His slightly shorter stature works in both their favours now, placing Hades' face level with his partner's. Hythlodaeus' hands rest firmly on his hips, reminding him that the other man remains fully clothed. He wishes he could undress them too so that they might enjoy the warmth of each other's skin, but such is part of the control Hythlodaeus is exerting over their play. He is here to submit this time, not to lead.

Cupping his lover's cheek, he leans in and captures their lips. Unlike their prior kiss, this one is affectionate: nipping, sucking at Hythlodaeus' bottom lip, earnestly trying to tempt his friend into rewarding him with something more substantial for his obedience. A touch, a caress - anything. His naked body aches for attention.