What spring does with the cherry trees.

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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 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.

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"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."

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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.

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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."

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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."

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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.

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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.

[gayest_crew]

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?"

[pontmercyfriend]

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."

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"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.

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"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.

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"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.

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"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.

[gayest_crew]

"Overachiever," Jake murmured, pressing the words into Marius' skin and smiling. He flicked his tongue against Marius' nipple once again. He had plans, places to go, things to do but with Marius reacting so nicely to that particular move, Jake decided he'd just stay right here for awhile longer.

He smoothed his tongue back over the area, circling around it and then edging against it with his teeth, never biting down but adding just a little bit of sharpness to go along with the warmth and smoothness of his lips and tongue.

"Wouldn't have guessed that was a sensitive area for you," he grinned, smirking widely. "I won't even make you ask me nicely."

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Marius smiles and flushes at the compliment, glancing down at Jake. "I do try," he says, though, really, he only knows three languages from his stint as a translator back in Paris, when he especially needed money for rent and food. It's nice to have his knowledge and language skills appreciated, regardless. Especially when that appreciation is pressed into his skin by a warm mouth and tongue, sending little tremors throughout the rest of Marius' body.

He moans again as Jake concentrates on that particular part of his chest, arching his back into the press of his mouth and teeth. He lets out another string of curses in French, voice a little ragged, and his hands clutch into Jake's hair.

"You're a saint," he retorts, grinning himself.

[gayest_crew]

"I think you're feeling particularly biased right now," Jake said, sounding pleased. He knew that he was good when it came to bedroom activities but really, who didn't like to hear their skills being praised? Who didn't like to make someone enjoy themselves while they were underneath you?

"Thank you, though," he added after a moment. "I do try. I'm sure you'll think even better of me in just a moment."

He pressed up into Marius' hands, soaking in the pleasure that someone's hands in his hair provided before giving Marius' nipple another suck and lick. He tilted his head up and smiled and then started moving slowly down, lips against Marius' ribs and then down his hips, licking over the various bumps of bone that he came over.

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"Maybe just a bit," Marius admits, his nose scrunching with his smile. "But can you blame me? You're very much blessing me with the divine. Or something like it." He soothes his hands a bit in Jake's hair, rubbing circles against the soft strands.

"Is that so?" He asks, quirking an eyebrow in his direction.

He gasps again at the attention to his nipple, hands tightening in Jake's hair. And then Jake's moving down his body with kisses, hot against his skin. Marius shifts against the sheets, pressing closer to Jake's lips, more French epithets spilling from between his lips.

"Your mouth is a miracle," he manages to breathe out as Jake licks the jut of his bones.

[gayest_crew]

"You are going to inflate my ego a previously unheard of size if you keep this up," Jake murmured, paying some more focused attention to the sharpness of Marius' hipbone and how that contrasted to the softness of his skin.

Wicked smile on his face, he arched an eyebrow and added, "You're going to inflate my ego and other things. Which means you should keep going and so should I so I can make sure you're...inflated too."

Using that word so much made him laugh but that didn't stop him from continuing his journey, lips ending up on the top of Marius' thigh and moving slowly inward.

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"That doesn't sound like a complaint," Marius points out, breath catching a bit as he presses his hips forward for Jake's benefit, relishing the attention placed there.

"Hmm," he agrees, waggling his eyebrows in amusement. "Well, I can tell you that your talents alone have me very much rising to the occasion, so to speak. I can only hope I can cause you to do the same."

It's the sort of banter Marius enjoys; ridiculous puns and innuendo. He laughs himself, his head thrown back against the pillows. Well, until Jake winds up at the top of his thigh, creeping slowly inward.

He gasps, both thighs tensing as well as his stomach as Jake moves closer to were he wants him to be. His hands tangle more firmly in Jake's hair.

