[It's what Steven's-- here for, right? To hopefully make things better for Marc, to help him out. Show him it's... okay to open up, to be a little bit vulnerable. Or maybe that's a pretty lie he's telling himself because he thrills under Marc's attention and the way he cares about him.
Marc's-- handsome and charming and protective. He looks at Steven like he's-- someone special and precious. He gave up paradise to come back for him, like an absolute bloody fool. How can Steven not be head over heels for that?
And he likes to think that it does help Marc in a way. It's not hard to notice the way he returns those touches, how much he seems to appreciate touch and affection, how much effort he puts in for Steven to be just that much more open.
Not that it's all just affection right now. There's a noise when Marc's hands grip at him in a way that sends want coiling through him. He lets out a soft noise. It's-- definitely not easy to be as vocal when this isn't a text. He can't reword everything fifty times before sending it. Marc can see him flush and fuss and attempt to not panic over whether he's coming off like an absolute knobhead instead of a suave or sexy.
For someone who's generally full of words, who can chat all day, Steven fumbles a bit here. Instead, he takes some time to kiss along Marc's jaw, to nuzzle in against his neck.]
I was thinking-- um. [There's a careful, tentative rake of teeth somewhere along Marc's neck.]
I would like to... ride you, yeah? In my pocket-- I brought some stuff from the bedroom. [Because it would be bloody awful to have to get up in the middle for lube, right? Right.]
[ Marc knows that eventually Steven's going to get the hang of this, of them, just like he is, and he probably won't be as prone to fumble and stutter whenever he's not fully preoccupied in a heated moment, but that's never bothered him. It's just one of those things that Steven does that's just sweet when he knows how damn genuine the man behind it is, and now even when he does chuckle or roll his eyes it's only with affection, he knows that if he's patient Steven will get around to it.
And Steven's patient with him and his introversion, reciprocating isn't actually hard. Not since they got to know each other better, more than ever lately. He can't even begin to describe how it feels, to not have that loneliness constantly weighing him down.
Besides, he likes knowing that he's said or done something that gets Steven worked up in a good way, and he's absolutely encouraging him to keep talking, despite sometimes saying that Steven could stand to talk less. That doesn't apply here. ]
Do you like it when I tell you how good that feels? [ Riding him, that is, but he's also liking Steven's mouth on his neck, if the way he's tipping his head for it is any indication. And since Steven's got the same idea he had it's too tempting to resist turning that slight friction between them into a slow roll of his hips, just enough to press the hard length of his arousal right between Steven's legs. ] You don't have to be embarrassed about it if you like the dirty talk too.
[ Or if it doesn't do a lot for him, that's good to know. ]
[Marc is so much more hopeful than Steven is, then. He's not sure he'll ever get the hang of it. He'll certainly never be as smooth as Marc Spector. But that's okay, because Marc seems to like it, and that's the important bit. If he wants him, then Steven is glad to fumble his way through the awkwardness and eat up all the affection he can get out of Marc. Those little moments make everything worth it --
And oh, this is nice too.
The way Marc offers his neck up for Steven's eager exploration, the way he moves and arches beneath him. He's nowhere near as charming or handsome as the man beneath him, similar looks or no, and it's... beyond flattering to know he's wanted in so many ways by him. The proof is shown in so many ways, but especially the hard length pressed up against him that makes his breath hitch. He pauses as he debates how to answer that.
But Marc tells him not to be embarrassed--]
I always love hearing you talk. [That's the simple truth of it. Marc doesn't do it all that often and hearing his voice? Oh, but it's very welcome. He shifts up to press another lingering kiss to Marc's lips.]
And I like knowing how good I make you feel. [He murmurs with as much confidence as he can muster.]
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Marc's-- handsome and charming and protective. He looks at Steven like he's-- someone special and precious. He gave up paradise to come back for him, like an absolute bloody fool. How can Steven not be head over heels for that?
And he likes to think that it does help Marc in a way. It's not hard to notice the way he returns those touches, how much he seems to appreciate touch and affection, how much effort he puts in for Steven to be just that much more open.
Not that it's all just affection right now. There's a noise when Marc's hands grip at him in a way that sends want coiling through him. He lets out a soft noise. It's-- definitely not easy to be as vocal when this isn't a text. He can't reword everything fifty times before sending it. Marc can see him flush and fuss and attempt to not panic over whether he's coming off like an absolute knobhead instead of a suave or sexy.
For someone who's generally full of words, who can chat all day, Steven fumbles a bit here. Instead, he takes some time to kiss along Marc's jaw, to nuzzle in against his neck.]
I was thinking-- um. [There's a careful, tentative rake of teeth somewhere along Marc's neck.]
I would like to... ride you, yeah? In my pocket-- I brought some stuff from the bedroom. [Because it would be bloody awful to have to get up in the middle for lube, right? Right.]
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And Steven's patient with him and his introversion, reciprocating isn't actually hard. Not since they got to know each other better, more than ever lately. He can't even begin to describe how it feels, to not have that loneliness constantly weighing him down.
Besides, he likes knowing that he's said or done something that gets Steven worked up in a good way, and he's absolutely encouraging him to keep talking, despite sometimes saying that Steven could stand to talk less. That doesn't apply here. ]
Do you like it when I tell you how good that feels? [ Riding him, that is, but he's also liking Steven's mouth on his neck, if the way he's tipping his head for it is any indication. And since Steven's got the same idea he had it's too tempting to resist turning that slight friction between them into a slow roll of his hips, just enough to press the hard length of his arousal right between Steven's legs. ] You don't have to be embarrassed about it if you like the dirty talk too.
[ Or if it doesn't do a lot for him, that's good to know. ]
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And oh, this is nice too.
The way Marc offers his neck up for Steven's eager exploration, the way he moves and arches beneath him. He's nowhere near as charming or handsome as the man beneath him, similar looks or no, and it's... beyond flattering to know he's wanted in so many ways by him. The proof is shown in so many ways, but especially the hard length pressed up against him that makes his breath hitch. He pauses as he debates how to answer that.
But Marc tells him not to be embarrassed--]
I always love hearing you talk. [That's the simple truth of it. Marc doesn't do it all that often and hearing his voice? Oh, but it's very welcome. He shifts up to press another lingering kiss to Marc's lips.]
And I like knowing how good I make you feel. [He murmurs with as much confidence as he can muster.]
Tell me what you want, right now?