"I readily volunteer myself for this task whenever you need someone to help warm you up," Marius assures him, smiling against the kiss.

He laughs and steals another long, drawn out kiss as Jake tugs on the towel. He wriggles a bit, helping to get the fabric loose. "I promise, there's only skin between me and this towel."

He groans into the next kiss as he feels Jake pull the towel clean off, falling into a pile at their feet. He moves his arms to wrap around Jake's neck, pressing himself flush against him, nakedness and all. He pulls back just a little, just enough to retain some ounce of coherence in order to speak. "See? Can you feel it? Nothing at all."