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[The entire conversation had confused Archie. But then, he'd never exactly been just like the other Bulldogs on the team. He'd always hovered around, being a part of the team and friends with most people, but if there had been afternoons after practice spent watching porn, he definitely hadn't had an invite. And if he had, he would have wormed out of it.
Because yeah, he didn't mind watching porn with people he was attracted to and letting it lead to something else. Whether that was watching each other, or fooling around or whatever. He didn't see the point otherwise? It'd just be awkward and frustrating if it was someone you didn't want to do any of that with. So him and Reggie had a vastly different perspective, and it left Archie wondering if he was the weird one for thinking it WASN'T just no big deal.
And then Reggie wanted to meet up and try it his way so Archie was more confused. Which, if he had any sense probably meant he should have said they shouldn't. But the thing is that Reggie is good looking and Archie isn't, and never has been, great at being alone. With Ronnie and him broken up and Jug and Betty still a couple, Archie spends too much time on his own with punching bags.
So porn with his hot friend who'll probably be a lot more casual about it than Archie ever manages to be might not be the smartest idea. But it's definitely the one Archie does anyway when he gets Reggie's message.
It's going to be awkward as hell though. When you know you're just going to fool around, how long do you watch the porn for first? And if it's a bro thing, does that take making out off the table?
Maybe Archie should have asked Moose. Too late now though, since he's already at Reggie's, texting he's there in case his dads are home. When Reg lets him in, Archie smiles, rubbing at the back of his own neck briefly.] Hey. Didn't know if you had the place to yourself or not.
[ It's complicated, truly, to navigate the line between weird athlete rituals and latent-ish bisexuality, and Reggie has always been rather clumsy in his efforts even before he actually knew the latter about himself.
Sometimes he wishes he still didn't know, because it kind of complicates everything in a way Reggie's not especially equipped to analyze, including and perhaps even especially his friendship with Archie. He's always loved the guy, but not in-- or maybe a...?
Well, fuck it. He doesn't know, so Reggie determines to just do what he always does in these situations and simply refuse to overthink it. Awkwardness is at least one of those emotion states he's practically immune to feeling, so "going with the flow" seems like a perfectly reasonable strategy to him, even for this.
Reggie lets Archie in with his usual devil may care grin, leading his friend upstairs toward his room. ]
Don't worry about that-- like I ever invite people over when my parents are home.
[ Luckily his parents are often not home. He gives Archie's shoulder a playful shove. ]
Relax, bro. You're not getting cold feet on me yet, are you?
[Archie has always been happy to sort of dwell in a bubble of not-thinking-too-hard about the sexuality question. He mostly likes girls, so if there were sometimes guys too, why worry about it? Or that had been his position, anyway. He's starting to think maybe it's more complicated than that.
But Archie's overthinking is usually saved for other topics, so he'll go ahead and put it off again for as long as possible.
So he just smiles back at Reggie when the door opens, sheepish and a little red-cheeked, but laughing too.] Well yeah, it was kinda spur of the moment though. [He shakes his head.] No. Just ... thinking about it, I guess.
[Which may make him sound like he's overeager but ... it was the truth so Archie just says it. He may lie a lot for an honest guy, but he still is one at heart. He shoves back against Reggie, teasing back.] Why, are you? Or did you just watch on your own so now you just want to watch game footage?
Dude, I didn't start and finish in the time it took us to set this up. I'm only human.
[ Still smirking, lighthearted as ever, Reggie is trying very hard not to seem overeager himself, though-- he is. The way his heart is racing he may not be able to keep up the nonchalant act for much longer, either, but his pride demands he at least try.
Reggie pushes open the door to his room, which is cluttered but not terribly messy, given that he cleared the bed and floor of whatever clothes or assorted books, games, and sports equipment had been in the way so they'd have space for... well, whatever. To be determined.
