pontmercyfriend | What spring does with the cherry trees.

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jake vickers,
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What spring does with the cherry trees.

Marius can't quite believe he's taking one of the most embarrassing experiences of his life as inspiration for a date, of sorts, but here he is. Jake had texted him a date and time, and so Marius made preparations. He'd headed out a couple of hours before the end of Jake's shift, stopping first to pick up the promised wine from his work. He'd also stopped for a box of chocolates and any other supplies they might need because it seemed like the right thing to do. Plus, who could argue against chocolate and wine?

He'd found Jake's apartment unlocked, as promised. He'd put the chocolates and wine on the table, grabbing two glasses out of the cabinet in the process, placing them next the wine. He'd taken a few moments to study Jake's apartment, noting how Jake hadn't been kidding when he mentioned not having much in his flat. Still, in spite of that, Marius got a sense for Jake in the place.

He'd lounged a bit, reading a book he brought with him. An hour before he figured Jake to be due home, Marius made his way into the shower, figuring the wetter he was, the better the effect on Jake. He took his time, luxuriated beneath the hot water. He'd let the soap sink into his skin and lathered the shampoo into his hair. By the time he'd stepped out of the shower, grabbing a towel to wrap around himself, his hair looked a bit like a bird's nest.

So now he waits for Jake to come home, having already poured two glasses of the wine he brought. He reads on the floor of the living room, dressed in nothing but the towel, as promised. He lets out a contented sigh, smiling to himself. He anticipates the look on Jake's face, his smile brightening. The edge of the towel slides low on his hips.

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"I was very concerned," Marius says, grinning wide. He leans into Jake's touch while his own hands wander, curious and eager for the warm skin beneath them. His eyes and smile both brighten as Jake's hands slip lower; there's just barely an inch of space between them now, and Marius means to savor every moment of this lack of space.

"You should keep touching, anyway," he says before stealing another kiss. "Just in case." He keeps his body pressed as close to Jake as he can, craving as much of the skin-on-skin contact as he can get.

"And you should lose these," Marius says, breathing harshly close to Jake's mouth as he moves his hands to tug at his pants. "Because, as you say, really fucking hot."

"Oh, I plan on losing these," Jake promised, breathing into Marius' mouth and trying to decide between kissing him again and standing back and finally getting a look at him. Eventually, the curiosity and anticipation win out and Jake leaned in, giving him one more kiss before stepping back a bit to take Marius and all that nakedness in.

"Bloody hell," he mumbled, sighing raggedly. It was far from the first naked man he'd seen but the sight never got old. It set something off that was electric inside of him and he could feel himself getting hard at just the sight.

He licked his lips, eyes dipping down and then up again. "Very nice. Stay there. You get to watch me to take my pants off."

"Good," Marius manages just as Jake leans in for another kiss, a kiss Marius lingers in as Jake pulls back to look at him. Still slightly shy, even after all this time, he blushes a bit, chewing on his lip.

But he's ultimately pleased by Jake's reaction; his pleasure growing more obvious the longer Jake stares. He can feel his gaze set every nerve alight, sparking through his veins. His breath catches a bit in his throat.

"You don't want any help with those?" He asks, voice ragged as his own gaze falls to Jake's pants. It's devastating, only being able to watch. Marius misses the close press of their bodies, though he knows it's worth it to be able to watch Jake strip the last vestige of fabric separating them.

"Nope," Jake said, drawing the word out and watching how Marius reacted to that. Jake had been torturing himself by not looking and now that he could look, he was going to torture them both in an entirely different way.

Jake licked his lips before his hands dropped to the waist of his pants and pushed, lowering inch by inch. He got his pants down his hips enough to expose his hipbones but he stopped before going lower, before letting Marius see it all.

"Want more?" he asked knowing that Marius did but unable to resist being a little playful. "Or less? Add clothes or take them off?"

Marius gulps, his hands twitching a bit against his upper legs as he stares at Jake with obvious wanting. To not be able to touch him is a torment, but one that he finds he enjoys, the anticipation building in his stomach.

