He does as he's told eagerly, though he does stop to let that kiss linger for a moment. He tastes himself on Emet-Selch's lips, and it's arousing.

"Of course..." He makes a point to press his behind up against his lover's groin as he faces the desk, resisting the urge to touch himself in the meantime- he presses his hands firmly on the table, and tries not to think about how hard he is.

"I do hope this desk is sturdy..." He chuckles, looking back at Emet-Selch with a smirk. If Hades isn't going to test the limits of that, he'll be very disappointed.