Every word goes straight to his cock and Percy can feel it throb as Essek begs to be filled. He can hear the slick sound as Essek's fingers drift between his legs and it's impossible to ignore the needy twitch of the beautiful body beneath him.

Percival moves so he can slide lower down his husband's body, pausing to kiss him on the way. Soon enough he's coaxing Essek's thighs further apart to admit him and one hand slides over Essek's, keeping it right where it is. He braces his other hand against the bed and keeps his eyes on his mate's face as he pushes Essek's hand lower, coaxes two of his fingers into his dripping cunt, followed by to of Percy's own.

"You beautiful thing," he whispers, leaning to kiss Essek again. He licks into his mouth, moaning quietly at the taste of him. Percival loves this man more than he thought possible, and Essek is offering him a future he never anticipated having. One he thought would be beyond his reach forever and so he'd stopped reaching.