The mouth around his cock leaves him groaning, and although he tries to keep quiet he can't. It's hard to keep his hips still, cock heavy and aching by the time Emet-Selch pulls up to look at him, every little touch intensified and his breath comes in trembling gasps, teetering on the edge of coming but knowing he can't. It's both exciting and frustrating at the same time. He tugs at the restraints again as he tries to reach Hades' lips with his own, but upon failing he relaxes and looks up at his lover instead. He can tell he's enjoying himself and secretly, he's very happy to have suggested something that Emet-Selch likes so much.

"I am yours to do with as you please... it is your decision." In other words, he's not quite broken yet. Trembling yes, precum leaking onto his stomach, flushed and wanting to be fucked until he can come- but not a complete mess the way Emet wants him to be. Not yet.