His eyes glaze over as they follow the movement of Jake's tongue on his lips, breath catching in his throat. His gaze moves down and he moans a little, at the sight of Jake pushing down his pants, just a little. The sight of his hipbones, seemingly innocent, strikes him as especially erotic in that moments. His toes curl a bit into the floor.

"Yes, more," he says, breathless. "I mean, less, less clothing."

"Oh, you're really bloody lucky you corrected yourself or I might have just put my shirt on to be a prick," Jake said with a quiet laugh. It would have been sad and he would have hated it but he was in a playful, teasing mood tonight so he would have done it just to see the look on Marius' face.

Lucky for them both that didn't have to happen.

So, with a sly smirk, Jake finally just pushed his pants the rest of the way down, letting them pool at his feet. He stood there for just a second, letting Marius get a good look before bending down, picking up the pants and tossing them aside.

"Better?"

Marius blinks for a moment, trying to process the words through his mind, fogged with desire and lust. He manages to laugh himself a moment later, once he realizes what it is Jake's said. "That would have been tragic," he says, shaking his head and all the more grateful to have Jake standing before him nearly naked now.

Finally, Jake rids himself of his last remaining bit of clothing. Marius' eyes widen, and heat makes itself known throughout his body, from the flush of his face to the tightening of his stomach.

"Much," he manages, letting his gaze linger and drink in the sight of Jake fully naked. "Am I allowed to touch you now?"

"It would be really bloody cruel of me to say no, wouldn't it?" Jake asked, deciding to torture the both of them for a second longer. Jake ran a hand down the center of his chest, tracing a thumb along his hip before he wrapped a hand loosely around himself. He wasn't completely hard but he knew he'd get there soon and touching himself would help.

It would also give Marius a nice little thing to watch. "But, I'm not bloody cruel so yeah, please touch me before I go out of my mind. Touch me as much as you want."

He would gladly give Marius a show but he wanted more than just jerking himself off in front of the other man.

Marius tries to reply; he winds up letting out a low, strangled noise instead at the sight of Jake moving a hand down his body, pausing at his hip before grabbing himself.

"Thank God," he manages to mumble, before striding over and pressing himself against Jake. He pulls the other man in flush against him, stealing another kiss, slow and messy. He lets his hands wander, low and desperate, clutching at all the bare skin he can reach.

"You're so attractive," he murmurs against Jake's lips. "And God you feel so good." He leans in again for another kiss, unable to help himself.

"I bet you're only saying that because I'm naked," Jake teased, laughing into the kiss that Marius was reaching for. He looped his arms around Marius' waist, trying to make that skin to skin contact even more thorough. He wanted to grind against Marius, get that friction that his body was desiring but he continued to hold back, hold off for a little while longer.

"But, so are you, mate," Jake murmured, pulling back from the kiss because he wanted to get his hands in Marius' hair. He felt the soft strands wrap around his fingers and he just marveled at that for a second before he gave Marius' hair a little tug and bent his head, mouthing at the exposed bit of neck that tug had provided him.

"You're attractive with clothes on too, you know," Marius teases right back, giggling against Jake's own laughter as they kiss. He keeps his hands wandering all over Jake's skin, delighting in the heat and feel of it beneath his curious fingers, all the while leaning into the feeling of Jake's arms around his waist. "But yes, maybe a little bit."

"Now you're just saying that because I'm naked." He smiles and his eyelids flutter, very much pleased by Jake calling him attractive. It's difficult sometimes, still, for Marius to think that anyone could find him attractive. But Jake makes him feel attractive, with all his teasing and his words. Marius appreciates him very much for it.

He groans at the hand in his hair, savoring the way Jake's hand tugs at it a bit to get him to bend his neck. His own hands clench in the skin of Jake's shoulders as he mouths at his neck, leaning back a bit to give him more room.

"I am absolutely saying that because you're naked," Jake agreed, nipping sharply at Marius' neck and then pressing a smile against the skin there. He had no qualms about admitting that he found Marius attractive while he was free of his clothes. He found Marius attractive in his clothes too but this was a whole other level and one he intended to enjoy thoroughly.

His own hands started to wander, finding their way out of Marius' hair and moving down his back and over his ass. That's where they stayed for the moment, kneading and cupping just to get a feel for the area. Jake also wanted to see where Marius was sensitive, where he liked being touched and sure, he could have just asked but exploring through touch was so much more fun.

