[It rattles through him, the breath that escapes both of them, the jab on his hip at Chuck's hipbone digging into him over the hem of his shorts, the mere fact that he just wouldn't care or complain and pulled Mike for another kiss as if he needed him to breathe.
His thumb slips to the soft spot under his jaw and feels his pulse hitting against the pad faster than the fastest pistons and it's there that it strikes him just how much both need each other, to the point of public outrage and yet back to the natural essence of their lives, always brushing, moving in the same direction. He kisses Chuck messily, first a kiss on the corner of his mouth, then suckling on his upper lip, then trying to catch both at once, tugging at the lower lip with his teeth, and he sighs through his nose sharply as he wants to crawl even closer--
he stops, groaning at the friction between their bodies as he rolls his hips into him as he pulls his knee higher to the side, gasping with his nose still buried on Chuck's cheek. Eyes fluttering close and shivering, he's almost afraid of repeating it, except he goes for it - it's what he does - swallowing hard before he grinds his hips slowly, moving the arm under them, which was beginning to grow numb but had yet to lose any strength, to rest at the small of Chuck's back and angle his body towards the motion.]
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His thumb slips to the soft spot under his jaw and feels his pulse hitting against the pad faster than the fastest pistons and it's there that it strikes him just how much both need each other, to the point of public outrage and yet back to the natural essence of their lives, always brushing, moving in the same direction. He kisses Chuck messily, first a kiss on the corner of his mouth, then suckling on his upper lip, then trying to catch both at once, tugging at the lower lip with his teeth, and he sighs through his nose sharply as he wants to crawl even closer--
he stops, groaning at the friction between their bodies as he rolls his hips into him as he pulls his knee higher to the side, gasping with his nose still buried on Chuck's cheek. Eyes fluttering close and shivering, he's almost afraid of repeating it, except he goes for it - it's what he does - swallowing hard before he grinds his hips slowly, moving the arm under them, which was beginning to grow numb but had yet to lose any strength, to rest at the small of Chuck's back and angle his body towards the motion.]