Oh. My God. So very hot. I can't even--just, nrrrngr.

He wants to freeze and wait for Charlie’s answer but he wants to rub his cheek over the rough denim of Charlie’s jeans even more. He does that instead, turning to trace the line of Charlie’s zipper with his mouth.

That. Right there. Don too totally unstrung to even stop and think, and his mouth on Charlie's jeans and I am totally, completely, dead with love for this. And ready for it to be ten o'clock. now.