"Marco," Jean mumbled out, his voice lost in the night. His eyes were closed, making the darkness stretch into forever. With itchy hands, he tapped his fingers against his stomach, but he couldn't help it.

That boy was stuck in his head.

The little dimples he got when he smiled that big smile that made Jean's heart flutter, only to blush and cough, looking away. Marco never noticed, just smiled and laughed on.

The freckles that dotted his nose and cheeks. Jean had never seen something like that on someone so beautiful, and he had to restrain himself from touching his face.

To run his rough thumb over the young boy's smooth, fair skin, while he grinned and chuckled.

All these thoughts were beginning to bother him, mentally and psychically.

From his stomach down, his fingers shimmied into his boxers, and Jean let out a sigh of relief. In the darkness, no one noticed his hand begin to slowly jerk on himself, as he mumbled the boy's name, closing his eyes and arching his back.

"Yes?" A voice responded, and Jean froze. Hand in his pants, biting his lips, eyes wide, he turned to see a sleepy, but smiling face.

Marco.

"Were you calling for me?" He asked, sitting up partially and rubbing his eyes.

"N-No, hah, I was just dreaming."

"Dreaming about me, eh?" Marco chuckled, but moved closer to Jean.

"Dreaming about fighting, I mean! You'd make an awesome sidekick."

"Ah, well," Marco was right next to Jean, and he could feel the brunette's breath on his neck. "I can do more than be a sidekick."

"What're y—" He was cut off by another hand joining him on his dick, and let out a loud gasp, but Marco silenced him with his other hand.

"Hush. Others will hear you."

"Wh't're y'—"

"Don't ask." Marco's soft and gentle hands took hold of him, pushing Jean's hands away as his own began to slowly stroke the already hard member, which twitched under his touch. With a laugh, he began to move faster, suppressing Jean's moans with his hand, while he mumbled senseless things.

"You're really cute, y'know?" Marco whispered, and Jean nodded slightly against his pillow. "Especially when you're all fidgety."

"Ah…" Jean moaned out, beginning to thrust into Marco's touch, and Marco began to add more pressure, and Jean was at his edge when Marco bit his ear.

"Guh—!" He exclaimed, shaking as he finished his orgasm into Marco's hand. Next to him, Connie stirred, but only let out a loud snore. Marco pulled his hand back and laughed, wiping it on the side of the mattress.

"Go to bed. And next time, don't be so loud."