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Cael watched as Marshall stripped, his eyes leaving Marshall's only to watch the man's body as he moved into the middle of the bed then to the hand that was held out to him. He didn't immediately reach for it in return, instead slipping his fingers into his jeans to tug them off before stripping free of the rest of his clothes, leaving only his boxers on just as Marshall had. In nothing but his gray boxers, something that he and Marshall had gone shopping for as most of Marshall's clothes were just slightly too big for him, it was clear just how true to the mortal male form the angel was. His own erection was clearly visible in the light material of his underwear, neither of them were embarassed-- they'd seen each other's visible arousal plenty of times during cuddling-- but this time a tingle ran through Cael. This time it was different because this time Cael was ready for what it really meant.

Moving up the middle of the bed after Marshall, Cael sat himself down on Marshall's upper thighs, taking the mortal's hands in his to set them on his own hips as his wings spread out behind him. "You can touch me," Cael encouraged, removing his hands from Marshall's as he allowed him to explore as he'd liked, this time in a way that was not simply affectionate gestures in cuddling.