[He curls himself around Hades in turn, arms and legs twining, fingers in his hair and sliding soothingly and gently down his back, kissing his temple and cheek.

The sentiment is returned, with soft pets and kisses and adoring words and touch. Mostly boneless though, soothing]

My dearest love. I do believe I was a bit rough with you.

[Not that Hades seemed to mind]