They're getting undressed, they both want this, but still Marcus hesitates for a moment before sliding his hand between their bodies. It's as if he's waiting for permission, waiting for Dan to tell him it's okay, but everything about the sounds he's making and the way his hips are moving make it clear enough. His palm slips between them, pressing against that hard length of Dan's cock and he groans again at the very feel of it against his palm. Even through the denim, Dan is hot against his hand and Marcus feels helplessly frozen, wanting to touch, wanting to get his mouth on Dan.

Wanting everything.

He presses a kiss under the edge of Dan's jaw, then against his throat before he glances down between them. Both their jeans are snug enough that he can see they're hard and the visual does something more to him. His fingers go to the button on Dan's jeans and he glances up again, seeking permission.

"Is it okay?" he asks in a low, breathless voice. "Tell me it's okay."