Prometheus yelped again when something slammed into his shoulder, sending him spinning around to bang against the door frame once more. He wobbled dangerously, grabbing the doorframe with one hand while keeping his hand planted over his eyes with the other, taking a moment to try and orientate himself. One soul had left - Hades's 'study buddy', which meant the person remaining and howling his name...

"I'M IN THE SAME ROOM! NO NEED TO SHOUT!" he yelled back, cautiously pivoting in Hades's general direction. His friend's soul was a bonfire of anger and embarrassment and it helped make Prometheus feel a little better about the situation - even though he could've gone without glimpsing someone deepthroating Hades's cock, ugh.

"But seriously, couldn't you have put a sock or something over the handle? You've scarred my virgin eyes," he whined pitifully.