[ Charlie is used to partners with smaller hands, with softer touches, slightly drunk or nervous. He's been with all types but this is different. He can't help the throaty little noises he makes when Danny's hand wraps around his cock.
Oddly, he hadn't expected it to go this fast. There's always a song and dance to do, and Charlie is almost always in control. Except for now. He leans his head back against the doorway, long throat exposed, adam's apple bobbing with each deep swallow. He's trying not to make so much noise, it's a bit pathetic.
His fingers grip Danny's arse a touch tighter, nails leaving half moons in the skin, as of their own will. Danny is sexy in a way Charlie hadn't anticipated in the bar, with his awkward posture and stuttering words. He arches his hips slightly, and a laugh tumbles from his lips. It's possibly the most genuine sound he's made in a long, long time. ]
What else do you like? [ It's terribly naughty, his voice hitched occasionally, pleasure licking down his spine but he's fighting the heat that begins to well deep in his stomach. Charlie removes his hands to shove Danny's trousers down, but he doesn't dare reach for Danny's cock, not yet. That'd be too easy. Instead he traces fingers along each buttock, sliding up his back and around his hips, lazy, dipping into the clefts of his hip bones then back away.
Even now, being jerked off, in the position without power, he looks wholly smug. Flush-faced and swollen lipped, looking at him from under dark, lusty lashes. It's like he's played this game before. ]
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[ Charlie is used to partners with smaller hands, with softer touches, slightly drunk or nervous. He's been with all types but this is different. He can't help the throaty little noises he makes when Danny's hand wraps around his cock.
Oddly, he hadn't expected it to go this fast. There's always a song and dance to do, and Charlie is almost always in control. Except for now. He leans his head back against the doorway, long throat exposed, adam's apple bobbing with each deep swallow. He's trying not to make so much noise, it's a bit pathetic.
His fingers grip Danny's arse a touch tighter, nails leaving half moons in the skin, as of their own will. Danny is sexy in a way Charlie hadn't anticipated in the bar, with his awkward posture and stuttering words. He arches his hips slightly, and a laugh tumbles from his lips. It's possibly the most genuine sound he's made in a long, long time. ]
What else do you like? [ It's terribly naughty, his voice hitched occasionally, pleasure licking down his spine but he's fighting the heat that begins to well deep in his stomach. Charlie removes his hands to shove Danny's trousers down, but he doesn't dare reach for Danny's cock, not yet. That'd be too easy. Instead he traces fingers along each buttock, sliding up his back and around his hips, lazy, dipping into the clefts of his hip bones then back away.
Even now, being jerked off, in the position without power, he looks wholly smug. Flush-faced and swollen lipped, looking at him from under dark, lusty lashes. It's like he's played this game before. ]