Essek's hope that he'd be treated to more of that incredible tongue is fulfilled quickly as Percival nudges his hand aside to replace it with sweeping licks, hot and wet. He's moaning sweetly and his cunt is steadily leaking slick for him in no time at all, and he loves watching how eager his alpha is to lap it up.
"We'll...mm...have one brought out before next month," he says distractedly, commiserating with Percival's wishful thinking and revealing his intent to be here next month also. There is only so much his knees can take, and though the blankets are comfortable enough for now, he can imagine his back would thank him to have something softer soon enough.
It really is a shame to lose his tongue, but it is worthwhile for the pleasure of watching his cock slide free. He allows Percival to feel through the bond how much that arouses him, so he'll feel the sharp jolt of surprise and pleasure that comes with his confession about that morning, too.
"Light, if you'd caught me this morning, I would have let you do anything you wanted to me. I was aching for you."
He reaches for Percival's cock when it's close enough, lets the head drag against his stomach while he gently strokes what has already emerged with a soft, manicured hand. The other curiously slips up further to caress the soft sheath, wondering if he can coax more of his mate's length to slip out.
"I love your cock," he murmurs, glancing up briefly. "This one and the one you normally fuck me with." With an amused quirk of his lips, he observes, "Some men barely know how to use one. I've gotten lucky with you."
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"We'll...mm...have one brought out before next month," he says distractedly, commiserating with Percival's wishful thinking and revealing his intent to be here next month also. There is only so much his knees can take, and though the blankets are comfortable enough for now, he can imagine his back would thank him to have something softer soon enough.
It really is a shame to lose his tongue, but it is worthwhile for the pleasure of watching his cock slide free. He allows Percival to feel through the bond how much that arouses him, so he'll feel the sharp jolt of surprise and pleasure that comes with his confession about that morning, too.
"Light, if you'd caught me this morning, I would have let you do anything you wanted to me. I was aching for you."
He reaches for Percival's cock when it's close enough, lets the head drag against his stomach while he gently strokes what has already emerged with a soft, manicured hand. The other curiously slips up further to caress the soft sheath, wondering if he can coax more of his mate's length to slip out.
"I love your cock," he murmurs, glancing up briefly. "This one and the one you normally fuck me with." With an amused quirk of his lips, he observes, "Some men barely know how to use one. I've gotten lucky with you."