"I appreciate the honesty," Marius replies with a mixture of a groan and a laugh at the nip to his neck. "As attractive as the rest of you." He smiles himself, leaning into nuzzle against the side of Jake's face and whatever else of his skin he can reach from here.

He leans into Jake's touch as his hands wander from his hair to his back to his ass. His touch is warm in its exploration, as well as thorough; Marius' breath hitches and he presses forward eagerly, body shivering a bit, with each time Jake's hands knead over particularly susceptible areas on his ass.

Marius lets his own hands meander from Jake's shoulders down his back, wanting the same exploration for himself. "I suppose this is the part where you tell me you're a hands on learner?" He asks, eyes bright and twinkling.

"I'm a hands on everything," Jake answered, giving his eyebrows an exaggerated waggle before lightly smacking Marius' ass and laughing. He brought his hands back up Marius' back, letting his fingers bump over Marius' spine and humming the entire way. Eventually, he carded his fingers back through his hair and then down his cheeks and lower until his fingers brushed over the nipples he'd been staring at since Jake had gotten home.

"I hope that's not a problem," he added, knowing that it wasn't, not when Marius had been letting him touch since the towel and Jake's own clothes had come off. "I just don't know how I'll be able to restrain myself if you'd rather I look but not touch. I'll manage but I'll be sad."

Marius laughs right back, tossing his head back a little. He jumps a bit at the smack to his ass, but he can't say that he minds it. There's a playfulness to Jake and his touches that adds to the sheer joy of this sort of intimacy; Marius means to bask in it as long as he can.

He leans into the way Jake moves his hands up his spine and back into his hair, savoring every bump of skin against skin. His own hands roam across the expanse of Jake's body, taking in the softness of what they can reach.

He gasps as Jake's fingers brush against his nipples, leaning into the touch, seeking more of it.

"Touch me all you like, please," he says, his words an exhale. "Trust me, it's not a problem at all." He moves his own hands to Jake's ass and squeezes, teasing. He leans into steal another kiss, finding himself needing the press of their lips together as much as Jake's hands on him.

Even if Jake couldn't give his appreciation for Marius' permission (not that he thought Marius would deny him the right to touch), he was going to express his enjoyment by deepening that kiss and settling his hands back on Marius' ass, kneading once again. He couldn't seem to stop touching him, familiarizing himself with Marius' skin and how soft and warm it was right now.

He pulled back from the kiss and moved his hands away from Marius' ass only to take his hands and start walking backwards.

"Bedroom," he said roughly, licking his lips. "While I wouldn't mind doing all kinds of nasty things to you on the floor of my living room, the bed's more comfortable. Less of a chance for rug burn in bad spots too."

Marius groans into Jake's mouth as their kiss deepens, pressing himself firmly against the hands once again kneading at his ass. His own hands are grasping and tugging everywhere, drinking in Jake's skin through his own exploring fingers.

He's gasping for breath by the time Jake pulls apart from their kiss, though he's quick and eager to take Jake's hands, walking with him towards his bedroom.

"Yes," he agrees with a nod, thrumming with energy and desire both at Jake's words. "Good plan. I like the lack of rug burn in bad spots."

Jake leaned in and gave Marius a quick, firm kiss before finally backing away from him. He'd gotten somewhat aroused during their makeout session and he was shameless in letting Marius see the effect he was having.

HE gave his eyebrows a waggle before turning around and gesturing Marius with him. "This way. Not sure if you went exploring when you were here without me but hopefully my bedroom doesn't look too bad."

It was sparse but clean. He'd washed his sheets, made his bed and cleaned up in anticipation of this. Once he was in said bedroom, he backed up until his knees were against the edge of the bed and waited for Marius to join him.

Marius grins, savoring the quick kiss for as long as he's able, before Jake pulls away. His gaze falls to where he can clearly see the effect of their kissing, and his face flushes further. He knows that he himself is also very much unable to hide the way Jake's effected him as well; he has to wonder how he has any blood left at all to blush, but here he is.

He chuckles at the eyebrow waggle, following Jake into his bedroom. "I did pry, just a little," he admits with a sheepish grin as they enter the room. "Curiosity and all that."

