[All of it is exciting, delightful. Has Lahabrea biting his own lip at the pleasure really. Much more into this than is his wont but then, Emet being so into it is a major factor in any case.

He pauses again, to slide his fingers up Emet's spine in a gentle way. Petting his neck in a gesture both loving and possessive.

And then he hits him with the whip again, four times in a slow, measured pace so Emet feels each strike distinct from the next, two on his ass, two his thighs.]