The kiss and the brief stroking has him moan quietly, more of a satisfied hum than anything too desperate yet, but he's sure with the way Emet-Selch starts to kiss down his body he'll soon feel needy. He shifts under him, cock hardening again as he's kissed in all the right places, and by the time he gets down to his hips he's a little breathless.

"Pointers...? Hm." He supposes he'll regret telling him, but he's already given him free reign over his body so why not? "You could go a little lower and work on my inner thighs." He's pretty sensitive there.