[ And then Bren would discover the very hard way that Essek's stamina was quite legendary. It had been rather renowned for Caleb to have dealt with before the changeover, however when Essek had turned? It became even more pronounced; leading to a dawn that had left Caleb to the point of exhaustion due to all all night experience that had been prolonged in points and expediated in others.

It had actually caused a few spell creations just so that there could be absolute hope for Caleb to keep up even a little (which was, if Bren cared to look for in the library, that grimoire from his dreams that did possess those filthy sex magic spells).

But due to Bren's own biology, perhaps there was a far more fair advantage so to speak?

Essek settled between those legs and then he reached for Bren's hand, and then he slowly brought it to his cock, then he looped his hand toward the other side, bringing both their arousals to press into each other in a mutual stroking as he looked down at the man spread out there-- perfection personified. The trail of hair, the freckled skin, and gods the flushed cheeks. He was enchanted with such a view, he'd not felt such desire in so long and now--? He did not want to give it up ]

Just a little bit longer, Chathiu-- let me touch you a bit longer, let me savor you. I have waited so very long to get my hands on you that I do not want to rush nor waste it, yes? You deserve only the best.

[ Essek, in such a moment, was offering Bren not just a haven, but a storm as well. He was offering his lover both things. ]