The next time comes quickly. There's something genuinely wonderful, after all, about having William's breath come stuttering like that. There's something properly giddy about feeling Archie squeezing closer instead of pulling away.

So the next kiss comes with a certain eagerness to it. The next kiss captures something like a nervously pleased laugh against the other man's skin.

And if his hand on Archie scrambles down to give a squeeze at Archie's hip reassuringly, that's hopefully all right.