[In all honesty, it would be more likely for Marius to feel a wave of joy and accidentally fall of the bench. When it strikes him, Marius is passionate to a fault.
He hears his husband speak low and husky and almost smirks, because god, it's obvious that Chante wants this, wants him, and he would never say it aloud but that's sexy as hell. Instead, Marius just gets redder, which is somehow possible. His hand reaches further into Chante's pants and curls around him, giving a few experimental strokes over the head before he begins to work him.]
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