Oh. Felih hadn't realized he was weak to that, and he shivers as his lover's words only serve to rile him up further. "You'd be needy too, knowing how you make me feel," Felih pants. He shivers and keeps rutting, wanting more touch and heat and friction, and feeling his mate's fingers pressing into him and slicking his entrance makes him moan against Hades' shoulder.

"If I cum, you're the one to blame," Felih mumbles softly, nipping and leaving marks along Hades' collarbone. He rocks down onto his lover's fingers, aching for friction over the swollen sweet spot of his, wanting more pleasure. His cock twitches and throbs, dripping more pre between them as he waits impatiently for his lover to deem him ready and fill him. "You're the one doing this to me..." he purrs, fingers curling against Hades' back, legs and tail both wrapping around his hips.