"Well, maybe," Will said, not in any hurry. "I was more thinking about the time we spent together. You acting like a giddy child and running off with the marshmallows." He kept his lips moving against Tuck's neck. "We should go back when it's warmer. We can fuck under the stars." He kept stroking the skin of Tuck's hip and thigh, getting closer to touching his dick, but not quite.