Marius feels his mouth go dry and his breath catch in his throat as he watches Rat suck deliberately slow on each of his fingers; his eyelids flutter, and he shivers a bit. And then Rat's lips are on his wrist, his neck - his shoulder. He gasps at each kiss, savoring each one. And then he's nuzzling just beneath his ear, and Marius can feel the heat of his breath licking at him like embers. He turns to return the nuzzle, delighting in the warmth between them.

"I can only imagine," he admits, leaning into the hand cupping his face as he moves his own through Rat's hair.

Eventually, dawn would intrude upon this serene space between them. For the moment, Marius is content to let everything rest as it is.