<span style="font-size: 15px"><span style="font-family:Open Sans">Marcus found Luca trying to speak in English endearing, and he couldn't help but smile. It didn't really matter what he said. Marcus fed on his voice, even when he resorted to speaking in the language he was more comfortable with. He could have been repeating the weather, for all he knew. Of course, it didn't <i>sound</i> like Luca was repeating the weather. Words started to fail him, in both languages right before Marcus finished him off. <br/>
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The picture he painted right after, wearing Marcus' cum across his skin, made him want to do all of it over again, and much more. Luca had said been polite this time, at least, when Marcus had brought up the idea of untying him. He decided he'd take that, rather than make him beg for it. Better to reward this much more pleasant attitude while it lasted. <br/>
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“What did you tell me, Luca? In Portuguese?” Marcus questioned, curious what he couldn't manage to say in english, either because he couldn't find the words then, or he didn't know how to say them. “I want to help you learn.” What better teaching opportunities would he get than real life memorable moments like this? It was times like these he felt like he'd made the right choice, and that him and Luca would work. <br/>
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Marcus settled alongside Luca, littering his jaw, neck, and collarbone with kisses. With his hand, he reached behind Luca, to pull him both closer to him, and to get access to his wrists. <br/>
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“You've done that before, hmm?” Marcus pressed mostly fishing. Luca's resistance hadn't lasted that long, and he could only guess. Luca had agreed to go to lunch with him, after all. He thought at that point it was fairly obvious Luca was gay between the blow job, the dancing, and their little date. He just didn't know how experienced he was with other men, but didn't want to risk his good mood by coming right out and asking. <br/>
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Marcus loosened the restraints before tugging him free completely, giving him control over his hands once again. His hand remained on the small of his back, keeping him close, mouth seeking Luca's own, hoping that this time he didn't resist him.</span></span>