Marius's response is unsurprising; Freddie himself can say he's only managed that feat a handful of times and only with some other aid in his system. He has a realistic enough understanding of his own abilities to know he's not likely to get Marius off that way tonight, but he does like the idea all the same.
It doesn't hurt that Marius keeps fucking back against him, back arched and legs spread, nearly wanton in his movements as Freddie slides his finger in deeper. He's careful to go slow, to wet the way with his tongue and not push harder than Marius's body will allow. Doing this without lube is always a bit trickier, but Freddie's something of an expert after all his experience; he knows how to make it feel good.
Twisting his wrist, he pushes in further as he gives Marius's left cheek a light bite, grinning against the smooth flesh before biting his own lip in concentration.
"How 'bout a mouth?" he asks, voice laced with promise as he crooks his finger just inside, his other hand still curled over Marius's hip. "Not certain I'm quite so good as to get you off untouched, but I'd love to swallow you. How's that?"
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It doesn't hurt that Marius keeps fucking back against him, back arched and legs spread, nearly wanton in his movements as Freddie slides his finger in deeper. He's careful to go slow, to wet the way with his tongue and not push harder than Marius's body will allow. Doing this without lube is always a bit trickier, but Freddie's something of an expert after all his experience; he knows how to make it feel good.
Twisting his wrist, he pushes in further as he gives Marius's left cheek a light bite, grinning against the smooth flesh before biting his own lip in concentration.
"How 'bout a mouth?" he asks, voice laced with promise as he crooks his finger just inside, his other hand still curled over Marius's hip. "Not certain I'm quite so good as to get you off untouched, but I'd love to swallow you. How's that?"