Callum didn't know how long they had been doing this, who long their bodies had moved together in this lazy dance, but he knew that he couldn't go on for much longer, feeling the edge of his orgasm threaten to spill over.
He let go of Charlie's hand and reached under their bodies so that his fingers could close around Charlie's cock, fisting him with the same slow rhythm. "Do you want it enough to come?" he asked, voice cracking and yet if Charlie wasn't ready, then he'd slow down again and build them up again, because his plan hadn't changed: utter peace for Charlie, even if it was just for the night.