He sits on the edge of his bed, leaning back on his palms and trying to ignore his pounding heart rate. Gesturing to the stack of assorted DVDs by the TV, he says: ]
I've got porn, I've got games, whatever turns you on. I can work with either.
I don't know Reggie, you're pretty quick on the field. Maybe you're quicker off of it, not like I'd know for sure.
[Archie gives him a quick grin as he teases. He follows Reggie into his room and then hovers in front of him when he sits on his bed, looking down at him.]
If games get you going that's okay, but not really what I play them for. So I guess stick to the porn. But ... [Archie hesitates and then takes a step closer.] I mean, if we both know what we're here for ... [He gives a small shrug, a little sheepish, but meets Reggie's eyes earnestly.] I'm not gonna need it, Reg. Put it on though, if you want.
[ Reggie shoves Archie's shoulder again in a bro-ish, play-fighting kind of way, tempted briefly to defend himself -- and challenge his speed against Archie's, perhaps -- but then deciding to stay focused on the real matter at hand. Not that it has to be just one or the other, but this feels like a situation that would benefit from more... finesse.
In so much as Reggie's even capable of finesse, of course.
He bites idly at the inside of his cheek, leaning back on his arms as he contemplates just hooking up without any kind of facade around it. ]
So, you wanna just...? [ His eyes stay on Archie's, wary but interested. ] Okay.
[ There's a brief hesitation, but then Reggie tugs at the hem of Archie's shirt, pulling him low so he's within reach for Reggie to kiss experimentally. ]
Sure Reg, I was just reading between the lines. [Archie grins at him, shoving back with the same playfulness. Finesse isn't really something either of them is known for, but they've made it this far?
When Reggie says it like that though, Archie turns red because ... it does kind of take away any pretense, doesn't it? And there's usually a least a little of that when this happens.
He's still red when Reggie tugs at him, but Archie goes, stepping in closer.
There's a sort of sigh of relief when Reggie goes to kiss him because ... okay. Kissing not off the table. He licks his lips automatically, tongue brushing Reggie's lower lip in the process, and then leans in to kiss him. His hands hover uncertainly, not quite sure where to go or what's allowed before he just settles an arm around Reggie's waist. The kiss though, is less tentative, since Archie at least knows he knows what he's doing there, and he presses into it, figuring if he's going to kiss Reggie well ... he's just going to DO it, kiss going deep and hard quickly.]
[ It's lucky again that Reggie is as resistant to feeling awkward as he is, otherwise it might be so much harder to just dive in to a hook-up with his best friend, without any kind of plausible deniability or plan B in mind. It's a little dangerous, he knows, because this is normally the sort of thing that can ruin friendships if anything goes wrong, but--
Well, really they're already past the hardest part, which is just making that interest known; once you make it past that awkward stage, Reggie figures anything else that happens from there can probably be recovered from.
Fist still balled up in his shirt, Reggie pulls Archie closer, kissing him more confidently now that Archie's kissing him back. It feels good, disturbingly natural, to finally -- finally? like he's been waiting? -- get to do this, to finally have the freedom to touch Archie however he wants rather than just a pat on the back or a slap on the ass. His hand settles on Archie's thigh, squeezing it lightly, the other sliding up to tangle fingers into Archie's hair. ]
[Archie's not immune to awkward. But he does usually power through, and he might have just done that even if this had gone sideways into weird immediately. They'd been friends too long and been through too much to let something like this screw that up, so Archie would have just brushed it off, maybe actually changed to playing video games - something.
Luckily he doesn't have to. Reggie pulls him closer and Archie just goes. It's weirdly easy for a first kiss, that feeling of testing things out going missing pretty quickly in favor of it just being good. Archie's not sure what he expected, but not that, probably?
Reggie's hand on his thigh makes Archie press in closer. He fists his hand into Reggie's shirt too, but just to pull it up enough that his other hand can press against bare skin at Reggie's hip. Archie's not blind. He's noticed Reggie too, for a long time. Somewhere in the back of his mind is a list of spots he'd like to lick, and that divot at his hip is one of them, the line of his abs another.]
