[Chuck complies, a bit of a mess of limbs as he hikes his legs up, spreads his knees farther apart to urge Mike to draw closer, fit against him with the weight of the gravity when they're on free fall, a pressure that almost knocks the air entirely out of his lungs. The breath falters but it's the only thing choking and hesitating just then, all of Chuck reaching for this like it's his lifeline, heart thrumming a rhythm that Chuck isn't too keen on following.
His hand resting on Mike's side resumes a comfortable position underneath the fabric covering Mike's back, traveling upwards and hiking the shirt along in the process until he's pressing the tips of his fingers between Mike's shoulder blades, and the other hand promptly curling around the soft hair and pulling him back into an open-mouthed kiss again, hot and too eager, a moan against his lips just before it breaks off and half of it gets lost inside Mike's mouth.]
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His hand resting on Mike's side resumes a comfortable position underneath the fabric covering Mike's back, traveling upwards and hiking the shirt along in the process until he's pressing the tips of his fingers between Mike's shoulder blades, and the other hand promptly curling around the soft hair and pulling him back into an open-mouthed kiss again, hot and too eager, a moan against his lips just before it breaks off and half of it gets lost inside Mike's mouth.]