( reggie reels him in and archie doesn’t resist in the slightest. he gravitates to reggie’s mouth with his like its the center of his universe, as if kissing him is better than oxygen. that all gets sidelined when his palm covers archie’s on his dick and he has to readjust, figure out how to posture and get their hands around both of them and his mouth goes slack. he keens into reggie’s mouth, huffs against it, digs his fingers harder into his shoulder for leverage to roll his hips again — up into their hands, sliding his dick against reggie’s. he’s probably going to feel it in his knees later. archie decides it so doesn't matter. )
More? ( he supplies, guessing the end of the sentence. )You?
( a hasty breath and it hits him like a splash of cold water to the face. yeah. yeah, he wants him. that recognition comes with a bit more clarity than being impulsive. )
Yes, ( he admits weakly, not intimidated by the truth, yet uncertain about what comes next. how they do this. he has a general understanding, at least. it's with a mournful glance that he pulls his hand away from their dicks in order to use both of his to twist at the hem of reggie's shirt. ) But first, I want your clothes the rest of the way off.
( he realizes that means they'll have to slam on the brakes temporarily. and??? the concept of time that should probably push them to hurry ( life, homework, parents ) isn't whispering in archie's ear right now. he pauses halfway up his torso to doublecheck. ) Don't you?
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More? ( he supplies, guessing the end of the sentence. ) You?
( a hasty breath and it hits him like a splash of cold water to the face. yeah. yeah, he wants him. that recognition comes with a bit more clarity than being impulsive. )
Yes, ( he admits weakly, not intimidated by the truth, yet uncertain about what comes next. how they do this. he has a general understanding, at least. it's with a mournful glance that he pulls his hand away from their dicks in order to use both of his to twist at the hem of reggie's shirt. ) But first, I want your clothes the rest of the way off.
( he realizes that means they'll have to slam on the brakes temporarily. and??? the concept of time that should probably push them to hurry ( life, homework, parents ) isn't whispering in archie's ear right now. he pauses halfway up his torso to doublecheck. ) Don't you?