Emet-Selch was trying his best here to not rush anything, to play the super long game when it came to distracting. But then Hythlodaeus is slipping off his robe and very suddenly that plan goes out of the window.

He had removed his hands to make it easier for the fabric to be removed, but as soon as it is done they quickly slide back around his friend, fingertips putting pressure on the skin beneath them as he drags them, all the way down the other man's spine as he enjoys their shared kiss.

"Perhaps a lot more is needed."

Parting momentarily, he stops to undo the tie of his own dressing gown, slipping his arms out of it with ease and letting it fall from him. Once done his hands are quickly wandering again, this time coming to rest on Hythlodaeus' ass to pull him even closer still, allowing their warm bodies to be flush against each other and enjoy the feeling it provides as he offers a few nips to the neck, doing his best to avoid any overly marked and therefore sore areas, trailing them upwards slowly until reaching his mouth to kiss once more.