The pleasure is almost painful at this point, but he takes it gladly all the same. He can barely tear his eyes from his partner, and when he kisses him he returns it desperately.

"A-ah... please, Hades..." He might have begged, at this point. Pleaded for mercy. As it happens, he doesn't need to. Just the impassioned invocation of his lover's name does the trick, and he shuts his eyes and lets out a loud moan as he's finally released from the spell. He comes hard, and it feels like it lasts forever. He tightens around Emet-Selch and tugs hard on the restraints, and then slowly he relaxes, panting.

His body feels heavy and he's pretty sure his ears are ringing, but he's sated and content.