Will was not in the enthusiastic participation headspace of their previous life together. He was trying to tread water, in a way, not stopping it but not fully encouraging it either as Tuck set the pace. It felt good, don't get him wrong, it was just... He was just in a strange headspace, as his body reacted positively to the closeness and the way Tuck's tongue flicked against his mouth, muscle memory of years gone by. Their breathing was loud in the stillness. Hesitantly, Will placed a hand against Tuck's waist to steady himself as Tuck leaned in, his body fitting against him like old times.