"Nah, that's for you. You should stop eating like absolute shit." While he sometimes did stray from it, the body was a temple and one shouldn't be stuffing it with the chemical crap one found in food, soft drinks and pills. Except for cigarettes. Todd couldn't do without his cigarettes, or even the occasional cigar. "And we are going to have sex. Never said we weren't." He couldn't hide that smirk that made the corners of his mouth creep up until they very nearly touched his cheekbones.
And then Hades, with his deadpan humor and gifts that had Todd snorting. "That's not exactly what I'd planned to put into my mouth, man." But Todd came to Hades armed. Armed with a wooden spoon full of delicious spicy gravy in hand, he walked over to the younger man and raised it up to mouth level. After a beat, he finally reached out to take the lollipop out of one mouth and into his own. "Taste it," he demanded as he wrapped an arm around Rob's waist. "Blueberry." With a hint of death. He liked.