[He's close, he's embarrassingly close, or would be if he paid any mind to it. To him, reacting this easily to Chuck only would strike him as natural later, when he is realizing he'll be fantasizing about Chuck in his mind's eye from then on, about his touch and his mouth and the breathy sighs he'd release, at the roll of his hips and his voice as he snickers when he's horny.
Mike's lips easily find Chuck's, although he's only pressing them close, breathing in Chuck's air and breathing out to share his own. Flushed and revved and completely mindless, he rolls his hips faster, egging Chuck on, to switch gears, to press harder, and chest heaving before his stomach clenches, before he moves his hips forward with the tension of his thighs. When his palm brushes over the head there's a spark of pleasure spiking through his spine, and he lets out a small cry, laughing a little in surprise at the suddenness of it all.]
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Mike's lips easily find Chuck's, although he's only pressing them close, breathing in Chuck's air and breathing out to share his own. Flushed and revved and completely mindless, he rolls his hips faster, egging Chuck on, to switch gears, to press harder, and chest heaving before his stomach clenches, before he moves his hips forward with the tension of his thighs. When his palm brushes over the head there's a spark of pleasure spiking through his spine, and he lets out a small cry, laughing a little in surprise at the suddenness of it all.]