There were things that made Percy different. The fact that words weren't always needed was one of them. He smiled, even as they kissed he smiled, then he chuckled as Percy spoke again.
'Much better,' he agreed, moving his hand to stroke though Percy's hair before he leaned down to kiss him again. 'And just imagine how good it will be when it's your turn,' he whispered softly, because Merlin that was something he looked forward to. Maybe he was greedy, but he wanted it all, everything, and he just couldn't get enough.