Percy smiles a little and leans to brush a kiss to Essek's cheek, then his temple. A soft laugh escapes when Essek is so quick to reassure him. His hand slides up and he coaxes his mate into another kiss.

"I've never done this with someone I wanted so much as you, my darling," he admits softly. "And certainly no one I was trying to properly breed."

A rakish smile appears then and he leans to get another kiss. His hand slides down from Essek's cheek, following the middle line of his body. Gently, it pushes between his mate's thighs until he can slip two fingers into him. Percy's breath catches when he feels just how hot and wet Essek is there. He groans quietly, knowing some of that is his seed.