[for Marius - cont.]

[plaguedrat]

Rat laughed, low and throaty, before letting the sound get swallowed up in the kiss. His hips pressed down against Marius', not quite grinding so much as making him aware of their closeness, the pressure. Skin touched skin, both of them lean and warm. It wasn't the same as Grey, there was no replacing him. Rat was fully aware that it was Marius he was kissing, that it was Marius who was filling him with need.

"I won't scare you."

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[pontmercyfriend]

He likes Rat's laugh; likes the way it echoes into his own mouth as their lips push and pull together. He grins into the kiss, letting out a small giggle of his own. The warmth of their skin pressed together and the pressure wrought by the lack of space between them leaves him breathless; he tentatively lifts his own hips in response, testing out the pressure and the closeness of them, marveling at how much he enjoys it. He knows this is a man, this is Rat, that he's kissing; that their hands entwine as Rat inspires this desire, this wanting, in him.

"Thank you," he replies, glancing up into his eyes with awe in his own.