Mind Over Matter (p)

Marcellus moved his hands down to his ass and squeezed tightly. Gods, it was like his cheeks fit perfectly in his hands. "Enfer oui, je le fais. Je me demande quelle autre chose est la bouche..." He whispered back, closing his eyes and taking in a deep breath. He didn't want this stop and had no plans on doing so.

Marcellus chuckled and nodded his head. He sat up with his lips still connected to Sebastian's again. He brought away with his hands still in place. "Vous voulez revenir dans votre chambre?" He asked in a husky voice.

The son of Trivia smirked and stood up to. He wrapped his arms around his waist and pecked his lips before breaking away and heading down the stairs of the club. "Keep up, Greek." He chuckled over his shoulder, nearly running into the statue.

Marcellus rolled his eyes and wrapped his arm around Sebastian's waist and walked out of the bar completely and toward the hotel where he assumed that Sebastian was staying. "I'll take you on a date after this, I promise."

"You better." He whispered, looking over at Sebastian and kissing his neck. He wanted to do many things to Sebastian, but right wasn't the time nor was it the place. The place will be inside of the Greek's hotel room. The son of Trivia rushed across the street and toward the hotel. "Hurry up, Sebastian!" He rushed.

The son of Trivia rushed into the room when Sebastian unlocked the door. He turned him around and started to kiss him, wrapping his arms around his waist. Marcellus picked him up clean off the ground and laid him down with kisses along his neck and jaw.

Marcel picked Sebastian up and turned to slam his body against the wall. He began kissing his neck harshly, making soft moans and noises against his soft, olive toned skin.

Marcellus put Sebastian down before he took of his camp shirt and tossing it to the side. He wrapped his arms around the Greek's waist and kissed his neck, collarbone, and jaw before returning back to his lips.

 Marcellus looked up at Sebastian, then rolled his eyes when he felt his lips on his neck. The son of Trivia's body started to levitate off of the bed including the Greek's. He placed his hands on the back of his neck and closed his eyes, letting out soft moans of pleasure.

 Marcellus chuckled. "Gods, I love that laugh." He wrapped his arms around his waist and started to kiss his lips. He moved his hands down more. "F-f*ck...we need to-- are we really doing this?" He panted.

Marcellus pulled away and searched his face. "f*ck, yes. I want to. You have any condoms and lube? We're gonna need it." Marcel moistened his lips and slowly floated down to the bed. "Did you bring any? I have some back in my cohort."

Marcellus grinned and turned over on his back and started to prepared...

45 minutes later, Marcus was panting hard from underneath the covers with Sebastian still on top of him. "Gods, that was the best...damn." He moistened his lips and closed his eyes. There was definitely a next time.