archer and you were done doing the deed about an hour ago, it was now 12 at midnight and your head was layed on his full chest that was still a tad bit moist from the humidity of you two, he was in his silk red robe that was tied ever so loosely and a pair of black boxers. His purplish dark hair was in a bit of a mess while he talked on the phone with one of his business partners while a cig was in his other hand, he would shift his large frame in a more comfortable position from time to time