Michael damn near toppled out of the sky what with the shock he got from Marshall appearing right beneath him. He dropped a few inches and almost collided with Marshall. "H-How?!"
Then he remembered. Telekinesis. He could move things with his mind. Michael just never assumed that included himself.
“Well, I do have to admit, the view is …breathtaking.”
Michael simply stared at him, mouth agape. “So this is what I have to do to get a moment alone with you; be sneaky, sly and manipulative? Because that is so…” Marshal's expression seemed to change and he levitated higher putting his arms around him and kissing him passionately on the lips. Michael's heart did acrobatics in his chest and he gasped slightly as Marshal pulled away. Every inch of him didn't want him to stop. Not once in his life had anyone done something so.....wildly unexpected.....so hot. “… worth it.”
“I’m so sorry I just… wait. No I’m not; that was fucking amazing. No way am I sorry for doing that, though I did want to wait ‘til after I flirted a little mo-"
Michael suddenly grabbed Marshal by the collar and pulled him into another kiss, deeper and laden with passion and heated desire. "Goddammit Marshal."