"Mmm," Freddie hums, gaze dropping briefly to watch the way his fingers graze over Marius's smooth, freckled skin. He can feel Marius shiver under the touch, feel the catch of his breath as Freddie nears a nipple. He doesn't pinch or even tweak, but he does pause there, circling the nub as he lifts his gaze to Marius's once more.

There's more yet that Marius isn't saying, Freddie knows. But there's more Freddie isn't saying either and that isn't likely to change.

Still, he's curious and he drags a single finger down the center of Marius's chest, arching just a bit against the feel of Marius's finger on his own skin, the gentle little patterns he's drawing there. "Was it a bad break-up then?" he asks, well aware it's not really any of his business at all. But then, he did have his dick in Marius's arse only moments agao; they're a bit past exchanging mere pleasantries at this point.