[ It feels, in fact, a lot easier than Reggie would have expected a kiss like this to feel-- maybe because they'd already agreed this was happening? Having the guesswork taken out certainly helps move things along. It's warm and experimental, not necessarily intimate yet, but eager, with an increasingly hungry edge as they gather momentum. ]
Mmh--
[ Archie's hands on him only makes Reggie kiss him harder, teeth nipping playfully and fingers pulling at his hair, trying to wordlessly compel Archie to touch him more, wherever and however he wants. After another moment or two Reggie draws back, breaking the kiss briefly so he can pull his shirt off and over his head. ]
[Maybe it's that they agreed. Maybe it's just that they'd both thought about it more than either one of them is admitting. Whatever it is, Archie doesn't question it, just accepts it, shifting in closer to Reggie.
Archie makes a soft hiss of a sound when Reggie nips. It does what Reggie wants since he digs his fingers into Reggie's back, dragging him in tighter against Archie. He doesn't let go to let Reggie yank off his shirt until his brain catches up that's WHY Reggie's pulling back, and then Archie releases him, hurriedly doing the same.
He yanks off his sweatshirt and drops it to the floor, eyes sliding over Reggie. Archie shakes his head a little and gives a small laugh.] Damn, Reg.
[He's seen it before, sure. But it's not the same as seeing it when you're allowed to touch it and appreciate it. Archie reaches out, running his hands down Reggie's sides and stepping in to kiss him again.]
[ Checking out your bros on a casual day-to-day, or even in the locker room, is one thing, but being allowed to stare appreciatively at Archie's body is something of a revelation. Now Reggie can both look and touch without having to worry about being caught staring, and he fully intends on making the most of the opportunity.
"Intends" is hardly even the right word for it; Reggie doesn't have to think, it just happens, his hand stoking to feel up the swell of Archie's bicep, his pecs, fingers tracing the marks of his scar. ]
Damn yourself, Arch.
[ He murmurs it against Archie's mouth, too impatient to break the kiss any more than that. Now that they've started he's committed to seeing this through, however far it takes them, because for all he knows the moment they lose momentum that'll be it-- the mood will be broken and this will just be some awkward experiment they will never speak of again.
That's worst case scenario, though, the furthest thing right now from Reggie's mind. He pulls Archie closer by the belt loops of his jeans and then hooks a leg around him to hold him there, keep their bodies close. ]
[Archie's mouth pulls into a grin as Reggie's hands slide over him, unable to resist flexing just a little beneath his touch.] Yeah?
[Somehow, even if Reggie were attracted enough to want to do this with him, Archie hadn't expected outright admiration. It's a rush coming from someone he's usually competing against, at least in part.
The mood breaking is the last thing on Archie's mind. Especially when he feels Reggie's fingers in his belt loops and a strong leg hooking around him. Archie answers by dipping the arm around Reggie lower, hand spreading on his hip wide enough that it's half on his ass and pressing into his mouth, taking a cue from him earlier and nipping at his lip before licking back into his mouth, kiss going too deep and hungry to be anything but dirty.]
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bragnificent) wrote2018-07-20 11:23 pm
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Because yeah, he didn't mind watching porn with people he was attracted to and letting it lead to something else. Whether that was watching each other, or fooling around or whatever. He didn't see the point otherwise? It'd just be awkward and frustrating if it was someone you didn't want to do any of that with. So him and Reggie had a vastly different perspective, and it left Archie wondering if he was the weird one for thinking it WASN'T just no big deal.
And then Reggie wanted to meet up and try it his way so Archie was more confused. Which, if he had any sense probably meant he should have said they shouldn't. But the thing is that Reggie is good looking and Archie isn't, and never has been, great at being alone. With Ronnie and him broken up and Jug and Betty still a couple, Archie spends too much time on his own with punching bags.
