His eyes dipped partway closed at that gentle kiss, watching Charles through his lashes as he just continued that line of them, leg slowly relaxing as he did, making a quiet, half-swallowed sound at the sensation.

He took the bare moments that Charles spent shedding his own pants to catch his breath, only to have it leave him again in a contented sigh when Charles returned, shifting his weight so that he could run the backs of his fingers along the arch of Charles' cheek again, "How did I get so lucky?" It was a half-breathless, gently-murmured question, and it was entirely possible that he hadn't actually meant to ask it aloud, but it was definitely something he'd thought to himself more than once.