Without knowing what to do with his hands - or any other part of himself, really - Marcus was at a bit of a loss as to what he should be doing. Of course, he was rapidly finding it difficult to breathe, let alone think at all, since it had been so long since another person had touched him in such a manner.
He couldn't help the way his eyes fell shut, nearly overwhelmed with sensation, and he could feel his fingers clench periodically at how good everything was. He blinked his eyes open at the question, huffing out a small laugh as he bent down to capture Roger's again, unable to respond verbally but trying to pour his gratitude and affection into the kiss.