"Not fair," Charlie yelped - but very quietly because he didn't want to disturb Nia. Then Deacon got a good hold of him and his head went back and he keened with pleasure instead.
He still had the presence of mind to use his toes to lever off his jeans but the rest of him was concentrating on the exquisite sensations aroused by Deacon's mouth and hands.
"Nnnnnomatterwhut," he muttered, his hand fastening on Deacon's hair.