No matter what Gortash had planned to try to appease him with, it likely was never going to be enough. The Dark Urge is hungry for violence and, since he cannot murder the man at his feet, using his body forcefully will have to fill the gnawing hunger as best as it can. The sensation itself is something that draws pleasure forth, coaxing in a way that, was he a different man, he may appreciate. But the reality is that sex for him is a weapon, a way to dominate and control. A different flavour of violence and, usually, foreplay to the main event. Murder.

Both hands grab at the human's hair now, locks sticking up between his fingers at all angles as he takes a firm hold. Whether the man knows what's coming, or whether this will be an unpleasant experience throughout, it's incredibly clear he doesn't care.

The first thrust against the man's face is sharp and hard, whether Gortash manages to keep his hand in the way remains neither here or there. The Dark Urge has enough of a hold on his hair that even if he passes out, his mouth and throat will get used regardless. He could tell the man that if he relaxes it will go a lot smoother for him, but where's the fun in that?