His breath stutters as Leon comes, the tightening of his muscles and the way he continues to ride him bringing him to his own release soon after. He holds Leon tightly as he groans, filling him before he slumps back and his hips slowly stop moving.

"Ah..." He idly conjures up a cloth to clean his hand off with, before passing it to Leon so that he can clean up too once he can move again. Never mind that simply conjuring up things is probably strange to Leon, but Hythlodaeus is always happy to explain if asked.