Marius blinks, staring at the flush covering Rat and the way it highlights his smile. It's an enchanting sight, one that makes him instantly need to keep kissing the other man, even in the midst of his laughter. "But you are," he tells him, sneaking in a kiss to his cheek before returning to the heat of his lips.

He sighs at Rat soothing over the scratch marks on his shoulders, leaning into his touch. He finds he really likes this, laying together and exchanging languid kisses in the wake of overwhelming pleasure. He could lay like this forever, he thinks.

And then he remembers he has come on his hand, and he pulls back for a moment, bringing his hand up to stare at it.

"Hmm," he murmurs, recalling how Rat had licked his lips after he'd come. Feeling emboldened by what they had just done, Marius decides to act on his impulse and brings one of his fingers into his mouth. He's not certain what he expects, but the salty taste of it catches him off-guard, and he starts a bit.

"Well, that's...different," he observes with a sheepish grin. "Sorry. You just...made it look so...sexy, I think is the word they use now? And, well. I wanted to try it." He shrugs, blushing vividly.