[ When Reki doesn’t respond, Langa is filled with twin thoughts: excitement at having done as his boyfriend asked (he’s going to think of Reki as such in his mind despite the conversation they just had) as well as concern that he’d gone too far. Calling Reki a slut was hardly tame in his mind, and wasn’t at all as he saw him; if Reki liked it, though, who is he to judge? Maybe it will even be hot once they try it together. After all, he likes everything about Reki so far, and everything they’ve done, so it stands to reason that he’ll like this, too.
The text makes him roll his eyes but smile as he walks to the door and opens it. He tries to keep his face as emotionless as possible, looking down at Reki through his bangs, but it’s hard not to look at him with absolute adoration. Stepping aside, he nods his head to gesture that Reki should come in. ] Come in.
hell yeah
The text makes him roll his eyes but smile as he walks to the door and opens it. He tries to keep his face as emotionless as possible, looking down at Reki through his bangs, but it’s hard not to look at him with absolute adoration. Stepping aside, he nods his head to gesture that Reki should come in. ] Come in.