The smoke began to dissipate, and Hades came face-to-face with Hermes, who wore a bedazzled, light-blue leotard with the center cut out, exposing part of his chest and stomach. Perhaps the worst part was how it stuck to his privates, outlining his balls and semihard dick. “Why are you like this?” Hades asked. “What?” Hermes asked, looking down at his outfit. “You don’t like it?”
he’s so pookie
