"Hmm," Marius tries to tease Rat back, but desire clouds his response. He watches as Rat's cheeks color with warmth, and he shivers. Small gasps keep escaping between his lips as images bombard his thoughts; kissing Rat, touching Rat, holding him between his legs - climaxing with him until they both see stars.

Sweat inches down his back; each kiss Rat places on his shoulder echoes throughout the rest of his body like a rippling wave. He leans in to nuzzle at Rat's face, breathing him in between shuddering gasps of air. "What do we need clothes for?" He asks, eyes bright and wide; voice wrecked and breathless. "And what other things, exactly?"

Rat's giggling proves contagious; Marius follows suit, laughing even as his body winds taut with wanting. "Well there's your answer then," he says. "Now you can't leave."