Marcus has had enough experience now that he knows exactly what he wants to do when Dan comes and the moment he feels it, his eyes close and he groans low in his throat and he swallows, his lips sealed tight around Dan's cock. He loses himself in the sounds Dan is making and in the way his hips jerk and how it feels, the wet heat sliding down his throat as he swallows again, dragging Dan through his orgasm and staying with him for every last moment along the way.

He shivers with desperation, then eases off gently, his lips softening, his grip loosening. Opening his eyes again, Marcus looks up the length of Dan's body as he slowly pulls back, making sure not to overstimulate him as he does. He holds Dan's cock gently in the circle of his hand, but doesn't stroke, and instead presses a kiss to his hip and the nuzzles softly against his skin.

They have all night. He'd said it and he'd meant it. There are so many other places for them to go from here, but for the moment Marcus is deeply content to just hold onto Dan and breathe him in.