Squirm he does, cock weeping precum as Emet-Selch teases him. He lets out a low moan and strokes his fingers through Emet-Selch's hair, thighs tense and toes curling.

"You make it nigh impossible to wait..." But of course, Hades knows exactly what he's doing. "Won't you take me already?" He can't even move away from the teasing, not with the ley lines holding him in place. He's at Emet-Selch's mercy, and he finds he quite likes it.