[He lets go of his own cock, curling forward with a soundless gasp, out of breath entirely, arm stretched forward and three fingers touching the ground to brace himself as he pants, his other hand clutching the back of Hades's neck to keep himself from slipping forward entirely.

His hair is hiding his face in a curtain but the rough struggle to breathe and the way he trembles in Hades's hold tells enough of how pleased he is, even if it is a lot.]