"I do, too," he sighs, and he's genuinely hopeful that he'll have the wherewithal to withstand foreplay. Endurance might not be among his virtues right now, but his determination remains - and besides. If it took an effort to get to this point, surely he's unlikely to spill himself at the drop of a hat. "I've hardly had a chance to touch you."
There's a smile tugging at his mouth as he says it. He expects she'll have mercy on him eventually, and he'll make that mercy worth her while, and in the meantime, she'll torture her by putting her mouth everywhere besides the place he'd like to feel it. In revenge, he reaches for her ear again, running his now-uncallused fingertips over it, behind it, along her jaw...anywhere he can reach that seems likely to arouse a reaction.
"That's because you can't be trusted to not get carried away, dear," she points out. "You listen better once you're spent."
Vex has no issue calling him out on that when it's the truth. Whether she'll give in is questionable, but there's always tomorrow, either way. And the day after that, and all the ones that follow. They have that luxury, now.
But she does lean into his touch, cheeks rosy as she looks at him for a long moment.
"I hope you're ready for a lifetime of this treatment."
Maybe she's doing a little more because he's still on the mend, but she thinks she'll always want to please him.
This time, when he sighs, it's with a sort of put-upon annoyance he suspects (hopes) they both know is just playacting. Limits are frustrating - but Vex is right, unfortunately. If he had his druthers, he'd want to do far more than lie back and let her devour him, and he'd probably regret it.
(He's aiming for more than just satisfaction tonight, after all. Tomorrow's hour in the workshop depends on his ability to get out of bed without a worried frown pinching Vex's brow.)
"A lifetime of you," he corrects, his smile returning without hesitation. It doesn't have to be this treatment, after all - any fondness from her is bound to please. Percy catches her chin lightly in his hand, thumb moving over her lower lip. "I hope, and please don't take this the wrong way, but I hope I never get used to it. Every time I look at you, I want to remember how lucky I am."
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There's a smile tugging at his mouth as he says it. He expects she'll have mercy on him eventually, and he'll make that mercy worth her while, and in the meantime, she'll torture her by putting her mouth everywhere besides the place he'd like to feel it. In revenge, he reaches for her ear again, running his now-uncallused fingertips over it, behind it, along her jaw...anywhere he can reach that seems likely to arouse a reaction.
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Vex has no issue calling him out on that when it's the truth. Whether she'll give in is questionable, but there's always tomorrow, either way. And the day after that, and all the ones that follow. They have that luxury, now.
But she does lean into his touch, cheeks rosy as she looks at him for a long moment.
"I hope you're ready for a lifetime of this treatment."
Maybe she's doing a little more because he's still on the mend, but she thinks she'll always want to please him.
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(He's aiming for more than just satisfaction tonight, after all. Tomorrow's hour in the workshop depends on his ability to get out of bed without a worried frown pinching Vex's brow.)
"A lifetime of you," he corrects, his smile returning without hesitation. It doesn't have to be this treatment, after all - any fondness from her is bound to please. Percy catches her chin lightly in his hand, thumb moving over her lower lip. "I hope, and please don't take this the wrong way, but I hope I never get used to it. Every time I look at you, I want to remember how lucky I am."