Essek's dark skin is already flushed a deep, warm purple. If he could color more though, he would, with the way Percival is talking to him. He bites his lower lip, a sharp eyetooth scraping over it, as he tightens his grip on his (perfect) cock and gives it a real, full stroke. That is what his alpha wants to see, after all. Beyond the physical sensation, it feels so good to please him, to know that he is looking at him with so much desire. He nods almost desperately, conserving his words, managing little more than a strained whimper as his husband's lovely voice drips sweet filth into his ears.

He can't contain more noises as Percy coaxes his body to relax. His mouth hangs shamelessly open as he pants audibly, gasps sharply when his lover plays with the toy in his cunt as well, making him really feel the electric pleasure of his muscles stretching around the knot without ever actually pulling it free. His cock throbs in his hand, and Percival's second finger goes in with less discomfort than he expected--nearly none.

"Yes," he pants, locking eyes with his alpha as he presses those two fingers carefully deeper. "Please, husband, I want to take your knot in my ass--claim me, show me I am yours--" he speaks almost senselessly, raw need giving voice to words that he's given no thought at all. He is barely speaking Common. This is a fantasy he's had for months now, in one form or another. It feels almost surreal to make it a reality.