There really is a wondrous kind of intimacy to this, and as much as Hythlodaeus would enjoy making Hades beg more he indeed can't resist his own desire. He shifts, leaning in so that he can press his lips against Hades's in a slow, indulgent kiss. His hand meanwhile begins a steady, unhurried glide over his lover's member; though he's no longer simply teasing, Hythlodaeus wants to make this last as long as possible, indulging in each other.

He nips at Hades's lower lip during the kiss, insistent but not rough, then pulls away just slightly, gazing down at his lover with both affection and hunger.

"So... Is it merely my hand you desire, Hades?"