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“I think we could convince Archer to do anything if we put our mind to it,” Chris giggled. He thought of Fliss and decided that Archer would be all too eager to go and join her. Carmen seemed oblivious, but it hadn’t gone unnoticed by Chris and Izzy just how much of a crush the youngest Reese brother had on Felicity Conrad. “He and Fliss get along, I’m sure he’d go.” 

His hand felt perfectly placed against Carmen’s ass, and unless the other man protested, he wouldn’t be moving it any time soon. He felt content where they lay, naked limbs tangled together, the object of all of his desires slick with a mixture of their combined sweat and cum. He wanted to spend the rest of the day seeing if he could draw fresh moans from his best friend. 

Even as Carmen whined, he dipped his head low to catch Chris in another kiss. It was the sweetest thing he’d ever tasted. He muttered a soft nuhuh as his hand closed around the other man’s cheek, squeezing his ass and creating a firmer grip on him. He could feel the press of Carmen’s dick against his thigh from where he’d collapsed last night, aching and tired after taking Chris so well, and now he cheekily wondered absently if he could wake up little Carmen with just the right amount of teasing. 

“Coffee can wait. I have something sweeter for you here,” he noted. 

With his free hand drawing up the length of Carmen’s spine, it came to a rest at the back of his head as he pulled him in for another kiss. He took his time with him now, coaxing his mouth open as he moaned gently around his best friend’s tongue. Life was so much easier with Carmen here like this, tangled in his bedsheets instead of one room over, brooding over Kylie or Emily or whoever was on the roster at any given moment. 

“What if we stay here, make out for a little longer, and then I’ll cook you breakfast?” 

"I should shower." he protested, thumb brushing the nape of Chris' neck. He needed to get up, get dressed, stop messing around. It would be easier to focus with Chris dressed. But then his tongue was in his mouth, and Carmen felt warm all over, a low fluttering of desire in the pit of his stomach.

"Fine." he insisted, the curve of his back arching into Chris' touch, huffing in defeat against his mouth. He let himself smile - he could enjoy this for a little longer. "Okay, honey."

Carmen knew it would be what felt like hours before either of them rose to make breakfast. They would get distracted in the contours of each others bodies, the only indication that time passed being the light soaking through the parted curtains and the rumbling of their stomachs. Carmen tended to lose time when he was with Chris, he forgot himself, his responsibilities. Nothing mattered as much when they were together.

"Love you." he heard himself mumble, teeth nipping the lobe of Chris' ear. It should've felt dangerous, with Chris half-hard underneath him and looking up at him with the sweetest eyes, but it was the truest thing Carmen had ever known - loving Chris. It wasn't a matter of being in love with him, it was different. Better, almost.

Carmen heard his stomach rumble, and promptly ignored it.

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