He lets Dane pull him down, although he's certainly capable of resisting if he wanted to. It's been long enough since the last time he picked someone up, and being a god and still physically young comes with a lot of unfortunate side effects- like a larger appetite for sex. And having power over someone, particularly someone who seems genuinely eager to let him have it... well, he's sure it wouldn't surprise very many people at all that he enjoys that. He kisses Dane hungrily, taking over the kiss for as long as he wants it, before he pulls away just enough to nip sharply at Dane's lower lip, catching it between his canines. Not hard enough to damage, but certainly hard enough to hurt.

"Did I say I wanted you to do that?," he asks, eyebrow up, hands closing around Dane's wrists, grip tight but not actually cruel. Not yet. "I don't recall asking for it... or for your hands on me."

Not that he objects to being wanted, but better to get the patterns laid out now, he thinks. Particularly as Dane seems to want to be punished, given the way he'd looked before. He gives it another moment before he lets go of Dane's wrists, just to make sure the message is clear.

"I think you should take your own clothes off first. Here, and now." He nudges a little more, making it sound like a very good idea, something that Dane genuinely should want to do. And it should make it clear who has the power in the room, too.