[ Reggie gives Nick's hip bones a couple of slow swipes with his tongue before he leans back, settling onto his knees and the balls of his feet and yanking Nick's pants down with frantic, hungry impatience. He's still not used to this, per se, not used to letting himself want and pursue it, but he's getting used to it with Nick. He's not sure he could ever explain it, but he's not sure he cares, either.
He lifts Nick's legs to hang them over his shoulders, then spits into his hand and pulls Nick's cock out to give it a couple long, indulgent strokes before he simply holds it in place, wrapping his lips around it and pulling it halfway into his mouth. He could use this opportunity to start teasing Nick back, and maybe he will-- but he wants to start strong. Wet and rough and messy. ]
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He lifts Nick's legs to hang them over his shoulders, then spits into his hand and pulls Nick's cock out to give it a couple long, indulgent strokes before he simply holds it in place, wrapping his lips around it and pulling it halfway into his mouth. He could use this opportunity to start teasing Nick back, and maybe he will-- but he wants to start strong. Wet and rough and messy. ]