[Gasps, trying to suck in air, all his nerves definitely on fire. Curse Ray, he has to be correct. Marco feels almost powerless in how easily overwhelmed by all the sensations he is, the temptation to just give in, and the burning desire, the sheer need for more now that they've started. He can't form words, just mumbles a nonsense chirp and rolls his hips back against the other pirate, trying to gain some control of it somehow.]
Mine for now, stole them. [He bites his bottom lip, he's slipping into an old pattern from literally decades ago, a very old game they played, and just ignores the pinned hands, craning his long neck to cover Ray's ears and face in affectionate bites and kisses, returning the favor by using his feet to get Ray's pants down.]
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Mine for now, stole them. [He bites his bottom lip, he's slipping into an old pattern from literally decades ago, a very old game they played, and just ignores the pinned hands, craning his long neck to cover Ray's ears and face in affectionate bites and kisses, returning the favor by using his feet to get Ray's pants down.]