Hythlodaeus rests his hands on Emet-Selch's shoulders as he kisses at his hip, biting his lower lip.

"If I must... I am sure you will make it pleasant." He's certainly very close to his cock, and thoughts of Hades' lips around it fill his mind and make him exhale a soft sigh.

"Ah, but you are a tease when you wish to be, my love..." He runs a hand through his partner's hair, looking down at him fondly.