"Mmm, at least we weren't on the bed," he murmurs as his mouth slides over Essek's neck again, indulging himself in tasting his husband's skin. He trails a few more kisses over Essek's shoulders before he reluctantly pulls out. He's hungry, and surely Essek is, too. They'll both need their strength if they're to make it through the rest of his husband's heat without snapping at each other. Percy eases back, but he pulls Essek with him, coaxing his lover to turn so that he can properly look at him.

So that he can kiss him the way he wants to - the way he's been unable to for days. He strokes back Essek's hair, gently cradling his head.

"We should get out," he murmurs before pressing into another kiss. "The last thing we need is for you to be cranky and urgently aroused."

Another kiss, and another. He draws Essek's bottom lip into his mouth in a lazy suck.