With his own clothing out of the way, he eyes Emet-Selch- there's something predatory about it, hungry as he sees how aroused his lover is for him. He plucks the leash out of Emet-Selch's hand again, winding it around his hand and tugging him back into another kiss.
"How long can you go without being touched, I wonder..."
His free hand trails over Emet-Selch's stomach, before he gets an idea. With Emet-Selch already kneeling on the bed, and likely to try touching himself at some point, he recalls the binding magic Hermes taught him. He's had a while to practice by now, and while it's not as strong as Hermes' magic it's still surprisingly effective. He waves his hand, and suddenly Emet-Selch's wrists are bound behind him.
"Break those and we're stopping. Understood?" Because of course, Emet-Selch could break any enchantment Hythlodaeus placed upon him if he really wanted to. He's a far more powerful mage, after all.
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"How long can you go without being touched, I wonder..."
His free hand trails over Emet-Selch's stomach, before he gets an idea. With Emet-Selch already kneeling on the bed, and likely to try touching himself at some point, he recalls the binding magic Hermes taught him. He's had a while to practice by now, and while it's not as strong as Hermes' magic it's still surprisingly effective. He waves his hand, and suddenly Emet-Selch's wrists are bound behind him.
"Break those and we're stopping. Understood?" Because of course, Emet-Selch could break any enchantment Hythlodaeus placed upon him if he really wanted to. He's a far more powerful mage, after all.