[He reaches down between them, and kisses him again. He presses his forehead to Reggie's and begins to stroke himself, his hand moving at the same pace as Reggie's hips. He kisses him again, furiously, in a way that he could be bruising.
[ Reggie kisses back desperately, making soft noises and whimpers against Nick's mouth that he can't quite make into words, just want and need and gratitude turned sound. He nips at Nick's lips, barraging him with his own no less mercilessly; lips, tongue, groans that drown in between their collisions.
And then he comes, everything blurs and fades out of focus as his climax blinds him and explodes throughout his whole body. Reggie holds Nick close again and buries himself deep, as far into Nick as he can possibly fit, wanting to fill him up completely. ]
[He gasps, and clings as he jerks himself off, tries to get himself off, and it doesn't take much before he's groaning and biting at Reggie's shoulder.
He drops a little, his weight heavy, but he's so fulfilled that he just sticks to him, skin to skin.]
That's so good, Reggie.
[He kisses him on the mouth, the neck, the throat.]
[ Chest heaving as Reggie works on catching his breath, he kisses Nick back wherever he can, messily and dazed. His body aches in a deep way, a good way, satisfaction radiating off him like a sunburn as he clings to Nick, buries a hand in the thick darkness of his curls.
He nods, still feeling delirious. ]
Hell...
[ --Reggie agrees, if only because that's all he can manage at first. His breathing begins to steady, though it's still heated, still deep. ]
Yeah. [ Another nod, and a tired smile. ] Of course it is-- it always is. I know what you like, babe.
[ He kisses him on the mouth again, more slowly. ]
[ Reggie moves himself slightly so that Nick can sit up and make himself more comfortable, but he leaves an arm around his shoulder, not pulling out yet. His fingers stroke through Nick's hair gently. ]
[ Reggie gives Nick another kiss on the mouth before he pulls out of him slowly, hissing a breath in slowly -- he misses the sensation already -- and quickly doing his pants back up before he swings his legs off the couch to stand.
And then lean over, slipping his arms under Nick to pick him up bridal style. ]
[He looks slightly doubtful, but he does as he's told anyway, and he's actually surprised when suddenly he's lifted, transported up, and he laughs a little.]
[ Grinning, Reggie spins them around once, swaying Nick in his arms a bit (he is heavy, actually, but it's fine, they aren't going far) before he walks them over to the bedroom and lays Nick down on the bed with a mild grunt.
He climbs onto the bed next, crawling over Nick and curling up beside him, head against his shoulder and fingers idly stroking his chest. ]
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[He reaches down between them, and kisses him again. He presses his forehead to Reggie's and begins to stroke himself, his hand moving at the same pace as Reggie's hips. He kisses him again, furiously, in a way that he could be bruising.
But Satan, he loves him, and he loves this.]
You're so fucking good.
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[ Reggie kisses back desperately, making soft noises and whimpers against Nick's mouth that he can't quite make into words, just want and need and gratitude turned sound. He nips at Nick's lips, barraging him with his own no less mercilessly; lips, tongue, groans that drown in between their collisions.
And then he comes, everything blurs and fades out of focus as his climax blinds him and explodes throughout his whole body. Reggie holds Nick close again and buries himself deep, as far into Nick as he can possibly fit, wanting to fill him up completely. ]
F-fuck...
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He drops a little, his weight heavy, but he's so fulfilled that he just sticks to him, skin to skin.]
That's so good, Reggie.
[He kisses him on the mouth, the neck, the throat.]
Hell.
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He nods, still feeling delirious. ]
Hell...
[ --Reggie agrees, if only because that's all he can manage at first. His breathing begins to steady, though it's still heated, still deep. ]
Yeah. [ Another nod, and a tired smile. ] Of course it is-- it always is. I know what you like, babe.
[ He kisses him on the mouth again, more slowly. ]
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You do.
Come on.
[He presses his head against Reggie's shoulder, then, and closes his mouth a bit, and closes his eyes.]
I think I can sleep now.
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[ Reggie moves himself slightly so that Nick can sit up and make himself more comfortable, but he leaves an arm around his shoulder, not pulling out yet. His fingers stroke through Nick's hair gently. ]
Or would you rather nap out here?
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[He does not look dubious, but you know. It's still hard to imagine.]
I'm heavier than I look.
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[ Reggie gives Nick another kiss on the mouth before he pulls out of him slowly, hissing a breath in slowly -- he misses the sensation already -- and quickly doing his pants back up before he swings his legs off the couch to stand.
And then lean over, slipping his arms under Nick to pick him up bridal style. ]
Put your arms around my neck.
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My hero.
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He climbs onto the bed next, crawling over Nick and curling up beside him, head against his shoulder and fingers idly stroking his chest. ]
My... [ Hm. ] Mm. Mine.
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Mmmhmm.
[His pleasure is thick in his voice.]