over it.
[ a brief pause, then she whines. ]
I was trying to be careful, you know. The one time I was trying to be careful I do something stupid like this. Don't tell Hades, he'll lord it over me.
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And yes, he is not berating her, more reminding her that not waiting all that long is an option.
A soft laugh, that he tucks his mouth against his shoulder from so he doesn't let go, and does not look away for. ]
You may do my hair whenever you want. And yes, I will be careful.
I believe you, you know. Even usually you are less careless and more... daring, attempting what few would even conceive, let alone attempt. And as nobody has been able to test your strategies before, invariably if something goes wrong, you're the one to bear the brunt of it. But...
You do what you feel needs to be done, and to succeed brings you joy. So I am glad.
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It's still a little embarrassing for me, you know? How often can I say that I wasn't actually trying to be daring and just wanted to get it done with so I could return home to you? Not very often.
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[ Soft, and sweet, and he caresses her skin where his hand is resting with a thumb. ]
You know I don't need you to be able to say that about many times, many adventures. So long as you do come back, that's enough.
Shepherd to the stars and councilor to the people. We know, we both do, that you have many, many other reasons to do all you do. I... we don't need your reason to be returning here. The fact remains that you do.
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She gets into his face, red eyes blazing and seeking something on his face, because while she lacks the gift her precious Moon and Stars do, she tries to read them either way. Sometimes with more disastrous results than others. ]
I wanted to come home, Hythlodaeus. You are my home. [ She furrows her brows and damp red and blue hair cling to them as she grabs his cheeks to kiss him hard. ] I don't need to say it, no, but you need to hear it all the same and I needed to let out my grievance with my own mistakes to simply complain. Though, my greatest mistake in this was staying away too long and not listening to my heart when it told me the first time to return to you and Hades, to return home.
[ She pressed her sticky forehead to his and huffed, eyes closing and slowly found herself melting all over again. The water's warmth and the steady feeling of Hythlodaeus against her bare skin both doing its job in melting away any worry she may have had spark about him. ]
You say such selfless things and worry me sometimes, my Moon. Let me tell you how much I missed you so much that it caused a harmless accident and enjoy it without rationalizing it away. Be as selfish as I am for once.
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[ He's blinking at her, startled, even as his arms shift to hold her close as they are now and his heart races with how hot she looks and feels to him right now. That makes the immediate reaction of I've done nothing to deserve to be selfish trail off before it leaves his lips, which is a good thing, he decides once he gathers his wits about him a little - it's certainly not what she needs to hear.
Instead, he surges slightly through the short distance between their faces, and expresses his reaction, heated and grateful and so, so loving, with a kiss.
Eventually, he rests his forehead against her sticky one, panting slightly. ]
I merely don't want you to be hurting yourself wishing you were any other way than how you are, that is all.
[ It really wasn't meant as denying himself, or any way hiding a hurt caused by her behavior. He truly is so, so happy that she has come back home. ]
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[ Her fingers dance towards his hair, carefully allowing one hand to pull his hair tie out so she could begin to fan both hands through the braid and have it frame his face. In the action, she hides the act of slipping the hair tie to rest around her wrist as not to lose it for when they're done.
Her eyes droop as she rests there, forehead-to-forehead with him, long lashes flutter and she kisses him again, long and hard before she pulls back and beams down at him. ]
I would never change myself for anyone, Hythlodaeus, my actions and my current complaints are my own and while I regret staying away too long, we both know I'd do it again because I'm a creature of habit. Just as that habit has brought me to you first, just to recharge before tomorrow I write my reports on your couch because your home is mine.
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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.
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It seems to be dissolving easily, so that's a bonus. [ She raises her hand to her hair and slides it through the mess of blue and red, coming out with a very generous helping of clear slime that she so graciously smears on Hythlodaeus's chest with a snicker. ] Oh no. Whatever have I done?
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Hmm... perhaps you wanted to share.
[ That's not it, but if the mood is giggly, far be it from him to shift it. ]
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I had a dream about you and Hades while I was away. Just us drinking together, teasing Hades.
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He hums, just holding her close after she is done - when she is ready for hair washing, she'll let him know - at her words. ]
A good dream?
[ Because dreams can be strange, sometimes. Something that should be nice feels ominous, and something that should be frightening is soothing. ]
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[ Her ear is pressed against his left pectoral and she listens to his heart as she considers to how to explain her dream. ]
It felt like it was before anything started and I was intruding, even though I wanted to belong there, with both of you.
When I got up to make my once usual escape, one of you pulled me into the couch and asked me where I was going when I just got back. And found myself smothered in affection, drowning both of you. Woke up longing for home.
Had it a few times, a few variations, but I always got pulled back in before I could leave. Always reminded of where I belong.
[ She didn't mean Amaurot when she said home either, she meant them.
Helios slowly pulled her head back from his chest and shifted to face away from him and between his legs, her head tilting back so she could meet his gaze. ]
Wash my hair? I've longed for it. I get irritated at doing it myself.
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[ And be busies himself doing just that, gently and thoroughly, and the smile returns to his face and his voice before he responds to her words about the dream. Dreams. ]
You know that I would not wish to change how you are, don't you? That I'd never try to stop you from leaving. But I do want you to know that I am happier when you are close, and you will be always welcome here. With me, with us. No matter how long you may stay away, or why you leave.
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[ And she truly does. But the moment his hands are in her hair, against her scalp? She's shivering, relaxing and nearly melting there. There are few things that she likes more than Hythlodaeus washing her hair and that is why it infuriates her to wash her own. ]
You're so good at this. [ She purrs, whining just a little because she's envious of it. ] Feels so divine.
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I am glad. [ The joy and contentment is just about matching hers. ] I like doing it, too.
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He wasn't, though, this time and she was so glad for it. The small woman shudders and purrs over the attention and she knows that one of the few things better than Hythlodaeus washing her hair was being able to wash his hair. She had patience for that, funnily enough, but not for herself.
But, as she had mentioned before, she jumps as his fingers - as gentle as they are - combed over the injury she had on her head and she gets irritated at it's existence because it was ruining an otherwise exceptional way to calm down after returning home. ]
Ow. [ She hisses, though she doesn't go to stop his hands from continuing. ] That's where I was talking about.