With the knuckle of his hand, Hades gingerly stroked the cheek of the wizard, mezmerised by their subtlety.
Lucas couldn’t help but smile at the gentle touch and lean a bit closer against his hand. But the subtlety wasn’t enough for the wizard at the moment, and he finally just reached up and took Hades’s hand in his. He only paused to look at Hades for a moment, giving him a slightly wider smile before pressing a kiss against his knuckle as gingerly as it traced his cheek.










