If he ever knew that Hythlodaeus even thought he might lose interest, he would be utterly appalled. Emet-Selch is clearly as enamored with Hythlodaeus as he's always been, even if he is technically being 'punished' at the moment. He groans deeply as Hythlodaeus thrusts into him, moving his entire body as it welcomes his lover in. His own hips buck into it, no particular rhyme or reason to his movement especially once his mouth is occupied.

"Mmn..." He mumbles into the kiss, as though he wants to apologize again for stepping out of line, but is utterly incapable (and unwilling) of breaking contact or forming the words. He's not going to last much longer even without his own cock being touched, but he hopes that Hythlodaeus is nowhere near through with him.