[It would not be weird, Elliot simply has "idk how mating works I've never done it" energy. He's nearly 40, it's not like he's ever bothered to ask or develop a sexuality beyond "Sesa". Fingers thread with Sesa's hair, and as his headwings are touched, the feathers puff out reflexively. Everything is super sensitive all of a sudden (wonder why!) and just that much ordinarily is enough to both feel good and put him to sleep. Now? Now, they're moderately an erogenous zone, evidenced by the way Elliot groans and then has to bury his face in Sesa further.

He's not hiding, he's just horny. Let him live.]

It isn't so much a "wish" as it is mere habit. You... are the first partner I've had. And I hardly want to keep you up all night.

[Sortof. Kindof. The polite part of him doesn't want to keep Sesa up all night. The ravenous part of him (which usually wins) sure does.]