Dan hears himself groan before he realizes it's going to happen, and the tips of his ears get pink. "That is," he says, realizing he should share this thought, "maybe the sexiest thing I've heard in my life. You can have-- yeah." He runs his fingertips along Marcus's collarbone. "Just for you," he repeats softly.

He's been feeling like a horny teenager since the first kiss, and probably before that too-- or so he thinks, anyway, allowing that he hadn't been like this as an actual teenager whether it was because he wasn't safe to feel or whether girls weren't doing it for him. It's incredibly different now, and when he has an idea, he acts.

Carefully making sure tea and the sketchbook are safe where they're set aside, he rises and shifts just enough to move into Marcus's lap, a knee on each side of him. "I want," he starts, but instead of finishing the sentence, he takes Marcus's face in both hands and kisses him with intent, with need.