[ Absinthe would think it's attractive but it's true it may be a turn off for some

similarly -- now that Emet-Selch's this close it's impossible to completely miss the smell of decay, even with the cologne Absinthe is wearing. it's not like it could reach his mouth, after all, and the mix of the scent and the taste may not be too pleasant.

Absinthe lets out a soft, encouraging noise into the kiss before his hand dances down to Emet-Selch's hips, teasing at his own pants, as if seeing if he'd be denied getting those off too. ]