He flushes - more maudlin than he realized, if he's catching hell for it - but he's more amused than offended. "I'd rather you didn't gag at all."

But given the choice...she's not wrong. She's getting closer to her ultimate goal, and Percy's thighs tense beneath her in anticipation. He'll take petty mockery from his wife - still breathtaking to think, his wife - if her kisses move closer to the center of his pelvis.