Everything about this morning would suggest if Dan has been doing things just like this, there hadn't been a thing wrong in the world. Marcus doesn't want to think about other times, though, other women, not because he's jealous, but because this is their time now. Whatever they've had in both their pasts, it doesn't matter. Not when they're together.

But he can't say any of this. His mouth falls open, a groan slipping out of him at the feel of Dan's fingers pressing inside of him. He's had Dan inside him before, but not like this, not anything like this. Both are amazing, but in very different ways, and Marcus can feel this body making room for Dan, adjusting for him. Wanting him.

"God," he breathes, his back arching, thighs spreading. Inviting Dan in further. "Yes, Dan, I- please."