Hythlodaeus hums, pleased, and strokes through his friend's hair as he leaves more marks. "I do adore that open side of yours. I did tell you to bare yourself, did I not, Hades?" he replies before sitting up to help remove his shirt, shrugging it off his shoulders. He gives Hades a grin, tipping his head to the side and running his fingers across the hickeys.

"So, how does it feel? Does it please you to see, to know that I am yours, Agesandros?"