The sigh Emet-Selch lets free is both one of relief and one of adoration; he loves his Hyth so much, so stupidly much. Even when he is cross with Azem, who roams and returns home when they will, Hyth is always there to make sure he knows he is still loved.
He lifts his head a little, trying to reach Hyth however he can-- mouth, eyes, sobs of need. Whatever he can give to Hyth, it's his. His body welcomes him in, greedy and loving, and yes, obedient and completely pliant.
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Date: 2022-09-07 04:31 am (UTC)He lifts his head a little, trying to reach Hyth however he can-- mouth, eyes, sobs of need. Whatever he can give to Hyth, it's his. His body welcomes him in, greedy and loving, and yes, obedient and completely pliant.