"You gorgeous thing," he murmurs before he pulls Essek into another kiss. He still feels sensitive, but he's also getting hard again and he grinds up against his husband to encourage them both. "You'll have to get up if we're to get it."

The toy isn't that far, but neither of them can get it without moving unless Essek wants to get creative with magic. And even then, if he wants Percy in his ass, he'll have to move anyway. Gods, he can't--he's dizzy thinking of the heated fantasy, and with the trial run that might render his husband senseless if they manage it. Now he's quite determined to manage it.

One hand slides down Essek's chest and his belly to brush over his cock, wondering if this will get his husband hard again. A spark of impatience flares in him and Percy makes a sound almost like a growl as he rolls them over. He pulls out and immediately gives Essek's ass a light swat.

"Hips up, love." He is absolutely serious - he wants to keep as much as he can inside Essek, certain in the haze of his rut that it will help their efforts. Percy moves to the edge of the bed to dig out the toy from where they keep it (and several others). He doesn't stay away from Essek for long, quickly returning to him. His blue eyes are intense when he meets his lover's gaze again.

"Think you can take it as is, darling?"