[ Were Reggie someone else he might start to feel self-conscious being appraised by the now sober Archie like this, his dick still in Reggie's hand, but luckily Reggie isn't and doesn't. If he'd feel self-conscious about anything, it wouldn't be stroking or sucking Archie's dick; it'd be about some of the things Reggie said to Archie while he was still drunk.
But he might still forget. Reggie's certainly happy enough to keep him distracted, grinning in a lopsided way after Archie pulls back from their latest kiss. His jaw is going to be sore tomorrow, he can tell. Given how it already kind of is, though in that dull sort of pleasant way. ]
Hell yeah I do. [ Leaning in to reprise the kiss, but briefly. ] You sure? What happened to-- you really aren't drunk anymore, are you?
[ It's so weird, but Reggie isn't complaining. He maintains eye contact as he gets comfortable on his knees, easing Archie's sweatpants down past his hips at the same time. Were this anyone else he might make some kind of quip about now to lighten the mood, say whatever needed saying to satisfy both their egos or potential insecurities, but with Archie he really has no idea what needs saying. Or what doesn't.
So he just winks, holding Archie's cock steady before leaning his forehead against Archie's abdomen again like he'd done the other night, but this time he's not going anywhere; Reggie eases his tongue out wetly across Archie's skin. ]
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But he might still forget. Reggie's certainly happy enough to keep him distracted, grinning in a lopsided way after Archie pulls back from their latest kiss. His jaw is going to be sore tomorrow, he can tell. Given how it already kind of is, though in that dull sort of pleasant way. ]
Hell yeah I do. [ Leaning in to reprise the kiss, but briefly. ] You sure? What happened to-- you really aren't drunk anymore, are you?
[ It's so weird, but Reggie isn't complaining. He maintains eye contact as he gets comfortable on his knees, easing Archie's sweatpants down past his hips at the same time. Were this anyone else he might make some kind of quip about now to lighten the mood, say whatever needed saying to satisfy both their egos or potential insecurities, but with Archie he really has no idea what needs saying. Or what doesn't.
So he just winks, holding Archie's cock steady before leaning his forehead against Archie's abdomen again like he'd done the other night, but this time he's not going anywhere; Reggie eases his tongue out wetly across Archie's skin. ]