( it's a victory, of some kind, when reggie pulls him in all the way, the space between their mouths ceasing to exist. distantly, sweet pea wonders if reggie has ever even kissed a boy before now. the irony of being his first isn't lost on him, makes it all the more sweet, truth be told. or maybe reggie's fooled around with that andrews kid in the locker room when no one was looking. sweet pea doesn't really care. he's more interested in the fact that reggie is what one might call enthusiastic. aggressive, sure, but that's to be expected between them. everything is a fight. this is no exception.
sweet pea pushes back, his tongue sliding between reggie's teeth. as long as his mouth is occupied, sweet pea won't have to listen to his bullshit. it's not the worst idea he's ever had, but it's working — for the most part. he groans when reggie keeps talking, somehow, even when they're sharing the same air, their breaths circulating between the scant space where their mouths part. he juts his hip forward, partially out of frustration, and partially just to see how reggie will react, blunt fingernails digging into the back of reggie's neck. )
Do you ever shut up? ( rhetorical. because, yes, he's aware that for fifteen whole minutes reggie was behind the wheel they barely spoke a word. that's not the point. they weren't making out then. )
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sweet pea pushes back, his tongue sliding between reggie's teeth. as long as his mouth is occupied, sweet pea won't have to listen to his bullshit. it's not the worst idea he's ever had, but it's working — for the most part. he groans when reggie keeps talking, somehow, even when they're sharing the same air, their breaths circulating between the scant space where their mouths part. he juts his hip forward, partially out of frustration, and partially just to see how reggie will react, blunt fingernails digging into the back of reggie's neck. )
Do you ever shut up? ( rhetorical. because, yes, he's aware that for fifteen whole minutes reggie was behind the wheel they barely spoke a word. that's not the point. they weren't making out then. )