[ qi fang is already out of his seat and heading towards the door when his phone vibrates again in his pocket. reki won't actually get a response until a couple of minutes later, because apparently now's the high traffic time for bathroom breaks. ]
Feels kinda like seven minutes in heaven waiting here
[ as usual, qi fang's spidey senses are on point and reki slides into the closet a few minutes later with his head tilted back and a bloody paper towel bunched against his nose. it flattens his voice considerably as he lifts his unburdened hand and immediately starts on damage control. ]
[ reki knows exactly where they should begin, stepping closer so that he can nuzzle his way into qi fang's space. losing some stupid nose blood is a small sacrifice to make for this. ]
[ a heavy sigh, but it's not like those arms of his aren't already ready to tuck reki into his space. he's already maneuvering the two of them in the small space, crowding reki up against a wall so he can lean in against him. ]
You're gonna give me a heart attack before thirty, I'm sure of it.
That's some real sexy talk. Really getting me in the mood.
[ his hands aren't making any moves on his own clothes, though, instead working on untucking reki's shirt from his pants so he can slip his hands up and under to start groping at his chest. ]
[ reki's chest rolls beneath his touch, greedily soaking it all in. difficult as it is to do that and unbuckle a belt with one hand, he's still managing, flicking the buckle aside so he can pop a button and slide his fingers down the front of qi fang's pants. ]
[ no point in wasting what little time they do have, then. as much as he enjoys playing with reki's nipples, he's soon dropping his hands to unbuckle a belt of his own. he's got two hands to work with, though, so it's far easier and faster for him to get that undone and reki's boxers shoved down around his hips.
quicker still to draw reki out, stroking eagerly to get him to stiffen in his palm. he leans down out of instinct, but pauses midway upon realizing there's a big swath of paper towel in the way of his kiss. frowning, he lifts his free hand to flick it. ]
[ no worries, they'll be even soon. reki's just a little knocked off course for a moment, shutting his eyes and shuddering as qi fang's fingers close around his cock, already flushed and sensitive just from the prospect of getting this time alone together. it's by rote that he's rolling slowly up on his toes for a kiss too, realizing at the sound of paper ruffling that there's still that one flimsy obstruction between them. ]
I'll be fine.
[ or he won't and they'll come out of this looking metal as fuck—win-win either way. he balls the paper up and sends it soaring, pulling at qi fang's collar to lock him into a kiss while his fingers find the shaft of qi fang's cock and squeeze. ]
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m
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there is that supply closet down the hall
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See? You're so good at this
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u go first & ill meet u in there
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How'd I suddenly go from no way to this
[ and yet, qi fang is raising his hand anyway, asking to be excused to the restroom so he can be on his way. ]
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lmk when u made it & the coast is clear
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Feels kinda like seven minutes in heaven waiting here
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omffffgggg
okumura told me no???
bc ive been doin nuthin but txting all period like anyone else isnt
nw tho i got a plan stay there
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I'm worried
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[ yeah he's got a bad feeling about this ]
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I'm fine. Let's not talk about it.
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Did you give yourself a bloody nose just to get out of class???
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[ reki levels a look at him. of all the ridiculous assumptions. ]
I made Langa do it.
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Babe...
[ fuck, he doesn't even know where to begin. ]
Does it hurt? Jesus Christ.
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[ reki knows exactly where they should begin, stepping closer so that he can nuzzle his way into qi fang's space. losing some stupid nose blood is a small sacrifice to make for this. ]
I'm fine. I just wanna be with you.
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You're gonna give me a heart attack before thirty, I'm sure of it.
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[ reki grins sheepishly beneath that paper towel, but he's far more preoccupied with curling his fingers into qi fang's belt, tugging him closer. ]
You should take off your clothes so I don't get blood on 'em.
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That's some real sexy talk. Really getting me in the mood.
[ his hands aren't making any moves on his own clothes, though, instead working on untucking reki's shirt from his pants so he can slip his hands up and under to start groping at his chest. ]
You know we don't have that much time, right?
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When's that ever stopped us before?
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...Fair enough.
[ no point in wasting what little time they do have, then. as much as he enjoys playing with reki's nipples, he's soon dropping his hands to unbuckle a belt of his own. he's got two hands to work with, though, so it's far easier and faster for him to get that undone and reki's boxers shoved down around his hips.
quicker still to draw reki out, stroking eagerly to get him to stiffen in his palm. he leans down out of instinct, but pauses midway upon realizing there's a big swath of paper towel in the way of his kiss. frowning, he lifts his free hand to flick it. ]
Do you still need this?
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I'll be fine.
[ or he won't and they'll come out of this looking metal as fuck—win-win either way. he balls the paper up and sends it soaring, pulling at qi fang's collar to lock him into a kiss while his fingers find the shaft of qi fang's cock and squeeze. ]
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