Marius (
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What spring does with the cherry trees.
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.
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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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?"
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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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"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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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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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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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.
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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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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.
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"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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"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.
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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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"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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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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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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"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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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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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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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."
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For the moment.
He let go once again and bowed his head, taking more of Marius into his mouth now, sucking sharply and running his tongue along the underside of Marius' cock before swirling it around the head and smiling up at Marius.
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"Please," he moans again, breath catching in his throat as he glances at Jake with slightly glazed eyes. "Please, Jake."
And then Jake's mouth is on his cock again, and Marius nearly starts, the sensation and warmth of his mouth sending more feverish sparks running through him. He tangles his hands in Jake's hair, tugging slightly, as his body trembles and his back bows towards Jake, craving more. French curses keep slipping from between his lips, as well as small, whimpering noises and more pleading moans. Jake is rendering him into a mess of flushed skin and gasping noises; he happily sinks into it all.
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He went as far as he could go, went until Marius' cock just touched the back of his throat and then he stayed there, breathing slowly through his nose and letting Marius enjoy the tight fit of his mouth. His tongue moved every so often, slicking its way down the shaft and licking briefly before Jake had to move, sliding his mouth up and taking a breath once he'd pulled off.
"More?" he asked teasingly, grinning. "Or should I stop?"
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"Jake." he moans, voice cracking as he lets out more French curses and his back arches sharply against the bed at the sensation of Jake taking so much of him in his beautiful, warm mouth. His hips jerk a bit at the way Jake's tongue moves against him, and Marius winds up tugging on Jake's hair.
"Please don't stop," he breathes, desperation obvious in his voice.
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So, with another crooked smile, he moved back down, taking Marius into his mouth and sucking lazily. He wasn't in a huge rush and he didn't think he needed to be considering how vividly Marius was reacting. Jake couldn't tell if he was close but, if he wasn't, Jake planned on getting him there with a steady rhythm and the use of his hands on the parts of Marius' cock that he couldn't reach with his mouth.
He even hummed every once in awhile, letting the vibrations flow from his lips to Marius' cock.
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He groans again, moving his hips forward and with Jake's mouth and hands, his voice louder and more strained as he feels his stomach and chest both tighten, a familiar feeling of just dancing along the edge overcoming him the more Jake lavishes his attentions on him.
His body jolts, back bowing sharply, a long moan escaping him, as the vibrations from Jake's mouth run right through him, and he knows he won't last long at all.
"Jake," he pleads, voice raw, almost a whine, as he tries to warn him. "Jake, I'm going to. I'm close."
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He sucked at just the head of Marius' cock, lavishing attention on the head before bobbing down again, taking Marius as far as he could and hollowing his cheeks to provide more friction, more feeling when Marius was already incredibly sensitive.
He ran his thumbs along Marius' thighs, a feather light touch just to add to the sensation that he was already providing, trying to urge Marius to just let his control go and enjoy himself.
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