[ He wasn't even trying to spur him on further, and yet look at the end result. he's certainly making a mental note of this working for Emet. Being explicit and maybe dirty talk in general, though he'll have to work on it.

Not that he can really think much right now, with how sweet Emet sounds and with how he rolls his hips toward them like that, making it oh so tempting to fuck him hard and fast with reckless abandon. Lahabrea's tongue and fingers certainly do not make resisting that any easier - and he lets out a soft needy whine, clearly struggling to stay still and bringing his hands on Emet's hips to TRY to keep him from moving further ]

Just — a bit longer. Soon.