There are no protests from Emet-Selch as he allows himself to be dragged away from the picnic. He'd rather spend time alone with Hythlodaeus, anyway. Not that the man seems capable of listening to reason at the moment so he won't bother expressing any of this.

"Hythlodaeus-" He begins as they approach the elevators, though fails to say anything further as he's pulled inside and kissed again.

He feels another rush of arousal from the forceful, insistent action. Hythlodaeus is so attractive when he's jealous. He groans into the kiss, wordlessly asking for more.