"Good..." He could fall asleep quite easily himself, he's sure. It's exhausting, being a jealous mess.

"Perhaps when we wake, the effect will have passed." He rubs his hand along Emet-Selch's back. "Though it will not mean I want you any less."

Emet-Selch had said as much himself- he was enjoying being coveted. "I have always desired you... I am simply usually more content in the knowledge that your heart is mine." Laid back as Hythlodaeus usually is, he doesn't see others as competition because he knows Emet-Selch loves him.