Azem's free hand rests over Hades' heart, wondering if they can feel it beating as hard as their own. Unfortunately, it's difficult to tell when their own pulse is so strong from their rising excitement. Excitement that might become clear should Hades glance down.

It's difficult for them not to think about how much they'd like to move their hips forward and grind against their dear friend.

They suck in a slow breath, blue eyes burning bright as they lean in while still keeping their hips steady. "'Tis a private room, no?"