Callum pushed faster and faster, wanting to give Charlie the release they both wanted, needed even. He pulled back when he felt Charlie quiver around him, because he wanted to see his face, watch the pleasure wash over him.
"Gorgeous, bloody hot," he murmured, before leaned down again, kissing Charlie's cheek and neck as he rocked his hips, cock sliding in and out, until he was coming as well.
He held Charlie tight as his orgasm hit him, before relaxing over him. "Fuck... my plans included moving at this point, before dazzling you with all my ideas," he said, panting hard. "I'm too old for moving, let alone dazzling," he added, chuckling. "I'll dazzle you when I can breathe again."