Like the observant and intuitive man he is, Percival pulls off his cock before Essek needs to ask him to, with a final suck that makes him shudder one last time. It feels good to continue squeezing rhythmically around his fingers, so he doesn't mention that. He does lean more heavily back onto his hand and lift the other to thread through his husband's hair where he comes to rest against his hip.

It only takes a glance down to confirm that Percival is as hard in his trousers as he expected he'd be. Like the good, obedient boy he is, he has done nothing about it and made no mention of it. To Essek, that restraint is an attractive trait, especially in an alpha. He knows what he's asked of him isn't easy. Essek feels increasingly proud of him every time he proves that he can prioritize his instructions over his own pleasure.

"Did you enjoy that?" he asks softly, still slightly breathless.