"You don't..." Rat paused and look at him, his hazy eyes focusing a little before he laughed. "You've never been with a lover have you?"

He couldn't find it in him to tease. Instead, he found poetry, searched his memory and found W.H. Auden. Leaning close to Marius' ear, he whispered, "We aligned mouths. We entwined. All act was clutch...All fact contact, the attack and the interlock...Of tongues, the charms of arms. I shook at the touch...Of his fresh flesh, I rocked at the shock of his cock." It's passionate, erotic, powerful.

When they were sober, he would be interested in seeing if Marius was curious about more than poetry.