Thanatos' hands only seemed to close in a vice around her hair and hips, fingers tight as he pounded into her, watching the meat on her cheeks bounce and flex with each thrust into the hole that strained to contain his girth. Eyes fell to that hole and he found himself aroused at the sight of it being dominated by him. Bringing his hand down hard against her ass again, the other gripped into her hair and pulled her head back even more as he continued to thrust into her at a relentless pace.
"Why? Why do you care? Embrace what you are, embrace the reality of what you are. You are a thing, now, you don't need to have emotion anymore. You are defined by me and me alone."
Then, as if to emphasize his point, he gripped just that much tighter as he thrust into her that much harder just as he suddenly just as he came, slamming into her and holding his hips against her as he filled her again and again with his wanton seed. Muscles flexing as he spilled into her, heavy breathing and grunting as he filled her.