[if he was supposed to answer, hades cuts it off. mitsunari returns the kiss with a little more fervor than hades instigated with. his hand shifts its way up to the back of hades' neck, resting just barely in his hair where it meets the skin.
his other hand keeps moving, mostly steady, with a bit of shakiness as the heat blooms in his own body. his fingers curl slightly on one upward stroke, thumb moving to tighten around the base of hades' cock for a moment before releasing and stroking back down.
if he's given a moment to breathe, he still doesn't answer. he isn't sure if there's one to give, or at least one to give out loud.]
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his other hand keeps moving, mostly steady, with a bit of shakiness as the heat blooms in his own body. his fingers curl slightly on one upward stroke, thumb moving to tighten around the base of hades' cock for a moment before releasing and stroking back down.
if he's given a moment to breathe, he still doesn't answer. he isn't sure if there's one to give, or at least one to give out loud.]