"Of course it is," Percy answered, smiling. "You know Weasleys are very stubborn. I can debate my point for a long time or you can concede and we go back to the kissing. It's so much more preferable."
He sighed. "I know, but I'm tired of doing nothing and being tired anyway." Percy knew that only time would help. Nothing the Healers had done had helped beyond relieving some symptoms. It was all about waiting and resting, and he didn't like it.
"You can look later," Percy said, before kissing him again, bodies pressed together. There was nothing random or casual about his touches, because Cass might be the comfortable one and he enjoyed flirting, Percy had been the brave one, taking the first step each time and it wasn't different now, as he rocked against Cass, their cocks creating friction against each other.