Charles shook all over. He needed Sebastian so badly it wasn’t funny. He didn’t even want to bother undressing. There was something sinfully wonderful about f*****g almost fully clothed. He flicked the buttons of his falls and pushed his breeches down with his smalls, and then struggled out of his coat, the tails would get in the way, and presented himself to his lover.
Sebastian shoved his own breeches out of the way and was rubbing oil on himself with shaking hands, and he moaned at the sight of Charles spread over the desk.
“This is not going to last long.”
“I know. Get on with it.”
Charles waited for the press of his c**k at his entrance but jumped when Sebastian kissed him gently at the base of his spine. The sensitive area just above his arse. He ran a gentle hand over his buttoc
