[Well, it's definitely a treat for him, because Hyth nudges his hips eagerly at feeling the tentacle slip into his pants. At the same time he slides a hand under Emet's skirt to grab at his ass with an appreciative noise. The other hand, though, he uses to hold the tentacle in his mouth - and then pulls away, flushed and panting, pausing just long enough to make it seem as though he's done with the blowjob, before--]

Hades, you should--be rougher with my mouth.

[Said with a kind of smug grin, but also a little whiny. He has needs ok, and the needs are getting throatfucked. Don't worry about it.]