The bedroom seems suited to Jake, sparse yet clean. Marius likes it very much, especially now that Jake's in said room, up against the bed. He joins Jake a moment later, pressing forward so that they both fall over and onto the mattress, Marius landing on top of Jake.

"So," he says, glancing down at him with a mischievous smile. "What was all that about nasty things?" He leans in to kiss Jake again before he has the chance to answer.

Jake fell back onto the mattress with a laugh, luxuriating in the feel of another body on top of his. He leaned up and licked at Marius' bottom lip, getting his hands right back in Marius' hair and tugging lightly. He had all sorts of ideas about nasty things but kissing, in his mind, was a priority so he wasn't going to pull away just to talk. He was going to deepen the kiss and wrap a leg around Marius' waist, grinding up against him.

Eventually, he did have to take a breath and he let his head fall back onto the bed, smiling widely.

"I'm not sure if you want to know about the nasty things," he laughed, shaking his head. "I think you just want me to show you, yeah? Actions speak louder than words?"

Marius is coming to really enjoy and appreciate the sound of Jake's laughter, the way it seems to brighten his whole face. He sinks into the kiss and the way Jake's hands find their way back into his hair, tugging a bit. He groans into Jake's mouth, pressing their bodies together and soaking up the heat and friction from between their two bodies. He grinds right back down against Jake, moving a hand to soothe down the leg wrapped around his waist.

He's smiling himself by the time they part for air, watching Jake beneath him with sparkling eyes and a crinkled nose.

"That they do," Marius admits with a laugh himself. "I'm a lawyer; I should know."

"Lawyers are also quite good with words too, aren't they?" Jake asked, slowing himself down so he could take a moment to just enjoy this. It hadn't been so long since he'd last been with anyone but the last time had been quick and fast whereas this was anything but. He thought he deserved to enjoy it a bit.

"Which means that at some point, I should just make you talk about all the things that might be up in your pretty head," he said, tapping Marius' temple and grinning lazily.

The laziness didn't last because Jake then used the leg around Marius' waist and his own strength to roll them until Marius was beneath him and Jake could press his lips against Marius' neck, slowly moving south.

"Yes, we are," Marius agrees with a nod. His lips quirk into a knowing smile. "We have quite a complicated relationship with them, mainly in that our livelihood quite depends on our command of them. And speaking as someone who speaks out of his ass quite often, I know for a fact we either say too much or too little." He shakes his head, enjoying the slowness of the pace between them. There's something unhurried about all of this, which he quite appreciates.

He blushes at being called pretty, leaning down to nuzzle a bit against Jake's face. "Well, with flattery like that, I'm sure you could get me talking all you like. Maybe in multiple languages, if you'd like."

He laughs as Jake flips them, head falling back against the pillow. His laughter soon fades to breathy moans at the lips against his neck. He tilts his head to grant Jake better access, lets his hands wander across Jake's back.

"Multiple languages?" Jake asked, stopping his descent down Marius' body to look up at him, clear interest on his face. "Now, that is an incentive to try and get you to talk and talk and talk."

He'd never really known anyone who could speak fluently in any language but English. He'd heard broken French and some passable Spanish but listening to someone talk in any other language held a certain type of allure that Jake hadn't known he enjoyed.

"Well, tell me what I have to do to make that happen and I'll do it," Jake murmured, smiling down at Marius before resuming his slow process of pressing his kisses down his body. He got to one of Marius' nipples and nipped at it, unable to help himself.

"Yes," Marius confirms with a nod and a small smile. He's used to people being interested in his accent from his work at Tintern Abbey. Many a tip has been gotten or increased with just the proper application of a charming French phrase or two.

But there is something especially genuine in Jake's interest, or so it seems to Marius, that he can't help but be especially charmed by such fascination. "French, English, and German, to be exact."

He presses up into the kisses Jake places down his body, savoring the warmth of them as he shivers a bit. "Keep doing that," he says, gasping a bit.

He shudders, lets out a moan and a string of French curses at Jake's bite to a particularly sensitive area of his body. "And that," he manages, chest heaving a bit.

Edited 2017-05-02 00:07 (UTC)

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