Out of things to say, Reggie turned back to watch the film, basking in the warm glow his admission brought to his stomach. Derek's legs brushed against his underneath the blanket, their warmth mixing together into a haze of something sexually strong. Reggie yearned for more, goddamnit, he wanted them skin on skin having rough, passionate s*x but he just didn't know how to go about the whole thing. It made him feel frustrated.
But he could manage it all for now. It was natural, and good. He felt happier and hopeful for the first time in ages.
They made small talk as the actions in the film progressed — chatting about how bitchy Maddy was being, wondering how a psychopathic Nate could claim to love her when he clearly wasn't straight and couldn't suppress his sexuality. At first Reggie fel
