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A = Aftercare (What they're like after sex)
Reginald Mantle is basically a puppy dog. He'll grin at you and hold you close, maybe make some jokey and flirty comment as he gently strokes your skin, directing your fingertips to either trace shapes against his chest or brush through his hair while he basks in your attentions. He'll murmur into your hair to make sure you're okay, placing lazy kisses there as you both drift off to sleep.
B = Body part (Their favourite body part of theirs and also their partner's)
Reggie loves your legs: the way they look in short skirts, the way they feel wrapped around him and pinning him against you, the way your thighs feel under his fingertips, the way they clench together when he teases you in public, and the way they tremble under his kisses.
He's proud of his whole body. He works hard to keep himself in shape, to be the best there is, and he certainly isn't afraid to show that off. He's especially proud of his arms (how you look wrapped up within them, how your eyes map his biceps when he flexes), and his torso (he high key loves the feeling of you mapping out his muscles with your fingertips, with your lips, and with your tongue).
C = Cum (Anything to do with cum basically... I'm a disgusting person)
One of Reggie's favourite sights is the sight of your body covered in his cum: your face and chest after you go down on him, your stomach and thighs when he pulls out of you... With your eyes hooded, your lips swollen, and your breathing heavy, you have never looked more deliciously his.
D = Dirty Secret (Pretty self explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs)
Reggie doesn't really have a dirty secret. He's not shy about his relationship with you, teasing you in public and dragging you off for a quickie when he can, so it's all pretty much on the surface. He's got a very visual kink, loving to watch your bodies when they're joined together, but that's about it.
E = Experience (How experienced are they? Do they know what they're doing?)
Reggie's had his fair share of fun. It's mostly been just that though: fun. He's not been one for the whole 'relationship' thing, not really. But he knows what he wants, and as long as that's you, he'll pull out the stops to make sure he's the one making you happy.
F = Favourite Position (This goes without saying. Will probably include a visual)
You on top of him, the feeling of your nails raking down his chest and torso as you bounce, the sight of your bodies joined together in full view.
G = Goofy (Are they more serious in the moment, or are they humorous, etc)
With a smirk, a wink (or a blink disguised to look like a wink 'cause he can't actually wink - and he over exaggerates this because he knows it's oddly endearing), and a few well chosen words, Reggie isn't afraid to be a little goofy as he talks you into bed with him. When it gets down to it though, he's quite serious, focused on how good you feel together.
H = Hair (How well groomed are they, does the carpet match the drapes, etc.)
He's proud of his body and he's not afraid to flaunt it - not only to you, but when he works out or plays sports too - so he keeps himself pretty trimmed and tidy.
I = Intimacy (How are they during the moment, romantic aspect...)
Reggie's not afraid of being romantic - after all, that's just another way to show you off as his, right? From him, it's a showy kind of romance: throwing his jacket over your shoulders, cliche gifts of flowers or chocolates, being overly protective when he knows full well no one else is a threat to what you have together - all just for an excuse to put an arm around your shoulder, hold you close, and kiss you in public.
In private, it's like he lets everything else go and just relaxes. He's not romantic, as such, but more intimate. He'll hold you close, revel in the feeling of skin on skin, drinking in every sight and sound of your bodies joined together.
J = Jack Off (Masturbation headcanon)
He's certainly not adverse to it. Of course, sex is better, but he's a practical guy. If he can't have you, his hand will do - he'll just make up for it with you later.
K = Kink (One or more of their kinks)
Reggie has a very visual kink. He loves to watch your bodies as you fuck, to see himself as he pushes into and pulls out of you.
L = Location (Favourite places to do the do)
Anywhere. Anytime. There's something about the risk of being caught, of being seen with you giving yourself over to him so completely, that turns Reggie on to no end. The locker room is a personal favourite: after a win he waits impatiently for the rest of the team to leave, then he'll have you up against the lockers or in the showers in mere moments. Why just have one victory when you can have two?
M = Motivation (What turns them on, gets them going)
It's no secret that Reggie Mantle can be a little vain on occasion (to put it nicely). The thrill of a football win, the exhilaration of a fight survived, all send him gleefully into your arms, craving the celebration of skin on skin.
Then there's you. You in general turns him on, but when you're at your most spirited - standing up for something you both believe in, or standing up for him (because Lord knows he can be an idiot and you've had to defend his attitude / behaviour / actions a few times) - there's something about seeing you so dominant that makes him crave the sight of you submitting to him, and only to him, which you're more than willing to do.
N = NO (Something they wouldn't do, turn offs)
Sharing: he might enjoy the risk of being caught with you, but the thought of anyone else actually stepping up to you, coming between you, is an absolute no from him. If you're together, you're his, and only his.
O = Oral (Preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc)
Receiving: the sight of you trailing your lips down his ever so toned torso, placing your kiss swollen lips around him, on your knees worshipping him and doing everything you can to make him feel good, his cum dripping from your lips or splattered all over your chest, God, the thought of it is enough to make him come undone right there and then.
P = Pace (Are they fast and rough? Slow and sensual? etc.)
