[Mike's reaction is met with a surprised whimper, muffled against Mike's mouth, and Chuck rolls his own hips to meet Mike as he wraps his own hand firmly around him.
Something could be said about the way Mike says his name, but for now Chuck only wants to drink it all in, every noise he makes and every word he says. He's smiling a little - because he could have been wrong. But he wasn't, and now they're pulling closer and moving faster, and he's breathing Mike in through his pores, like the smell, the sweat, Mike's own essence will sink in faster that way.
(It will; later on he'll notice when he's doing something mundane like toasting their bread or playing a videogame. He just doesn't realize that just yet).]
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Something could be said about the way Mike says his name, but for now Chuck only wants to drink it all in, every noise he makes and every word he says. He's smiling a little - because he could have been wrong. But he wasn't, and now they're pulling closer and moving faster, and he's breathing Mike in through his pores, like the smell, the sweat, Mike's own essence will sink in faster that way.
(It will; later on he'll notice when he's doing something mundane like toasting their bread or playing a videogame. He just doesn't realize that just yet).]