Dionysus hissed a breath when Ariadne pulled his hair, tightening his own grip in Much's hair and unable to help the involuntary upward thrust of his hips.
When Ariadne broke the kiss he tried to catch her lips again but couldn't. So instead he smiled at her and found a space between his moans of pleasure to say, "and what are you going to do to us?" He looked down at Much with a lustful expression. "I think this one is hungry for- oh fuck yes- for everything."