Percival can feel himself get tense as Essek presses closer and lowers his voice. The heat hits him and he swallows thickly as his mind goes blank. Once again, his entire world narrows to his husband and Percy can feel his pulse jump. He swallows thickly and his hand slides down the elegant line of Essek's spine.

"Yes," he says heavily. His other hand reaches down to grip Essek's hip and he has to resist the urge to start pulling up his mate's dress right here and right now. With Essek floating, it's that much easier to lean close and nuzzle his neck, his ear. His teeth graze the lobe, careful of his earring. Essek's scent makes him dizzy with the sudden rush of need.

"I would fuck you against this wall, my love, if I thought I wouldn't end up thrown back." He grins and kisses Essek's neck, the sliver of skin above the high neck of his collar.