pontmercyfriend | 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.

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Marius tries to find a witty response, but aroused as he is, nerves fluttering and his thoughts a wreckage of wanting, he only manages to mumble a string of incoherent phrases, a verbal cocktail of English, French, and German, in response.

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."

Jake didn't pull off, not wanting to let Marius get any sort of relief from what he was doing. To reassure him, he rubbed his thighs, letting him know that it was okay, he was okay and if Marius needed to come, Jake wasn't going to be going anywhere.

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.

Marius feels his pleasure building with each brush of Jake's hands against his thighs, from assuring rubs to gentle touches of his fingers. Each sensation shoots straight through him, along with the beautiful warmth of Jake's mouth, and all of the sensations it inspires in turn.

His legs start to clench, and the movements of his hips grow jerkier, faster, and steady in lacking grace. He clings to what he can reach of Jake's hair, his breath coming hard and fast between noises of pleasure and strings of curse words.

"Jake," he manages just before his orgasm strikes, his back arching and his hips shuddering along with the rest of him. He keens, holding onto Jake for dear life, essentially.

Jake knew what his name in that tone of voice meant. He knew that Marius was about to finally lose his grip on the control he'd had and Jake encouraged it, sucking and licking even quicker.

He pulled off until the head of Marius' cock was in his mouth and that's where he was when Marius came. Having known it was coming, Jake wasn't surprised by the sudden warmth and tackiness coating his tongue and throat. He swallowed quickly, rubbing Marius' thighs to help him come down from his orgasm.

Once he was sure Marius was mostly done, he pulled off, gave his cock one last lick and then smirked lazily up at Marius.

Marius is torn between letting his eyes fall shut and keeping his gaze firmly on Jake as he rides out his orgasm. In the end, he compromises, catching sight of Jake and his clever, lovely mouth in between periods of his eyes fluttering closed from the sheer pleasure of it all.

His chest heaves as he comes down, his body quaking a bit still, as he struggles to catch his breath, eyes falling to that smirk on Jake's face from below.

He lets out another string of French curses, just for good measure. "Dieu, that was amazing," he gasps out, watching Jake with obvious fondness.

"Why thank you," Jake said, preening a bit before straightening up and sitting back on his heels between Marius' legs. He licked his lips, wiped his mouth just to make sure he'd gotten everything and then sat there, watching Marius recover. While he loved the whole act of sex, he really enjoyed the aftermath, watching someone roll around in their afterglow and look completely sated.

"Always good to hear that after a first time blowjob," he said before amending, "First time between you and I. That's definitely not the first time I've ever given one. Won't be the last either."

He grinned and crawled up towards Marius, dropping a light kiss on his forehead. "Probably not the last one between you and I either."

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.

"You look like you're pretty well satisfied," Jake remarked, pleased with the sight and pleased with himself. He didn't doubt his skills but it was still an ego boost to see the affect of his skills so plainly

He settled down beside Marius, stroking a hand up and down his chest and sighing. "You don't have to do anything right now, mate. Take a rest, get your bearings back. I'm pretty sure I'm not gonna calm down anytime soon so you've got time."

He leaned in closer and pressed a kiss against Marius' jaw, nuzzling a bit. "Wouldn't want you to strain yourself while you bask and stretch yourself out on my bed. I'm completely good with waiting and staring at you."

"I am very, very satisfied, thank you," Marius agrees, smiling brightly as he turns to face Jake next to him. He savors the hand moving up and down his chest, letting out a long, soft sigh.

He leans into the kiss to his jaw and Jake nuzzling him there, letting his own hands wander to soothe down Jake's hair and neck, onto his back. His breathing still hitches occasionally, but he's also languid and entirely comfortable. He nuzzles against Jake's head himself, pressing a kiss to the top of his head.

"That's very kind of you," he says, grateful. He's more used to the rush and bustle of lovemaking, these days. To be able to take things slow like this is truly a pleasure, especially with someone as kind and as lovely as Jake.

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