[Lahabrea certainly has never said Hades's name in such a deeply possessive way before, that is for sure.

He is shuddering himself. Coming hard while holding onto Emet tightly. Orgasm rocking through him hard enough to make him see white.

It leaves him panting against Emet's neck, leaning on him and thus, the wall. Good buddy wall, the only thing keeping them both upright.

After a moment or six he gently drags Emet with him in a controlled fall to the floor, reaching around him to fumble the binding on his arms loose, a little weakly as he feels boneless from the intense pleasure.]