The little encouragements make him move faster, his own hand curling around his partner's length to rub his thumb over the head as he moves inside him. He has a smile on his face- he can tell Emet-Selch is trying to figure it out, and he wonders what his reaction will be once he does.

For now he focuses on the growing need to move faster, the way his breath catches and hitches as the pleasure increases, the sounds Emet makes driving him to go harder. He presses kisses to his neck, biting at his shoulder and sucking at the skin, and moans as he gets closer to his own release. "Mm... Hades..."

He loves having the name on his lips. Loves knowing that it's his dearest friend he's with. Just that knowledge might have tipped him over the edge, but Emet-Selch isn't the only one he placed that charm upon. He slows somewhat once he hits that point, not wanting to get so desperate that he removes the charm, instead languidly rolling his hips into Emet-Selch and giving himself a moment to breathe.