They fall to the bed in a tangle and if Phillip makes it there with any other clothing on, Gustavain will wrestle it off in the first few moments of them laying against the covers. If they don't naturally roll out to the center and sink into the mattress, he'll pull them there and he rolls on top decisively. It's just to start kissing a leisurely path down Phillip's body though, and there's only anything dominating or insistent about it if Phillip tries to move much, where he's just moved back into place and shushed.

Gustavain doesn't quite kiss like he's searching for something with his mouth, but there's something inquisitive about it all the same. Still, the search is languid, meandering, and he avoids Phillip's cock to mouth down over a hip to his inner thigh. He slips his knee up over his shoulder to do so, which does spread him out under him, vulnerable, but it's likely bearable with the way he's looking at him. There's another, deeper kiss there, the hint of teeth, a deliberate choice to leave a ghost of a mark, before he proves his earlier point about this being something that wasn't running from this, something different,

"Were your brother Hades and I lovers?" it's asked with a tone that's almost idle curiosity, though both of them know it's anything but, lower though, a bit oddly seductive, paired a moment later with him sinking his teeth into the skin again, slow, deliberate.