He does notice that brief glance. Clearly, he needs to make more of an effort to distract his friend...

Hythlodaeus smiles, returning that squeeze as he steps closer to Hades, leaving barely any distance between them, raising his other hand to trail his fingers through his lover's hair.

"When I am ready?.."

He dips his head, leaning in even closer to murmur the question against Hades's lips. Of course, he's fully aware what his friend means, but there's a pleasure in making him elaborate, one that he feels Hades might enjoy too.