Prometheus purred happily when he felt Hades stiffen back up in his mouth, rewarding him by pressing in a second and third finger. He moved them in a firm, steady rhythm, delighting at how Hades's muscles would clench and relax with each thrust, the taste of precum heavy on his tongue.

Boldly, Prometheus shifted his hand from the base of Hades's cock to lightly press against his hip, bobbing his head to deepthroat until his nose was pressed against those grey-speckled pubes, swallowing thickly before pulling back all the way to the head - briefly to catch his breath - pressing his tongue against the slit, before doing it all over again. His throat was probably going to be sore as hell after this, but worth it.

It was kinda tricky keeping this up - there were a lot of moving parts to this after all - but he managed.

Back then-

"What'd I need a lawyer for?" Prometheus grouched, massaging his forehead before straightening up in his seat. He flashed a cocky smile Hades's way, "Hyth will take care of all that stuff. He usually does!"

Hythlodaeus, after all, was jokingly referred to as Prometheus's 'sugar daddy' with how much he looked after him in multiple ways. Except sex, because that would be weird considering Prometheus considered him like an older brother. But the pampering and being spoiled was very nice all the same.