{ Assuming that this is a dream, because it has to be, gives Marc a lot of leeway as far as just going with it and not overthinking any part of it too much. Assuming that they both remember it at all they can always just put it behind them and forget about it if it ends up feeling too weird at some point, and if not— well, he hasn't let himself get that far ahead yet.
Instead he's thinking about the fact that Steven has absolutely no experience to draw from here, he's not even sure the guy's kissed a girl before, let alone done anything more than that. If there's anything working in his favor it's that he knows what he's dealing with here, physically and otherwise, though putting it in this light makes things different for both of them.
It's not like he has a lot in the way of experience with men to draw on here, he might have experimented some, mostly from finding ways to blow off steam with comrades when all they had was each other, it never occurred to him that he might want this with anyone, but... Steven's an exception to a lot of things already.
As Steven shifts around toward him he lifts a hand to that face, familiar even in the very dim light, and drags his thumb lightly across the man's lower lip. It takes a very slight amount of shifting on his part to gently roll Steven over onto his back, letting him settle in between his legs.
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Instead he's thinking about the fact that Steven has absolutely no experience to draw from here, he's not even sure the guy's kissed a girl before, let alone done anything more than that. If there's anything working in his favor it's that he knows what he's dealing with here, physically and otherwise, though putting it in this light makes things different for both of them.
It's not like he has a lot in the way of experience with men to draw on here, he might have experimented some, mostly from finding ways to blow off steam with comrades when all they had was each other, it never occurred to him that he might want this with anyone, but... Steven's an exception to a lot of things already.
As Steven shifts around toward him he lifts a hand to that face, familiar even in the very dim light, and drags his thumb lightly across the man's lower lip. It takes a very slight amount of shifting on his part to gently roll Steven over onto his back, letting him settle in between his legs.
It feels good to be there, pressed in close. ]
You sure?