[ He could both kill him and kiss him right now. Lucky for Vane, he's leaning more towards the latter, unwilling to cause so much commotion in the quiet and peaceful reserve. Even with no one around them for several meters, it still feels rather open and public, more so than Percival wants to be with his affections, yet he cannot let Vane run away with the upper hand at the moment and outdo him. He still has his own pride to think of here. ]

I see you're finally taking my words to heart. I will admit I am slight impressed. Slightly. Which is not an invitation for you to get carried away.

[ He still would like to be the one dictating the pace of things around here, but he does reward that boldness by redirecting Vane's hands down to his own hips, holding them there so he can be the one to wrap his arms around Vane's neck, leaning in slowly and tilting his head to one side. He only stops just short of their lips touching, a playful smirk pulling at his own mouth. ]

If I unleashed the full extent of my ability on you, you would find yourself quickly overwhelmed, and I am not about to drag your giant, lumbering body out of here once I have worn you out.

[ HIs lips brush over Vane's enough times while speaking, making certain to give him shades and glimpses of the intimacy he's purposely denying him at the moment for two poignant reasons. 1.) They have other, more pressing matters to focus on and can't get distracted at the moment. 2.) If he himself started, he would not be able to stop until Vane was fully and completely satisfied which may be never, given what an absolute glutton he is (and Percival sort of is). Besides, the delay will only heighten their intensity later.

With that in mind, he pries himself away completely and fixes Vane's collar for him while giving him a very commanding look- ]

Now straighten up and behave.