For a moment, Mark just watched him carefully before asking in a lower tone,
"Slow or rough?"
Charles wrapped his arms tightly around Mark's neck, pulling him closer until their lips were almost touching.
"Take me in a way that'll make me want you more," he murmured breathlessly. "Make it impossible for me to get you out of my mind."
Something in Mark's expression shifted after hearing that.
The next thrust came harder.
Deeper.
The sudden force instantly pulled a broken sound from Charles's lips as Mark's entire energy changed afterward, his grip tightening while his thrusts became stronger and more intense.
Charles moaned loudly, his fingers tightening around Mark's shoulders. "Yes... Please go faster," he whined, his fingers digging into Mark's shoulders, physically pulling him down. "Faster, Mark... please, go harder."
