Soft, breathy laughter in response. Once more there is a twinge of regret that this is as far as they will be allowed to join with one another in this foreign place. Determined to make the most of it, he surrenders to the heat climbing to a near unbearable high. Hythlodaeus is privy to every gasp, every whimper, every fervent platitude Hades offers to the heavens.

These only stop when they kiss, but Hades clutches his hand all the tighter when they part, cheeks flushed and expression full of nothing but abject want. With every back and forth his hard cock rubs against his lover's abdomen, and considering how thoroughly Hythlodaeus had tended to him before they came together, he knows he'll ultimately be the first to hit his peak.

(Then again, if this truly is his friend's first time...)

"You are...truly..." He breaks off with a shudder. "Truly a fiend," he finishes with a groan. That wave had been close. So very close. How can Hythlodaeus keep up such a steady rhythm? It's driving Hades mad. "I... I--"

He tries to drive himself against his friend's cock, seeking that final tipping point and failing miserably. He's not in control and the sweet tension his nerves sit upon is as maddening as it is addictive. Meeting his friend's eyes, he pleads silently for release.