Any smart response Marcus might have had is gone the very second Dan's mouth is on him and he gasps, feeling something the likes of which he's never felt before. Marcus has certainly known pleasure, he thinks he's incredibly lucky with just how much he's known, given the way his life had begun, but there's been nothing at all like this.

There's a surge of heat that floods through him, rushes through his entire body and he arches up against Dan's mouth, completely unashamed. He's felt pleasure, certainly, but he's never felt freedom with anyone like this before. Marcus doesn't even think, he just does, he lets his body do whatever it wants.

And it wants more of Dan. His fingers card through Dan's hair and holds tight, pressing himself to Dan's lips, to his tongue, silently begging for more.