Noooo, Much whined in complaint, and for a second–
No, his mind didn't go there even for a second. Qebhet was pulling his hand away and he let it, though his adrenaline was up in a way he wasn't comfortable with. Their fingers threaded together though, that felt nice. He'd never held hands with Lust like that. "I'm glad you're strong," he said, grinning to turn it into a joke, trying to hide any feeling of bitterness that was trying to brew in the wake of the rush. "Yeah, lets boogie. You can tell me about these guys we're gonna see? Or... not see."