[He sucks in a shaky breath as Emet lies down against him, making a soft noise at the bite to his lip.]

And would you have told me yours?

[He'll take the L this time, though, opening his mouth obediently to let the tentacle in. Whining and shuddering as the other tentacles wind around him, too, but there's definitely a shift to his demeanour - more submissive now, letting Emet do what he wants.]