Marius grins, watching Jake preen as he gathers his senses against the pillows. His breath lays heavy in his chest, a lingering pressure from the intensity of the pleasure he's just so enjoyed. If he closes his eyes again, Marius suspects he'll see stars, glowing and spinning, apt to make him dizzy from their height.

He brings a hand to caress Jake's face, down to his neck, slow, soothing strokes as he watches him.

"I'm sure," he murmurs, sated and content in the moment.

He smiles, savoring the gentleness of the kiss to his forehead. "I should hope not," he replies, his smile growing teasing, now. He keeps his gaze on Jake, leans up to kiss him on the mouth. "What do you need from me?" He asks, wondering if Jake wants him to reciprocate or if he has something else in mind. Marius is happy to oblige him, no matter what.