“Mm, I do know,” he leaned up ever so slightly to press a kiss to Prometheus’ lips in answer to his wanting to take it slow. Prometheus was also stupid, of course, because Hades still had an asshole. He’d probably have to remind him of that, in time. Hades felt the nervousness bubble up from Prometheus’ soul and felt it in his movements.

“I missed you, too. You know, we missed renewing our vows...” they had missed a lot of things. A lot of living passed them by in their year of difficult healing. Hades gave Prometheus a squeeze with his legs. Hades picked a loose hair from Prometheus’ forehead, missed from the earlier haircut.

“Of course we can figure it out... I’m not going to change my body around often, but I can do it for you. I love you, you know,” he said, golden eyes glancing off.