Essek's breath catches as Percy's hips rock just enough to shift the knot inside him. A new flare of sensation surges through his body like an agitated wave, adding to the pooled heat in his core. His toes curl against the bedsheets, and he feels his foot nudge the silken texture of his own robe, still spread out atop the covers.

"Ah." It takes a moment to collect himself again, but Essek remembers. Percival is right; it is the same as the previous incident, or nearly so. A day or so of difference. If he is remembering correctly, the full moon should occur as soon as tomorrow night. They'd had to plan the timing of their visit to Westruun very carefully because of it, and could only make the trip at all because Essek could teleport them home before Percival would need to depart for the Timberlands. "So we will."

There is a part of Essek--several parts of Essek, actually, one of which flutters around his alpha's cock in eager anticipation--that thrills at this recollection. His first shared heat was an intense experience, made still more so by passing the first several days with his beloved in his wolf form. It was new and strange and affirming and exhilarating, and though he wouldn't necessarily have planned it this way, it is an experience he is very willing to repeat. The sex was...well, there is a reason he's made an effort over the last few months to make that cave a more livable place. He intends to spend time there in the future, so as not to leave his poor Percival in solitude.

"It is good, then, that I have made prior preparations," he points out sensibly. "We will be much more comfortable this time than the last."