[Chante hums in appreciation and hopes it urges Marius on, because his moan that echoes in Chante's ears is more than a little encouraging.
So there's a little more mischief now, in the smile on his lips close to Marius's ear, and he gives his earlobe a playful, gentle bite, while his hands wander away from Marius's waistband and his fingers wrap around the end of Marius's shirt. That's when he stops, though, and leans back and catches his husband's eye, a thoughtful, silent question in his. And though the temptation to just yank his shirt off is there, Chante isn't going to do anything Marius doesn't want him to.]
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So there's a little more mischief now, in the smile on his lips close to Marius's ear, and he gives his earlobe a playful, gentle bite, while his hands wander away from Marius's waistband and his fingers wrap around the end of Marius's shirt. That's when he stops, though, and leans back and catches his husband's eye, a thoughtful, silent question in his. And though the temptation to just yank his shirt off is there, Chante isn't going to do anything Marius doesn't want him to.]