[Chuck tilts his head to allow Mike more access, and now that his mouth isn't as busy, it's parted as he keeps making small noises to match every shudder and thrust of his body. He's trying his best not to be too loud, because it's morning, and he can hear the faint noise of the others walking about somewhere far away. And he really can live without that particular kind of awkwardness.
His own hand speeds up to match Mike's rhythm, and soon his other hand moves down as well. He laces his fingers together around Mike and resumes the strokes, now with added pressure and two thumbs teasing at the skin.]
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His own hand speeds up to match Mike's rhythm, and soon his other hand moves down as well. He laces his fingers together around Mike and resumes the strokes, now with added pressure and two thumbs teasing at the skin.]