So porn with his hot friend who'll probably be a lot more casual about it than Archie ever manages to be might not be the smartest idea. But it's definitely the one Archie does anyway when he gets Reggie's message.
It's going to be awkward as hell though. When you know you're just going to fool around, how long do you watch the porn for first? And if it's a bro thing, does that take making out off the table?
Maybe Archie should have asked Moose. Too late now though, since he's already at Reggie's, texting he's there in case his dads are home. When Reg lets him in, Archie smiles, rubbing at the back of his own neck briefly.] Hey. Didn't know if you had the place to yourself or not.
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Sometimes he wishes he still didn't know, because it kind of complicates everything in a way Reggie's not especially equipped to analyze, including and perhaps even especially his friendship with Archie. He's always loved the guy, but not in-- or maybe a...?
Well, fuck it. He doesn't know, so Reggie determines to just do what he always does in these situations and simply refuse to overthink it. Awkwardness is at least one of those emotion states he's practically immune to feeling, so "going with the flow" seems like a perfectly reasonable strategy to him, even for this.
Reggie lets Archie in with his usual devil may care grin, leading his friend upstairs toward his room. ]
Don't worry about that-- like I ever invite people over when my parents are home.
[ Luckily his parents are often not home. He gives Archie's shoulder a playful shove. ]
Relax, bro. You're not getting cold feet on me yet, are you?
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But Archie's overthinking is usually saved for other topics, so he'll go ahead and put it off again for as long as possible.
So he just smiles back at Reggie when the door opens, sheepish and a little red-cheeked, but laughing too.] Well yeah, it was kinda spur of the moment though. [He shakes his head.] No. Just ... thinking about it, I guess.
[Which may make him sound like he's overeager but ... it was the truth so Archie just says it. He may lie a lot for an honest guy, but he still is one at heart. He shoves back against Reggie, teasing back.] Why, are you? Or did you just watch on your own so now you just want to watch game footage?
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[ Still smirking, lighthearted as ever, Reggie is trying very hard not to seem overeager himself, though-- he is. The way his heart is racing he may not be able to keep up the nonchalant act for much longer, either, but his pride demands he at least try.
Reggie pushes open the door to his room, which is cluttered but not terribly messy, given that he cleared the bed and floor of whatever clothes or assorted books, games, and sports equipment had been in the way so they'd have space for... well, whatever. To be determined.
He sits on the edge of his bed, leaning back on his palms and trying to ignore his pounding heart rate. Gesturing to the stack of assorted DVDs by the TV, he says: ]
I've got porn, I've got games, whatever turns you on. I can work with either.
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[Archie gives him a quick grin as he teases. He follows Reggie into his room and then hovers in front of him when he sits on his bed, looking down at him.]
If games get you going that's okay, but not really what I play them for. So I guess stick to the porn. But ... [Archie hesitates and then takes a step closer.] I mean, if we both know what we're here for ... [He gives a small shrug, a little sheepish, but meets Reggie's eyes earnestly.] I'm not gonna need it, Reg. Put it on though, if you want.
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[ Reggie shoves Archie's shoulder again in a bro-ish, play-fighting kind of way, tempted briefly to defend himself -- and challenge his speed against Archie's, perhaps -- but then deciding to stay focused on the real matter at hand. Not that it has to be just one or the other, but this feels like a situation that would benefit from more... finesse.
In so much as Reggie's even capable of finesse, of course.
He bites idly at the inside of his cheek, leaning back on his arms as he contemplates just hooking up without any kind of facade around it. ]
So, you wanna just...? [ His eyes stay on Archie's, wary but interested. ] Okay.
[ There's a brief hesitation, but then Reggie tugs at the hem of Archie's shirt, pulling him low so he's within reach for Reggie to kiss experimentally. ]
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When Reggie says it like that though, Archie turns red because ... it does kind of take away any pretense, doesn't it? And there's usually a least a little of that when this happens.
