Good fucking hell, Charlie had some moves on him. Sterling couldn't remember the last time someone who wasn't his mother had made him feel this fucking good. He grunted and dropped his forehead on Charlie's shoulder. "I'm gonna cum if you keep at me like that." He grunted and then gave a dry laugh.
His mother had just scolded him not a few days ago about how he needed to fuck harder, more aggressive. He didn't need to be corrected twice, he was fucking a demon after all. They hardly took any damage during sex and if they did, they could heal themselves after. He kicked up the pace and the force with which he slammed his hips against the other man's ass.
"You fuckin' like it like that, Charlie? Huh?" With only the lube of his precum to grease the way, it was a little more rough than it might have been with some extra help. Sterling didn't mind, but it was sure to make Charlie's hole pretty tender if they kept it up like that for very long.
He continued to tug and pull on the other man's cock, milking it with the same force he used in his fucking.