Charlie grinned. "That's me, always concerned about your well being."
Laughing Charlie shook his head. "Believe me I'm well aware of just how eloquent I can be. Which is why I much prefer to be a man of action." He reminded Callum - oh he spoke when he needed to, but Charlie would always rather show people how he felt, than try to explain his feelings and thoughts with words. So much was lost between what he felt and what he said he'd never be able to get it right the way some people did. But he nodded, he didn't have to prove anything to Callum, but that didn't mean he wouldn't keep on doing just that.
It was easy, letting Callum push him back into the bed, pulling him with him though Callum came eagerly. God he'd missed this, he missed everything about having Callum there at the end of the day, he missed kissing him, and touching him, and just laying in bed beside him, the warmth of his body, and just knowing there was someone there with him. And tonight he had all of that.
All too soon though Callum was moving, but Charlie didn't have it in him to complain as he moved lower trailing lips and tongue and teeth as he went. Charlie kept his hands on his lover as he moved, gripping his arm or his shoulder, trailing fingertips through his hair. And then Callum was sucking him and god it had been too long. It had only been a matter of weeks and Charlie felt like he hadn't done this in months. He wasn't sure how long Callum's lips moved over him before he was gasping, hips arching up for more. "Fuck, stop." He gasped. "I'm gonna..." He trailed off at the end eyes closed as he groaned. He didn't want it to stop, but he didn't want to come until Callum was inside him again.