He's still red when Reggie tugs at him, but Archie goes, stepping in closer.
There's a sort of sigh of relief when Reggie goes to kiss him because ... okay. Kissing not off the table. He licks his lips automatically, tongue brushing Reggie's lower lip in the process, and then leans in to kiss him. His hands hover uncertainly, not quite sure where to go or what's allowed before he just settles an arm around Reggie's waist. The kiss though, is less tentative, since Archie at least knows he knows what he's doing there, and he presses into it, figuring if he's going to kiss Reggie well ... he's just going to DO it, kiss going deep and hard quickly.]
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Well, really they're already past the hardest part, which is just making that interest known; once you make it past that awkward stage, Reggie figures anything else that happens from there can probably be recovered from.
Fist still balled up in his shirt, Reggie pulls Archie closer, kissing him more confidently now that Archie's kissing him back. It feels good, disturbingly natural, to finally -- finally? like he's been waiting? -- get to do this, to finally have the freedom to touch Archie however he wants rather than just a pat on the back or a slap on the ass. His hand settles on Archie's thigh, squeezing it lightly, the other sliding up to tangle fingers into Archie's hair. ]
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Luckily he doesn't have to. Reggie pulls him closer and Archie just goes. It's weirdly easy for a first kiss, that feeling of testing things out going missing pretty quickly in favor of it just being good. Archie's not sure what he expected, but not that, probably?
Reggie's hand on his thigh makes Archie press in closer. He fists his hand into Reggie's shirt too, but just to pull it up enough that his other hand can press against bare skin at Reggie's hip. Archie's not blind. He's noticed Reggie too, for a long time. Somewhere in the back of his mind is a list of spots he'd like to lick, and that divot at his hip is one of them, the line of his abs another.]
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Mmh--
[ Archie's hands on him only makes Reggie kiss him harder, teeth nipping playfully and fingers pulling at his hair, trying to wordlessly compel Archie to touch him more, wherever and however he wants. After another moment or two Reggie draws back, breaking the kiss briefly so he can pull his shirt off and over his head. ]
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Archie makes a soft hiss of a sound when Reggie nips. It does what Reggie wants since he digs his fingers into Reggie's back, dragging him in tighter against Archie. He doesn't let go to let Reggie yank off his shirt until his brain catches up that's WHY Reggie's pulling back, and then Archie releases him, hurriedly doing the same.
He yanks off his sweatshirt and drops it to the floor, eyes sliding over Reggie. Archie shakes his head a little and gives a small laugh.] Damn, Reg.
[He's seen it before, sure. But it's not the same as seeing it when you're allowed to touch it and appreciate it. Archie reaches out, running his hands down Reggie's sides and stepping in to kiss him again.]
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"Intends" is hardly even the right word for it; Reggie doesn't have to think, it just happens, his hand stoking to feel up the swell of Archie's bicep, his pecs, fingers tracing the marks of his scar. ]
Damn yourself, Arch.
[ He murmurs it against Archie's mouth, too impatient to break the kiss any more than that. Now that they've started he's committed to seeing this through, however far it takes them, because for all he knows the moment they lose momentum that'll be it-- the mood will be broken and this will just be some awkward experiment they will never speak of again.
That's worst case scenario, though, the furthest thing right now from Reggie's mind. He pulls Archie closer by the belt loops of his jeans and then hooks a leg around him to hold him there, keep their bodies close. ]
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[Somehow, even if Reggie were attracted enough to want to do this with him, Archie hadn't expected outright admiration. It's a rush coming from someone he's usually competing against, at least in part.
The mood breaking is the last thing on Archie's mind. Especially when he feels Reggie's fingers in his belt loops and a strong leg hooking around him. Archie answers by dipping the arm around Reggie lower, hand spreading on his hip wide enough that it's half on his ass and pressing into his mouth, taking a cue from him earlier and nipping at his lip before licking back into his mouth, kiss going too deep and hungry to be anything but dirty.]