Hythlodaeus gives a whimper at the realization that Hades decides to take his seed rather than let it spill elsewhere - there's something both embarrassing and almost humbling about the fact, and it leaves Hythlodaeus all the more defenseless. In another situation he might have offered some joking commentary in response, but the aftermath of his orgasm and the intimacy fill him with a warm, affectionate glow, matched by that in Hades's expression.

Hythlodaeus gives him a return smile, soft and vulnerable, and takes his friend's hand into his, weak from the release, and brings it up to press a loving kiss to Hades's fingers.

"You were. Truly exemplary."

Hythlodaeus shifts closer, drawing the other man into an embrace, rests his forehead against Hades's.

"I love you, Agesandros."