He laughed. "Yes, I wouldn't want sex to become some kind of chore for you."
Charlie had never been the sentimental sort, he'd never wanted romance or anything that he normally associated with love, but Callum had come in and changed so much of that. He doubted he'd ever be a true romantic the way some people were, but being with Callum it made things better. And it was easy to let himself be sentimental in a way he'd never allowed before. "I'm glad you did, I'm going to spend the rest of our lives making sure you know that."
It felt so good not to have to pull away from Callum tonight, that, instead of putting space between them Callum was getting closer. He wouldn't ever grow tired of this, the way Callum made him feel - the surge of desire that quickly swept through him from just a kiss. He leaned forward a bit, letting Callum put the chain around his neck, and then feeling the cross there against his chest. And then Callum was asking to fuck him and Charlie couldn't think of anything better right at that moment. "God, yes." He breathed against Callum's lips.