[ Reggie blocks out all his recent violations and indignities, all that humiliation, and focuses just on Nick and his cock. This is his Dominant, his boyfriend, who loves him and takes care of him and cherishes him in a way no one else has ever shown Reggie before.
He groans, taking more of Nick into his mouth, tongue gliding wetly along each side and threatening to drip messily before Reggie takes in the whole length. His fingers stroke the base of Nick's cock gently, up to his stomach, and Reggie moans again, tightening his cheeks for suction. It feels like, maybe, he has won Nick's full attention again, and he'd like to try keeping it that way. ]
[This is so good. He should have known. There shouldn't have been any surprises here, and maybe there really aren't, if he thinks about it. Reggie's mouth is open; Nick's whole body arches up. There's no denying it now; his hand is tightening more, trying to move Reggie's head.
The pleasure isn't just warm, and easily focused; he can't read the Latin anymore.]
Sometimes I just want to keep you in my bed, naked, my little mortal boy.
[He says it and thrusts, slowly and lazily enough that Reggie can move if he needs to.]
Anytime I want I would just turn you over, fuck you, or take your mouth, watch you come apart.
[ Reggie moves, and lets himself be moved, and draws back just enough so he can say: ]
Who says you can't?
[ He's playing along, mostly, leaning into the dirty talk like he always enjoys doing, but he's also not opposed to the idea as... a sometimes thing, obviously not a permanent arrangement. If it's between just the two of them, it's incredibly hot in a way only Nick (and occasionally Derek) can sell Reggie on.
Taking Nick's full cock into his mouth again, he moans around it, letting his throat vibrate around the length, saliva spilling down his lips. ]
[He curves his body down now, too focused on Reggie's mouth to manage to think of anything else. The idea of Reggie naked was what inspired this, and now-
-he groans, stilling his hips, giving Reggie space.]
[ Since being here, Reggie's never cared for the designation as "submissive," for obvious reasons -- regardless of how quickly he'll bend to a more assertive personality than his, regardless even of what he enjoys in bed -- and for the fact it means that somebody owns him, like a slave, like a pet. Especially since the rules have closed in on them even more, since even minor transgressions have earned him traumatizing realignment therapy and citation after citation.
Not even for being rebellious, necessarily, but just for acting like himself.
With Nick, though, there is a sort of alluring eroticism to the notion of being kept like a pet for pleasure, an intimate game played occasionally between just the two of them. He groans again, swallowing Nick down, taking him in deep and suctioning his lips around the cock once he's moved down it to the hilt. ]
[It doesn't take much more, now. His hips move, fast, and he curls his hand in Reggie's hair, to hold him. He doesn't have any practical desire to keep Reggie like this, naked and waiting, all the time. He doesn't have any practical notion that it's sensible or realistic or even desirable. But for this moment?
It's so hot, the idea of Reggie just there, waiting and willing all the time.
[ Reggie swallows him down, milking Nick's cock for every last drop before his lips release their hold of it, and even then he treats Nick to a few more indulgent licks from base to tip before flicking his eyes upward. ]
Pretty good, huh?
[ He smiles, a trace of something almost like smugness quirking playfully at his lips, before he kisses Nick's thigh softly, then his stomach, then back to his cock to lick up it slowly as he maintains eye contact. ]
[ Reggie grins a little cheekily, feeling victorious, and begins to part his lips to pull Nick's thumb into his mouth before what else Nick said finally registers. ]
I'm what?
[ He's still smiling, but now his expression is a little confused, his heart suddenly beating faster. Reggie heard what Nick said, but his brain is stuttering a little, eyes wide and hopeful. ]
[ It feels pathetic to admit, even to himself, that he doesn't think he's ever been anyone's favorite person -- certainly not his parents, or any of his friends -- and part of him sort of took for granted that would always be the case.
Not in a self-deprecating way, just sober acceptance. He loves Nick and Nick loves him, but Reggie had resigned himself early on that he'd probably still come second to Nick's love for his girlfriend.
He shakes his head, reciprocating the sentiment easily, eagerly: ]
You're mine, too. I--
[ Reggie can't say he never thought it would be a guy, because before Nick, even before Veronica, there was still Archie, but--
He still never thought it would be like this. Not at all.
He pulls himself up a bit from under the desk, leaning forward to kiss Nick on the mouth. ]
[He reaches for him, tugging him into his lap, and kisses him back. He's not quite sure what's going on here, but he doesn't mind it, not really. He kisses him, and kisses him again.]
[ Reggie laughs too, the question snapping him out of his brief emotional reverie like a cold splash of water. He settles onto Nick's lap, arms wrapping themselves around his neck as he kisses back, hard and hungry and grateful. ]
Isn't that still gonna be pretty distracting for you?
[ Reggie smirks into the kiss, not moving off of Nick's lap just yet-- he'll probably have to be shoved off of it when Nick finally decides that enough is enough.
