[Peter sighs into Jordan's neck after he's done with his first mark. Then he just nuzzles into it, to leave his scent. Jordan's hands on his back makes him pull back just a little to take off his shirt too, just to join his mate again in a kiss.] You're beautiful, Jordan. Everything about you is.

[He mutters lovingly as he kisses a trace down the man's chest in a lazy way, taking his time to appreciate his skin and the way it blushes under his lips. Peter's favorite color. His hand slips between them to take Jordan firmly, starting his slow strokes.]