Tuck had been watching, but it was all too much, and his face was now scrunched up, his mouth hanging open as sounds of pleasure escaped it. His hand fisted into Will's hair and he hissed a frantic, "I'm coming!" and then he came hard, his body bowed away from the wall. The pleasure of release was so overwhelming, that he felt his knees go weak and, once Will had pulled away a little, Tuck just slid down the wall into a little satisfied heap on the floor.