There's a flash of teeth from him and he nips at Hythlodaeus' throat. "Certainly," he murmurs.

Heart thudding against his ribs, he pushes back his friend's coat. It being winter, they are both of them wearing more layers than usual - but that's fine. The slow process might serve to mitigate how rushed it may feel to Hythlodaeus. He presses kisses next along his friend's jaw, moving leisurely down to the collarbone whilst his hands busy themselves unfastening whatever buttons or clasps bar him from the other man's naked chest.

He wishes he could rub souls with Hythlodaeus here. The physical barrier is an insurmountable obstacle but he will strive to overcome it all the same.

"You will tell me if anything is uncomfortable, 'Daeus," he murmurs as an afterthought. "This is meant to be a pleasurable experience."