Marius grins into the kiss, leaning in to Jake's hands on his hips as he moves his own to clutch at Jake's face. The kiss is slow, but no less eager for the pace, and Marius finds himself savoring the lack of rush of it all.

He leans in to deepen the kiss, relishing their intimate proximity to one another.

Part of him wants Jake to just tear the towel off of the lower half of his body; the other part of him knows it's better to wait, to not rush what he feels is already promising to be a wonderful evening.

"You must get this all the time," he says when they break for air, voice heavy from kissing. "But you really do look incredible in that uniform."