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"Yes, I can see someone's definitely been doing some rising," Jake murmured, looking over to the evidence of Marius' arousal. It pleased Jake to see that, know that he'd been the cause and would further be the reason why Marius eventually got off.

He didn't know how long he could keep up this slow and steady process but he was enjoying himself right now. It was fun to feel Marius' reactions even if they spurred his own arousal and he had to stop himself from grinding down against his bed.

"Feels like someone wants something more," Jake breathed, glancing up at Marius for a second before moving a little more comfortably between his legs. He nudged Marius' legs apart to give himself space and then leaned down, wrapping a hand around Marius and stroking just once.

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"With your great skills, of course," Marius murmurs, running his hands through Jake's hair and across every patch of skin he can reach at this angle.

He's happy to continue at whatever pace Jake would like, but he can also feel need and desire both coursing through him with greater insistence, every passing moment. He can feel his own thighs shaking, a little bit.

He spreads his legs further to help give Jake enough room, his entire chest tensing as he watches him. "Yes, please, I, oh," he groans, whatever words he planned on saying next dissolving into another string of French cursing at the sensation of Jake's hand wrapped around him. He arches his hips forward into Jake's hand, seeking more of the warm pleasure it provides.

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"Making someone babble in another language might be the biggest compliment I've ever gotten," Jake murmured, smiling crookedly. Marius' reaction meant he wasn't about to stop now. His first few strokes had been slightly tentative to see what Marius liked but now that he had an idea, he firmed his grip and passed a thumb over the head, stroking lightly and lightly and then a little harder, varying the pressure to make sure he didn't start expecting something.

"Let's see what else I might be able to do," he continued, smile turning into a wicked smirk as he kept stroking, stopping every so often just to press and drag the pads of his fingers against the hard, silky skin. He even moaned in pleasure, fighting off the urge to touch himself for the moment.

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"Well, if you keep up what you're doing, you'll receive many, many more compliments of a similar size," Marius manages to laugh as he replies, a breathless, ragged sound gasped out between moans and more babbling in another language.

His entire body trembles as he shifts against the sheets, moving his hips into Jake's grip as his hands clasp desperately at whatever of Jake he can reach. All the while, little noises and French curse words of varying degrees of coherence fall from between his lips, along with attempts at Jake's name. Jake keeps him guessing at how he'll touch him next, keeping him on his toes, which only further arouses him.

"Whatever you want," he manages to pant out. And, God, that smirk and the way he drags the press of his fingers down him. Marius whimpers a bit at the sight and the sensation, the way they both send jolts throughout him. He feels a little wrecked already, and Jake's only just started touching him.

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"You are reactive," Jake noted, filing that away for later. Now that he knew, he planned on using it to his advantage during this and any future encounters Jake might be lucky to have with Marius. He licked his lips, shifting around a bit to kneel in between Marius' legs.

He twisted his wrist, keeping up that friction and pressure on Marius until Jake was in the position he wanted to be in. He flicked a glance up at Marius, taking in how good he looked when he was coming apart at the seams. Jake hadn't really gotten started (that was coming in the next second) but Marius was already beautiful and flushed on his bed.

With a quick smirk, Jake leaned down and licked over the head of Marius' cock, tasting and letting Marius react to what he was planning on doing now.

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"Yes, quite," Marius admits, flushing more, though his face is already quite covered in shades of pink and red as it is. He knows his reactions sometimes catch people by surprise, but as someone who's never been able to hide how he feels, being so reactive, as Jake puts it, feels only natural to himself. He couldn't imagine not reacting with such intensity, truly.

He can feel Jake shifting between his legs at the same time he twists his wrists. The friction from both movements sets off more sparks within him, and he keeps thrusting his hips forward, into Jake's hand, and trembling against the sheets for more, all the while letting out little noises of wanting and pleasure.

He curses loudly in French as Jake leans over to lick over his cock, body arching sharply against the bed in response. "Jake," he moans, still trembling and clutching at the other man as need shoots through him. "Please."