[ Hythlodaeus’ heart begins to race as Hades manhandles him into their bedroom. He stumbles forward before righting himself. He turns, facing Hades as he falls to his knees and sinks down further to sit on his legs. He places his hands at the hem of his skirt, looking up for some sort of approval. ]
There are other ways for me to use my mouth.
[ He’s assuaged at least. He knows this can be fixed, that Hades’ love is unconditional. The cutieflies buzz in irritation on the other side of the door. ]
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There are other ways for me to use my mouth.
[ He’s assuaged at least. He knows this can be fixed, that Hades’ love is unconditional. The cutieflies buzz in irritation on the other side of the door. ]