"I've got you," he says, pressing a kiss to the inside of Marius' thigh, trailing them slowly along. Some are soft and gentle and some are biting, certain to leave a lasting bruise on Marius' tender skin. As he comes to the meeting of Marius' legs, Rat kisses that skin too, flicks his tongue out, but it's only a tease before he moves to mark up Marius' opposite thigh.

He can hear Marius above him, can flick his eyes up and get a glance at his face, even obscured by his body from beneath. He can smell Marius, wet and needy, skin flushed. He can feel, touch, and most importantly taste Marius.

When he's certain Marius can't take it any more, he uses his fingers to gently open the folds and hold them there so that he can draw a broad, flat stroke of his tongue up to his clit.