Lazily he grinds his hips down, nuzzling and nipping at Nick's neck like he's perfectly content to stay there all day. ]
[ Reggie kisses Nick once more, making a slightly frustrated noise against his mouth, but it's not like he has much room to complain-- he knew this was coming, yet managed to still buy some time and intimacy anyway. ]
What am I supposed to do until then, just sit here and look pretty?
[ He motions to the side of the desk with a cant of his head. ]
[ Sitting still for very long is not Reggie's strong suit and he knows it, and he knows Nick knows it too. Before long he'll be getting restless, moving his legs over each other, fidgeting, cracking his knuckles-- whatever. Maybe he'll just take a nap there.
He doesn't get up yet, nuzzling Nick's neck and lingering there, lazily sucking red marks against the skin. ]
Okay, but I'm only doin' this cuz I'm your favorite person.
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He groans, taking more of Nick into his mouth, tongue gliding wetly along each side and threatening to drip messily before Reggie takes in the whole length. His fingers stroke the base of Nick's cock gently, up to his stomach, and Reggie moans again, tightening his cheeks for suction. It feels like, maybe, he has won Nick's full attention again, and he'd like to try keeping it that way. ]
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The pleasure isn't just warm, and easily focused; he can't read the Latin anymore.]
Sometimes I just want to keep you in my bed, naked, my little mortal boy.
[He says it and thrusts, slowly and lazily enough that Reggie can move if he needs to.]
Anytime I want I would just turn you over, fuck you, or take your mouth, watch you come apart.
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Who says you can't?
[ He's playing along, mostly, leaning into the dirty talk like he always enjoys doing, but he's also not opposed to the idea as... a sometimes thing, obviously not a permanent arrangement. If it's between just the two of them, it's incredibly hot in a way only Nick (and occasionally Derek) can sell Reggie on.
Taking Nick's full cock into his mouth again, he moans around it, letting his throat vibrate around the length, saliva spilling down his lips. ]
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[He curves his body down now, too focused on Reggie's mouth to manage to think of anything else. The idea of Reggie naked was what inspired this, and now-
-he groans, stilling his hips, giving Reggie space.]
Reggie-
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Not even for being rebellious, necessarily, but just for acting like himself.
With Nick, though, there is a sort of alluring eroticism to the notion of being kept like a pet for pleasure, an intimate game played occasionally between just the two of them. He groans again, swallowing Nick down, taking him in deep and suctioning his lips around the cock once he's moved down it to the hilt. ]
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It's so hot, the idea of Reggie just there, waiting and willing all the time.
He comes with a yelp, a sharp, sudden cry.]
Reggie-
[He likes this, it's too good. So good.]
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Pretty good, huh?
[ He smiles, a trace of something almost like smugness quirking playfully at his lips, before he kisses Nick's thigh softly, then his stomach, then back to his cock to lick up it slowly as he maintains eye contact. ]
How's your reading going?
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[He reaches down to press a thumb to the corner of Reggie's mouth.]
You're my favorite person, I think.
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I'm what?
[ He's still smiling, but now his expression is a little confused, his heart suddenly beating faster. Reggie heard what Nick said, but his brain is stuttering a little, eyes wide and hopeful. ]
What do you mean?
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You're my favorite person, Reggie.
[He says it again.]
The person I like spending time with. I never thought it would be a mortal.
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Not in a self-deprecating way, just sober acceptance. He loves Nick and Nick loves him, but Reggie had resigned himself early on that he'd probably still come second to Nick's love for his girlfriend.
He shakes his head, reciprocating the sentiment easily, eagerly: ]
You're mine, too. I--
[ Reggie can't say he never thought it would be a guy, because before Nick, even before Veronica, there was still Archie, but--
He still never thought it would be like this. Not at all.
He pulls himself up a bit from under the desk, leaning forward to kiss Nick on the mouth. ]
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Are you okay, Mantle?
[He's laughing a little, and kisses him again.]
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Yeah.
[ Another kiss, slow, passionate, desperate. ]
I'm just happy.
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[He says with another laugh, and gives him a kiss.]
Now I have to work.
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[ Reggie smirks into the kiss, not moving off of Nick's lap just yet-- he'll probably have to be shoved off of it when Nick finally decides that enough is enough.
Lazily he grinds his hips down, nuzzling and nipping at Nick's neck like he's perfectly content to stay there all day. ]
All work and no play isn't healthy, you know.
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[He says it with a smile, and presses his nose to Reggie's temple.]
Promise.
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What am I supposed to do until then, just sit here and look pretty?
[ He motions to the side of the desk with a cant of his head. ]
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[He reaches for him, tangling his fingers in Reggie's curls.]
I want to see you sit there, pretty as anything.
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He doesn't get up yet, nuzzling Nick's neck and lingering there, lazily sucking red marks against the skin. ]
Okay, but I'm only doin' this cuz I'm your favorite person.