Charlie didn't understand what Quin meant, but was willing to listen to anything he said whispered that way in his ear. The smell, his voice the warmth that completely surrounded him, it was all just as comforting as it was arousing, and he felt himself getting hard.  "No. I don't know. Tell me. You're a teacher aren't you?" Charlie nuzzled closer, parted his lips and began to lick his neck. Quick and playful at first, but then curled his body closer, putting his arms around Quin, and increased his lick to sucking and biting. "You smell good and you tast good." He purred back.