Arrangements for food made, Essek is glad to be alone again. Appearing collected while mostly preoccupied by thoughts of where and how he would like to have sex today is trying. He removes his cloak and boots at last and follows the sound of running water into the washroom wearing only Percival's robe again, bare feet on the ground.
He pauses a moment in the doorway to watch his husband pull his shirt over his head, feeling a distinct throb between his thighs. It's a difficult sight to turn away from, especially now, but Essek is a strong-willed man, and he makes himself find the things he needs to freshen himself up instead. While the majority of his things remain in his own suite, he keeps many essentials in his spouse's washroom now as well--plenty enough to clean his teeth and nails before he bathes.
That Percival clearly intends to bathe with him is both wonderful and incredibly distracting. But there is no harm in a little distraction. After the last several days, it's practically expected. Yet there is something different about approaching this now that Percival is human again, as if his beastly shape and their nest in the forest had given Essek implicit permission to indulge in his own needs and instincts without shame. Though he's sure it must only be himself imposing it, he feels pressure now to practice more restraint, even if that is the last thing his body wants.
But if he's learned anything about his husband during his experience, it's that man and wolf are very much the same person. Percival must surely still desire the same things, and desire him in the same way.
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He pauses a moment in the doorway to watch his husband pull his shirt over his head, feeling a distinct throb between his thighs. It's a difficult sight to turn away from, especially now, but Essek is a strong-willed man, and he makes himself find the things he needs to freshen himself up instead. While the majority of his things remain in his own suite, he keeps many essentials in his spouse's washroom now as well--plenty enough to clean his teeth and nails before he bathes.
That Percival clearly intends to bathe with him is both wonderful and incredibly distracting. But there is no harm in a little distraction. After the last several days, it's practically expected. Yet there is something different about approaching this now that Percival is human again, as if his beastly shape and their nest in the forest had given Essek implicit permission to indulge in his own needs and instincts without shame. Though he's sure it must only be himself imposing it, he feels pressure now to practice more restraint, even if that is the last thing his body wants.
But if he's learned anything about his husband during his experience, it's that man and wolf are very much the same person. Percival must surely still desire the same things, and desire him in the same way.