[Possessiveness and having control taken away in very specific ways. It wasn't too surprising once Hades put two and two together. Being alone for so long having to make every decision. And it isn't as if all his guesses had been right.

He whispers words of affection in his ear as he comes down from his high. Still stroking. Still with that pressure around his neck to keep him a little light headed. But then he relents as he finds napkins to clean up his hand and Five. Sorry, restaurant staff.]