The shift in mood instantly made Prometheus suspicious, but he was always weak for Hades whenever he eased into a flirty mood. So, after a very brief pause, he perked up, believing the subject dropped for tonight, and he obediently moved to sit in Hades's lap. He sat heavily on his thighs and faced him, his arms settling loosely around his boyfriend's shoulders.

"Like this?" he asked teasingly, playfully rocking his hips before settling down properly.