Hythlodaeus bites at his lip, drunk on the rush of power at seeing Hades so vulnerable, so affected. It goes both ways, of course, and he himself isn't certain how long he'll be able to keep playing his role before the desire to be closer takes him over and he drags Hades back onto the bed to make love until they're both spent.

Forcing himself to breathe slowly, Hythlodaeus leans forward a little with a coy smile, pressing down a little harder before withdrawing his foot to leave Hades wanting all the more.

"Why, certainly. If you just do what I say, my dear Agesandros, you shall have your reward."

He's definitely going to remember "just one stroke", though. But that will be for Hades to find out a little later.