Chuckling, he considers the request for a moment. It was said rather sweetly, which sounded strange coming from Emet-Selch, but he appreciates the effort. Still rubbing his finger into the slit of his cock, he hums to himself.

"You are being awfully good..." But teasing Emet-Selch is so much fun, he can't help it. He takes a moment to admire his lover's position once more, before bringing forth a vial of lubricant. He slicks up two fingers and presses them inside him, purposefully rubbing along his inner walls to find that sweet spot. He doesn't elaborate on his previous words- yes, Emet-Selch is being good, but that doesn't mean Hythlodaeus is done teasing him yet.