Freddie's fucked more than a few law students in his time, and one or two full-on lawyers as well, come to think of it. In his experience, that has little to do with either their ability to answer questions or their sexual prowess but Freddie's delighted so far to find that Marius is an eager participant. He moves easily under Freddie's guidance, sinking back into the mattress and then jerking deliciously when Freddie sinks down onto him. The sound he makes is even more lovely, a ragged, wet thing as his feet slip across the bedding, looking for purchase.

The rock of Marius's hips make it easier for Freddie to slip his finger in further though Freddie's still careful to not go too far. However relaxed Marius might be, however much he clearly wants this, he's still tight and Freddie knows all too well how quickly that can sharpen the pain.

So, for now, he focuses more on the thick of Marius's cock, on sucking more of him inside, tongue circling the sensitive flesh peeking out from his foreskin, the taste of pre-come a hot tang on his tongue. He licks at the slit, humming when he feels another bead slip free before hollowing his cheeks as he sinks down again, careful with his teeth.

Marius's fingers curl into Freddie's hair, a tight grip that goes straight to Freddie's balls. He shifts a little where he is, trying to relieve some of the pressure between his own thighs as Marius curses in French above him. It makes Freddie's lips curl into a grin, makes his bottom teeth lightly scrape the underside of Marius's shaft.