"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.