With Hythlodaeus squeezing around him so nicely, Emet-Selch is not far behind, as he slams his hips in a few more times before he's panting as he comes almost explosively, leaning over his lover's back. When he finally starts to come down from it, he leans in to kiss along Hythlodaeus' nape and spine, hands massaging at the hips he'd been clinging to.

Definitely not in his plans for the day, but he does not regret a moment. Not even the papers scattering. It's a simple enough fix.

"Mm, you are wonderful..." He murmurs close to his lover's skin as they both collect their breaths.