The words are as sweet as honey on his ears. He always liked it when he or Azem would call him by his own name instead, another little thing that most people do not know. It really does make him feel incredibly sentimental despite being in the throws of passion, something that is most definitely passing through their synchrony.

And combined with his movements, the pleasure peaking with each snap of his hips, he is realizing that he is not going to last much longer. He slows down momentarily, shifting his weight and finally freeing Hythlodaeus' hair as he leans down initiating a kiss which mirrors the tension and longing they are both feeling.

"Come with me.." he whispers it as he breaks the kiss, He doesn't want to wait any longer, and hopes it will serve as an invitation to not hold back. Having to rest their heads together, he reaches down to take his partner's cock, stroking it to the rhythm as he quickens the pace again.