[There's a knot in Marius' throat and it only grows when he feels Chante's tongue running against the shell of his ear, his mouth trailing up his jaw and leaving him to gasp in little breaths just a second before. He's finding he doesn't know what to do with his hands for a moment and he slides them back up Chante's sides again, running down the front of his chest and back up again.

And then the hands move to play at the waistband of his pants and his eyes shoot open, a tingle running down his spine. They're doing this. They're doing this out here, and he can't help but let out a little elated moan.]