"Gah!" Charlie's eye opened wide and he gave a gasping laugh as he followed the pull lurching a little as he raised one foot to pull his sock off. It looked like he might be topping from the bottom again, but that was okay. They both knew who wore the pants - quite literally at the moment - in this relationship.
But it was soon remedied. "Not fair,D," Charlie whimpered, pushing against Deacon's hand. "Your jeans off, too! And ..." he tapped his tongue stud against his teeth.