he was already grinding himself against the man, cheeks and chest flushed with pink, and all they had done was make out - maybe it was the two strong hickeys archie had left in his silky skin, or maybe the man’s dirty talk had worked even better than usual, or maybe he just was becoming more and more hungry for the man as their enconters progressed. they were both dressed, but peter was already dreaming of the sound of their skin slapping while he is filled with the man’s warmness. “you’re teasing me really good, sir, sorry...” he doubted the man was mad or frustraded that he was so eager, but the apology came become he could think. the permition kiss was specially slow and warm and inviting, and it went straight down to his crotch. with a big smile, he got out of the man’s lap, and to the floor, hands impatient to open the man’s belt and jeans. when he finally freed the thick erection, he couldn’t help but stare at it for a few seconds. a deep gulp, a glance from doe eyes to archibald’s features, and he had the man in his mouth. tongue swirling around the lenght, he lowered himself inch by inch, until he could feel the head in his throat and pubic hair against his face. for a few seconds, he stayed there, not daring to push his limits yet, but not backing down either - but then he came back, as slowly as he went in, taking a deep breath when the member was no longer heavy on his tongue. “is this... is this good? i wan-” he placed the tip on his open tongue, giving it a slow lick. “i wanna be good.”