[There was a strain on his back with the angle of his body, digging at the muscles under his ribs. Of course, to relax them he would have to move away from Chuck, to stop kissing him, to draw back from the sounds transmitted directly into his lips and the dampness of his breath.
So if he couldn't draw back, then he'd move in. He reaches down, moves his chair until it's against Chuck's, legs on each side of it. Scoots closer, tighter, that arm going around Chuck's torso with the only intent to push him against him, turning into him fully. He relaxes, body wound just enough to make sure Chuck stays in that proximity. His lips are moving on his own accord now, parting and closing around Chuck's, eyes closed in complete deliverance and his hands moving ever so lightly along his side, back and neck.]
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So if he couldn't draw back, then he'd move in. He reaches down, moves his chair until it's against Chuck's, legs on each side of it. Scoots closer, tighter, that arm going around Chuck's torso with the only intent to push him against him, turning into him fully. He relaxes, body wound just enough to make sure Chuck stays in that proximity. His lips are moving on his own accord now, parting and closing around Chuck's, eyes closed in complete deliverance and his hands moving ever so lightly along his side, back and neck.]