Will's hips moved with Tuck's fingers, his own hands reaching out to touch Tuck's shoulders and hold onto his deltoids, his breath coming quicker with each movement he made. He fumbled for the bottle of lube, managing to open it with one hand and get a blob onto his fingers, then reached down between them to curl slick fingers around Tuck's cock. "Don't stop," he breathed, biting his lip with pleasure.