[While he did somewhat suspect that was where Emet was going, the execution still surprises him, cheeks flaring red and hands falling to Five's hips to steady both Five and himself.

It is... rather intense having Five dropped in his lap so quickly. A strangled moan escapes him, only half muffled against Five's shoulder where he presses his lips, eyes on Emet. He has to pant a moment, catching his breath before he even trusts his voice not to be wrecked, cock twitching inside Five just from arousal and the feel of him so intimately. Reacting both to Five and Emet. The noises Five makes going straight down his spine, and Emet always has a delightful way of being appealing and challenging at once. He inhales, finally, shuddering, and holds his hand out for the lube, fingers beckoning.]

You heard him. Besides, a little show is owed us both, I think, after that stunt.

[His voice is steady but the tone is rough from desire.]