Will moaned softly, and he tried to focus on pulling back and slowing down. At times it was like trying to pat his head and rub his belly, not automatically matching the speed he was being treated with. His hips started to move reflexively, thrusting lightly back against Tuck's mouth. He was trying to even things out, he was, but as he got closer, he jerked his hand faster, aiming to get him all the way there.