[As Sherwood's hand travels downwards, Charlie's lips part. Mouth open just enough for his tongue to be visible as it runs along his teeth - a tell of his satisfaction. He watches the way fingers spread and how the weight of the man's cock shifts under them.
It's a good show - too soon interrupted.
His back straightens when he's touched, not in discomfort but a simple physical reaction to the sudden burst of sensation. His hips twitch, more interested in the hand on them than Charlie notices.] What, is this part of you tryin'a spoil me?
[Curled, Charlie's knuckles caress down Sherwood's arm until they brush the side of his hand. There, he shifts to lace fingers with the man, cutting off the contact.] I was thinkin' your show could get me goin', but if you're lonely...
[Charlie reciprocates the attempt to close the distance, stretching his neck upwards to speak as closely to the man's ear as he can.]
Then tell me exactly what you want to do to me. [Charlie is keen to power shifts, and he has no intention of making its erosion easy. He was told to be bold and greedy, after all.]
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It's a good show - too soon interrupted.
His back straightens when he's touched, not in discomfort but a simple physical reaction to the sudden burst of sensation. His hips twitch, more interested in the hand on them than Charlie notices.] What, is this part of you tryin'a spoil me?
[Curled, Charlie's knuckles caress down Sherwood's arm until they brush the side of his hand. There, he shifts to lace fingers with the man, cutting off the contact.] I was thinkin' your show could get me goin', but if you're lonely...
[Charlie reciprocates the attempt to close the distance, stretching his neck upwards to speak as closely to the man's ear as he can.]
Then tell me exactly what you want to do to me. [Charlie is keen to power shifts, and he has no intention of making its erosion easy. He was told to be bold and greedy, after all.]