He sighs, pleased, as his lover begins to enter him. Luckily with Emet-Selch's magicks at work it doesn't hurt, and though he'd usually enjoy the foreplay he just wants to be fucked into the table right now.

"Ah... you are exquisite as always..." Nothing can beat the feeling of knowing just who is claiming him. He pushes back against Emet-Selch to have him press in faster, eager to be filled. Something about Hades just makes him greedy for more.