[There's a sharp little hiss as Chante administers the bite to Marius's earlobe, and he jumps a little bit out of surprise. But the touches are coming back, close to his waistband, his stomach again, and he all but melts under his husband's hands. Marius may still be awkward and fumble sometimes, but Chante truly is talented.

And then their eyes meet, the question in Chante's clear. Marius gives a little nod and a sheepish smile, encouraging his husband to press on, letting him know he wants this.]