Prometheus purred as Hades resettled back into him, not minding the heavy weight pressing him down into the sand. His limbs felt wobbly, but honestly, he felt too good and drowsy to find it uncomfortable. Slowly, very slowly, his legs folded underneath him, until he was sprawled completely on his belly, Hades on top of him, still joined together.

Ah, he felt all warm inside too. Prometheus hummed in satisfaction.

Then Hades jolted, enough that Prometheus grunted in discomfort, "Mm? What?" he grumbled, not seeing the issue - the thought of being fertile in this body never actually crossed his mind, "You didn't...?"