[ the slight movement beside him does cause langa to shift slightly on the bed, but other than that, he remains absolutely dead to the world. his body had been fully sapped from last night's excitement, so it's no surprise that he would be sleeping like a log for the rest of the evening and the early morning after.
it's only when a hot breath ghosts over his ear, teeth tugging at his lobe that causes a tired groan to rumble from his chest. he barely catches the demand—but definitely recognizes whose voice those words belong to. the next thing he senses as his body slowly rouses from its deep slumber is that it's extremely warm in his room. not warm in the disgusting, sticky kind of way, but the kind of warmth he wants to remain cocooned and snuggled into. other than reki's voice, the comforting heat should have been an obvious indicator that he isn't in his own bedroom; he usually has his AC knocked down to a degree comparable to canada's normal temperature. while deducing his current location, memories from last night start trickling into his mind and helpfully supplies him with the answer. ]
Reki.
[ his voice comes out hoarse and low, and the arms that he has wound around a warm body tightens just a bit before relaxing. ah, right. they went to sleep together naked, so of course, they're going to wake up naked as well. langa really appreciates this discovery, his hands moving on their own, tracing over the smooth plane of reki's back down to the swell of his plump ass. out of habit, langa gives it a light squeeze.
best wake-up call ever? hell. yeah.
cracking one eye open, the first thing langa sees is a blurry image of red. he turns his head to the side, vision slowly clearing until he's met with a really nice, and dare he say, desperate look on reki's face. langa's still drowsy as fuck though, body and mind not having fully awakened yet, so with a lick of his lips, all he manages next is a soft smile and a languorous: ]
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it's only when a hot breath ghosts over his ear, teeth tugging at his lobe that causes a tired groan to rumble from his chest. he barely catches the demand—but definitely recognizes whose voice those words belong to. the next thing he senses as his body slowly rouses from its deep slumber is that it's extremely warm in his room. not warm in the disgusting, sticky kind of way, but the kind of warmth he wants to remain cocooned and snuggled into. other than reki's voice, the comforting heat should have been an obvious indicator that he isn't in his own bedroom; he usually has his AC knocked down to a degree comparable to canada's normal temperature. while deducing his current location, memories from last night start trickling into his mind and helpfully supplies him with the answer. ]
Reki.
[ his voice comes out hoarse and low, and the arms that he has wound around a warm body tightens just a bit before relaxing. ah, right. they went to sleep together naked, so of course, they're going to wake up naked as well. langa really appreciates this discovery, his hands moving on their own, tracing over the smooth plane of reki's back down to the swell of his plump ass. out of habit, langa gives it a light squeeze.
best wake-up call ever? hell. yeah.
cracking one eye open, the first thing langa sees is a blurry image of red. he turns his head to the side, vision slowly clearing until he's met with a really nice, and dare he say, desperate look on reki's face. langa's still drowsy as fuck though, body and mind not having fully awakened yet, so with a lick of his lips, all he manages next is a soft smile and a languorous: ]
M'ning, cutie.