The tension in his shoulders bleeds away beneath his husband's tender affection and gentle reassurance. Percy lifts his head to meet Essek's gaze, still full of concern but also trust. He lifts a hand to cradle his husband's cheek and kisses him sweetly.
"Okay," he murmurs, conceding at last. "I won't try to hide from you. We can go together."
It would be easier, and it would mean not separating for any amount of time. Percival strokes back Essek's pale hair and kisses him again. This time when he shifts, he feels that he's able to pull out. Rather than immediately unseating his mate, however, Percy simply slides down a bit so that they are more horizontal.
"I'll check the calendar whenever we want to get up," he says. He keeps one in his - their - bedroom as well as in his study. As far as he knows, there is also one in Essek's tower that tracks the course of Catha, whether to keep track of his husband's changes or for some other wizardly purpose.
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"Okay," he murmurs, conceding at last. "I won't try to hide from you. We can go together."
It would be easier, and it would mean not separating for any amount of time. Percival strokes back Essek's pale hair and kisses him again. This time when he shifts, he feels that he's able to pull out. Rather than immediately unseating his mate, however, Percy simply slides down a bit so that they are more horizontal.
"I'll check the calendar whenever we want to get up," he says. He keeps one in his - their - bedroom as well as in his study. As far as he knows, there is also one in Essek's tower that tracks the course of Catha, whether to keep track of his husband's changes or for some other wizardly purpose.