Emil is making a smooth slide from otter into bear territory, and if the way Seung-Gil reacts to him is any indication, it is absolutely a good look for him. While he himself didn't really think about his appearance overly much, he knows appreciation when he sees it.

When he's found the edge of the bed, Emil deposits his partner on it and leans over him to kiss his neck, up to his jaw, then his lips before withdrawing to fish into one of the bedside drawers. Of course the first things he sees are exactly what he's looking for, just as they'd both thought. The lube is put up where they can both reach, while the condoms are put aside as an afterthought.

"Every physical I've ever had I've made sure that I'm still clean," he assures Seung-Gil as he unbuckles his jeans and scoots them off, leaving the heavy shape of his erection straining against his boxer-briefs. Already impatient, but always polite about it even though he wants to put his tongue on every inch of the other man's body.