Marius's kiss is almost teasing, wide mouth stretched in a grin as he presses in close to whisper his lips against Freddie's. And Freddie grins right back, meeting the touch eagerly, pulling away only enough to let Marius continue speaking and biting back a groan when Marius's own hand turns a bit more intent down between his thighs.

He arches his hips slightly, pressing into the touch, gaze not leaving the glint of humour sparkling in Marius's eyes.

"It is a very nice mouth," he concedes with a soft laugh, the sound of it melting away beneath the next press of Marius's lips. He hums into the kiss, sneaks his tongue in for a better taste as he curls his hand more firmly around Marius's soft length. He squeezes then, more a promise than any real act of intent just yet and closes his eyes. It's a good feeling, this. Nice and warm and comfortable. Marius might be the romantic sort, but he isn't overbearing in a way Freddie's certainly seen before. He's tentative, nervous about things attachment in a way Freddie himself recognizes all too well.

Maybe it's a good fit in that way, maybe they can both get exactly what they want from this, even if it's only this one more night.