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Marcus Flint (marcedflint) wrote in finnigans_rpg,

Marcus allowed himself to be drawn inside - it wasn't as though he wouldn't follow Roger anywhere the man asked, and yes, he was fully aware of how ridiculous that made him, but he'd already come to terms with how head-over-heels he was for the man. The kiss still made him flush slightly, but before he could return the gesture, Roger was gone again, leaving Marcus to stand there waiting.

It wasn't as though he hadn't been here before, even before this new thing between them had started, but it somehow felt different, or at least, like it should feel different. Thankfully, the younger man came back before Marcus could get too lost within his own head, and he gave Roger a small, almost shy smile. He felt a slight shiver go up his spine at the feeling of the man's hands on his hips, and for a moment he was frozen, unsure of what to do or how to react. All of this was so new to him, but after a few seconds he reached out slowly, one hand coming to rest lightly on the side of Roger's neck, his fingers softly reaching the line of his cheekbone.

"I'm always distracted by you," Marcus admitted quietly, still smiling softly as he spoke.