Hades sighed and breathed, steadying himself as he came back down to earth.

He pulled out, bracing himself on the edge of the bath as he did so. He turned and sat with Prometheus, and let his tendril dissipate into thin air. Hades reached over to turn off the flow of water from the bath before looking at his lover. He nosed at him before brushing his lips against his mouth.

"It's been too long, hm?"

Hades dipped a hand in to check the temperature, but it was perfect, of course. Just as he'd designed it.