Marco's disappointment is almost--almost--enough to get Jean to give in and bite him. He wants to bite him, wants to know what it would taste like to have that much of Marco's scent in his mouth, but cooler heads are prevailing.

For now.

Jean brightens when Marco taps his collarbone. That, he can do, and he bends over Marco without another word. He trails a line of kisses across Marco's collarbone, dipping down towards his chest, before giving him a sharp, exploratory nip with his teeth. He's not trying to break the skin here, but it should be hard enough to bruise.