Even though Dan can confirm in so many ways how much Marcus wants him, he doesn't think he'll get tired of finding it out in some new way, and that groan would have him weak in the knees if he were standing. He's never been one to say things like this, either, but there's something enormously freeing in it too.

Dan grins down at Marcus, pushing into his hands, his hips. "Yeah. Take me to bed?"

It's been such a long time coming. He climbs off Marcus's lap, making no effort to hide how hard he is, and holds out a hand.