His back arches and he presses forward into the touch. How long had he wanted to be touched by this man, even craving it? The little touches, from this man, always drove him mad.

"Understandable. Hm. Would you be amenable to me taking you in that case? I'll make sure to prepare you really well so it'll feel really good." he had some of the fruit that Persephone gave him, on hand, and it really did work so much better than oil.