“Poke at it,” he repeated with a laugh. “Is that what we’re going to call it?” Hades stood, and their hips were at the same height. Knowing him, this was certainly intentional by design. He pressed his hardened cock against Prometheus’, wrapping the two in his hand.

“But perhaps I should restrain myself,” he said with hot breath against Prometheus’ ear. “Even though you are so irresistible, and I’ve hardly had my fill of you.”