Marius follows each noise Rat makes; each tremor ringing throughout his skin. He follows them like bread crumbs, picking at them and proceeding as he guesses where they lead. He lets his movements continue to stoke the building heat between them, sharp and fervent in contrast with the cool, morning air of their hotel room.

The high pitched exclamation from Rat makes Marius shudder in response; his fingers twitch where they trace across Rat's skin. He groans as Rat's legs fall open and he moves further within them.

He sucks and he laps and he tastes; he uses his tongue to go deeper, moaning all the while. He moves one hand down from Rat's breasts to skim across his belly and down to his thigh, tracing patterns with an increased sense of urgency. His rubs his own thighs together and against the sheets to keep his own aching at bay.