"Tired," he admits as he strokes his thumb over Essek's. Percy stays close against his side, even if it's not terribly likely that Essek will get cold in this cozy room. "But I suspect that won't last for long."

Percival is quiet for a moment, admiring his husband in the dim light of the room.

"Have you been through a rut before?" he asks, softer and more tender than he's been all night. It's his first with Essek, his first with another person in a long time. He'd spent half of Essek's heat as a wolf and still feels a bit bad about that, even if Essek got a thrill out of it. Percy isn't sure how being with his mate will change things. They're actively trying for a pregnancy, he isn't going to forget that when he succumbs more.

As ever, he's afraid he'll hurt Essek in his enthusiasm.