[ the electrifying rush of having reki moaning and kissing back like it really means something, while rutting shamelessly against his lap, is enough to make langa realize how synonymous this feeling is to the time he discovered the fun in skateboarding. not to say that he’s had many similar encounters like this before last night, since langa’s only ever gotten as far as kissing with another boy back when he was still living in canada.
but that time answered nothing more than langa's own curiosity to his sexuality. unlike this—nothing about his first kiss can compare, or even come close, to the hunger and desire reki inspires out of him. it might seem like langa’s getting ahead of himself for reaching this conclusion at a considerably young age, but the only person langa ever wants to do this with, kissing and touching and discovering more of himself, is reki. only reki.
langa’s breath gasps out of him as reki tugs him back by the hair, eyes snapping open in surprise like he’s been roughly taken out of his trance. then, a wanton groan rumbles up from his chest as reki grinds down hard against him, causing langa’s arousal to throb with an acute need to gain more of this. ]
I’ll give you everything, Reki. [ he promises with his life, before he pulls reki back into a desperate kiss, open-mouthed and messy; he slides his tongue alongside reki’s own as they return to their earlier rhythm. this time, langa’s hands move down from under reki’s shirt to boldly slip under the back of reki’s pants. thankfully, unlike his own pants, reki's has enough room for langa to grab at his best friend's ass, where he squeezes down greedily while pushing reki’s hips forward to keep grinding against him. ]
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but that time answered nothing more than langa's own curiosity to his sexuality. unlike this—nothing about his first kiss can compare, or even come close, to the hunger and desire reki inspires out of him. it might seem like langa’s getting ahead of himself for reaching this conclusion at a considerably young age, but the only person langa ever wants to do this with, kissing and touching and discovering more of himself, is reki. only reki.
langa’s breath gasps out of him as reki tugs him back by the hair, eyes snapping open in surprise like he’s been roughly taken out of his trance. then, a wanton groan rumbles up from his chest as reki grinds down hard against him, causing langa’s arousal to throb with an acute need to gain more of this. ]
I’ll give you everything, Reki. [ he promises with his life, before he pulls reki back into a desperate kiss, open-mouthed and messy; he slides his tongue alongside reki’s own as they return to their earlier rhythm. this time, langa’s hands move down from under reki’s shirt to boldly slip under the back of reki’s pants. thankfully, unlike his own pants, reki's has enough room for langa to grab at his best friend's ass, where he squeezes down greedily while pushing reki’s hips forward to keep grinding against him. ]