[The moment Chuck pulls back, he's almost reaching for him to pull him closer again, to where he should belong, warming his skin and making his nerve endings tingle. Still, he lets him move, take this new position, which he doesn't understand at first - he wouldn't understand any at the time - but that he quickly adapts himself to. Falling back and pulling his legs sideways, feet numb but thankful for the release. He quickly presses his shoulder against Chuck, attaches his mouth to his neck, and he doesn't even notice that he had half a mind to wipe his hand on his boxers before he reaches for his shirt, gripping tight.
He had decided Chuck was going to take his time, that it was going to be his part of the show. But it's a bit torturous, when he's this impatient, when he's really at the point where he needs Chuck badly. He wraps his hand around Chuck's wrist, body quivering, hips writhing with tight restrain.] Chuck...
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He had decided Chuck was going to take his time, that it was going to be his part of the show. But it's a bit torturous, when he's this impatient, when he's really at the point where he needs Chuck badly. He wraps his hand around Chuck's wrist, body quivering, hips writhing with tight restrain.] Chuck...