[ In a way it was scent marking and Essek leaned into it, allowed Bren to stake his claim in a way that was not precisely physical but still vital; and Essek did have traces of Bren's own aroma about him, how could he not when he slept nearly wrapped around the other man, the curve of his cheek that had pressed into and against Bren's chest as he had slept his death trance; protected from the rest of the world safe in the knowledge that his mate would not hurt him.
That same trust that right now went the other way, that Essek would do everything to protect Bren during this time of the month.
He then lead the other man to the baths, up the steps. Then Essek disentangled himself so that he could push aside his own garments, his sleep shirt that had been Bren's. It slithered to the ground and then he stepped into the perfumed waters then he reached out to take Bren's hand, to help guide him to follow. ]
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That same trust that right now went the other way, that Essek would do everything to protect Bren during this time of the month.
He then lead the other man to the baths, up the steps. Then Essek disentangled himself so that he could push aside his own garments, his sleep shirt that had been Bren's. It slithered to the ground and then he stepped into the perfumed waters then he reached out to take Bren's hand, to help guide him to follow. ]
Come and join me, love.