Freddie finds that spot inside rather easily, grinning wide at Marius's delightful reaction. He's so responsive is the thing, writhing and moaning with every touch, and all of it going straight to Freddie's cock. Marius still hasn't managed to find the condoms, but Freddie supposes he can't be blamed given that Freddie is being rather distracting. And delighting in that task, of course.

"S'pose you should work on focusing then," he remarks with a teasing grin, slowly pumping two fingers within the heat of Marius's body. It's a tight fit and he goes slow until Marius gradually begins to loosen. He slides his other hand up the soft skin of Marius's inner thigh.

It might be a bit much to make Marius come like this so soon after making him come with his mouth so Freddie slows his hand soon enough, slipping his fingers free before giving him a playful slap to the hip as he shifts his weight and reaches for the drawer himself.

Whatever Santa had provided the holiday lube, has also provided holiday condoms, it seems, as Freddie pulls out a string of red and green foil packets. They're all the same size which seems a bit limiting, but they appear they'll fit and Freddie tugs off one, dropping the packet onto Marius's chest with a wide grin as he deposits the rest back into the drawer. "Do the honors," he says, his knees pressed right up against Marius's sides as he slides a hand over his cock, keeping himself hard. Keeping himself ready.