There isn't a bit of Philip that seems keen on slowing down, his cock hot and hard in Freddie's grip as he rolls his hips forward. Freddie bites back a groan at the feel of it, twists his wrist to carefully get a better hold, lightly toying with the foreskin with the pad of his thumb.

"Feels like a man who wants to fuck," he agrees, enjoying the weight of the words on his tongue just as he's fairly certain he'll soon enjoy the weight of Philip's cock.

Licking his lips, he tips his head to the side, lips a breath from Philips as he jerks him slowly from base to tip. "You drive out here?"