[Archie is already pretty flushed, but he can feel his face heating up further in shame. His head jerks up off Reggie's shoulder when he swears, and Archie opens his mouth to make excuses, insist that this never happens, something to save face, but then...
But then.
The sensation is strange. Like all his veins start tingling (he never knew veins were something you could feel), and all the sudden the warm fog of dizziness and the illusion of time moving at a crawl is gone, like he dunked his face in a sink full of freezing water, but with none of the unpleasantness. The hand on his dick feels very there, though. Very there.
He stands up straight, straighter than he has all night certainly, though he doesn't drop his grip on Reggie's arms... and he's not exactly trying to pull away from the hand in his pants.] I— Reggie? [Any trace of a slur is gone, and his eyes are definitely more clear as well. He's blinking rapidly, like he's trying to suss out if what just happened actually happened, or if he's imagining it as they speak.]
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But then.
The sensation is strange. Like all his veins start tingling (he never knew veins were something you could feel), and all the sudden the warm fog of dizziness and the illusion of time moving at a crawl is gone, like he dunked his face in a sink full of freezing water, but with none of the unpleasantness. The hand on his dick feels very there, though. Very there.
He stands up straight, straighter than he has all night certainly, though he doesn't drop his grip on Reggie's arms... and he's not exactly trying to pull away from the hand in his pants.] I— Reggie? [Any trace of a slur is gone, and his eyes are definitely more clear as well. He's blinking rapidly, like he's trying to suss out if what just happened actually happened, or if he's imagining it as they speak.]