Emet-Selch relaxes a little and leans back, so Hythlodaeus can move and get more comfortable himself. Eventually he even falls right back into his chair once he pulls out from inside his lover.

"Well, I am glad I could meet your fine standards." He breathes out, amused at his own joke but mostly just very satisfied at the moment.

"But you do know next time I have a bed here for these purposes." Not that this wasn't an unfairly attractive sight and he would definitely do it again.