Neither. Hot and heavy sex is great, if that's what the situation or the setting calls for. He's not particularly into teasing or foreplay (unless it involves you going down on him because oh boy will he do anything to get you on your knees), but he likes to enjoy the moment, taking it steady rather than fast and rough or slow and sensual.
Q = Quickie (Their opinions on quickies rather than proper sex, how often, etc.)
Oh God yes. The risk makes everything so much hotter. Sliding his hand under your skirt when you're sat next to him or in his lap when he can feel your thighs clench together from the tension, then emerging from wherever the hell you hid yourselves away this time with a beaming grin and hickies on your neck... He makes zero attempt to hide it, and the sight of your cheeks flushing with embarrassment is enough to get him going all over again.
R = Risk (Are they game to experiment, do they take risks, etc.)
Reggie's pretty vanilla when it comes to experimentation. Sure, he's game to try anything once (when you look at him, cheeks rosy with a nervous embarrassment, biting your lip in want, yeah, homeboy will pretty much do whatever you suggest), but for him, sex is the two of you making each other feel good and you don't need anything else.
S = Stamina (How many rounds can they go for, how long do they last...)
With all that time he spends staying in shape and competing at sports, Reggie is fit as fuck. Honestly though, he'd rather take his time with you, enjoying every moment you spend joined together once, than go for several rounds.
T = Toy (Do they own toys? Do they use them? On a partner or themselves?)
No. Just, no. If things get kinky and he wants to restrain you, or keep you quiet, he'll use a hand - the feel of you desperate to touch him or the vibrations of your muffled moans against his skin let him know he's doing a good job and is a turn on in itself. When he's with you, he wants it to be only him that makes you feel good.
U = Unfair (how much they like to tease)
Reggie is a little shit - but only in public. He loves to tease you, to make you crave him, to see the affect he has on your body, until you can't take it anymore and drag him away from everyone else (him throwing a wicked grin to whoever you're separating yourselves from) so he can have his way with you. In private though, he pretty much gets straight down to business.
V = Volume (How loud they are, what sounds they make)
Reggie is a little shit (part ii) - he's vocal as sin. He'll whisper against your skin how good you look, how good you feel. He'll ask you how he feels, basking in any praise you throw his way. He'll ask you what you want from him, waiting for you to beg a little (not much, he's as impatient as you are to get to the good stuff), while he tells you exactly what delicious things he wants from you in that moment. Dirty talk aside, he's not usually particularly loud, letting out curses, grunts, moans, and his cute-as-fuck only-used-in-bed pet name for you as he gets closer to orgasm. When he gets you on your knees though, his volume is a completely different story...
W = Wild Card (Get a random headcanon for the character of your choice)
Picture the scene: Reggie's got the house to himself for a few days. You put on your favourite lingerie set, fasten your coat tightly over the top, and make the journey to his (probably giggling the whole way at the ridiculousness of wandering the streets on your own without any actual clothes on). You get to his and you let yourself in with the spare key he's told you is under the plant pot. You're making your way upstairs when a groan catches your attention. A blush instantly floods your cheeks, and you shake your head to dismiss the sinful connotations from your mind. But sure enough, when you get to his bedroom doorway, you're met with the sight of Reggie naked on his bed, eyes scrunched closed as he pleasures himself. You bite back a breathless giggle as heat floods all through your body, and you quietly step inside the room. You lean against the door to close it. Reggie's eyes fly open at the sound, and he stares at you with a mix of shock, horror, and embarrassment. You bite your bottom lip, and never taking your eyes from his, untie the belt on your coat and let it fall to the floor. His eyes widen (if that's possible, poor boy already had an expression resembling a deer in headlights) as he drinks you in, watching as your hands caress your almost bare body while you walk towards him, positioning yourself at the opposite end of his bed. He begins to sit up to crawl over to you, but you kick him back down, dipping a hand into your underwear to touch yourself as you instruct him to finish what he started without you.
Since then, seeing you get yourself off (under his direction, of course: boy has to regain some degree of control) has become something of a turn on. There was one time you did it in the bathroom of Pop's, his chest pressed flush to your back as he held you up in front of the mirror, littering your neck and chest with small hickies as he directed your hand to touch yourself and your face towards the mirror to watch. Spinning you around and lifting you onto the counter to fuck you himself, homeboy never came so fast in his life.
X = X-Ray (Let's see what's going on in those pants)
Homeboy's on the larger size of average.
Y = Yearning (How high is their sex drive?)
Honestly, he gets of on the thought of you, on flirting with you and teasing you, on knowing he can have you. When he actually does have you that's great, of course, but his sex drive is no higher than any other horn dog.
Z = ZZZ (... how quickly they fall asleep afterwards)
After sex Reginald Mantle is a puppy dog. He just wants to curl up next to you, gently stroke your skin, feel your fingers on his chest or in his hair, place lazy kisses to the top of your head, and sleep. Chances are he'll fall asleep quicker than you do, but that's fine, because he'll wake up before you too, and wake you up with gentle kisses, soft touches, and teasing innuendos in case you're game for a morning round.

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