[He kisses his palm and then laces their fingers, pushing Emet's hand down to the cushions as he holds it briefly before letting go.]

Is is a shame this does lack the ability to truly undo you.

[He trails his fingers over Emet's neck, his chest, and grasps his hips in both hands, drawing out mostly and lifting one of his legs up more, adjusting his hips, thrusting back in at the new angle harder.]