Somehow, even in this moment, with Dan half naked and in his lap, Marcus isn't expecting those words, and a throaty groan spills out of him. He very much wants that, wants to take Dan into his bed again, with very different intentions this time. He feels shaky with adrenaline, excited and nervous, and so terribly aroused like he's not sure he's felt in a very long time. This is what Dan does to him.

"We should move," he murmurs. "I'm not expecting Sabrina back any time soon, but I don't want to have to worry about being caught out here." He doesn't want anything to disrupt this time between them, he wants to be entirely focused on Dan.

With another playful squeeze of Dan's ass, Marcus arches his hips again and grins suggestively. "Shall we?"