"I hope so," Dan breathes, kissing him back and taking in such an avalanche of feelings that he's sure his heart will burst at any moment. "I want you so fucking much, I swear I'd find you anywhere, I would, I--"

Thankfully, his hands have learned to undress them both on autopilot, and they're making quick work of their clothes, which are simple enough.

"I'm getting the lube," he says, an important enough message to break his litany, "get yourself positioned like that for me, okay? I'll come back and open you up." He presses his mouth to Marcus's bare shoulder.