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[rekd]

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[dawdled]

This is the first.

[ and he would be embarrassed about the low quality but... he's not, really. he's mostly hoping to see more of reki's photos. ]

[rekd]

[ reki knows langa's tough to embarrass (see: his very first race), but he's still gonna tread lightly here. ]

if you do something for me ill do it for you too
sound good?

[dawdled]

What is it?

[ if only you can see how determined he looks. ]

[rekd]

[ trust he can feel that thousand yard canadian stare all the way from the comfort of his own bedroom. ]

lets start with turning on a light so i can see you

[dawdled]

[ he does just that... and snaps a picture of himself, squinting while frowning slightly. ]

Oh.

[ he then realizes belatedly the mistake of his first shot. ]

Better?

[rekd]

there you are so much better
touch yourself for me

[dawdled]

Send back a photo of yourself for me, baby.

[rekd]

[ THAT'S NOT THE DEAL BUT... fine. it's for educational purposes anyway. reki flops on to his belly and wriggles his pants down over the curve of his ass, makes sure his spine is nice and bent into a pretty shape for the angle, then snaps and sends that. ]

k no more until mission complete

[dawdled]

So pretty, Reki. Did you already clean yourself of me when you got home?

[ yes, now he's definitely touching himself. and he does manage to remember to snap a photo of his hand wrapped around his cock, pants tucked around his thighs. ]

[rekd]

[ you know, he was so wrapped up in getting to teach langa the basics of something again that he'd forgotten how fucking hot he is. now reki has to suffer in this grave he's dug himself. ]

oh fuck
holy shit you look so good
aim the camera a little lower ok
& lean back a bit

[ oh wait there was a question ]

hell no i wanna keep you around til i cant stand it anymore

[dawdled]

[ he does as he's told and then snaps another shot. but it turns out blurry because he's moving too much—but can you blame him? once he's got reki on his mind, it's hard for him to take a pause. ]

This is not easy... I wish you were here. I wanna see how much of myself is still in you.

[rekd]

almost all of it. im trying to be careful. do that one again like you gotta stay still for the picture
promise the reward will be worth it

[dawdled]

[ alriiight, langa tries to keep still as he takes another shot. it does look fairly better this time, especially with reki's instructions. ]

I shouldn't have let you go home.

[ hopefully his dick is expressing just how frustrated he's feeling. ]

[rekd]

you know nothing gets me hotter than the idea of you holding me hostage

[ honestly, after a picture like this... no, reki, chill out. ]

you look really really fucking good langa

[dawdled]

Next time then, baby. Not allowed to leave me.

[ only because it's coming from reki and not anyone else, langa's heart soars over the compliment even as he's frowning. ]

Wanna see you.

[rekd]

no not next time ive got responsibilities and stuff

[ and yet here he is, on his phone all night with langa anyway. but ok whatever!! ]

forget it. your turn. tell me what you wanna see

[dawdled]

[ responsibilities? ugh. what a tease... but speaking of. ]

Take off your hoodie. I wanna see you playing with your chest. Tease yourself.

[rekd]

[ there we go, that's his boy. reki slips off his hoodie and bunches it up behind his head, rubbing his nipples into perfect little peaks and glossing up his lips for the camera with a swipe of his tongue. and send. ]

like this?

[dawdled]

Perfect. So pretty and so fucking hot, baby. Wish I were there with you...

Fuck yourself with your fingers next. Start with three. You should still be loose enough from me.

[rekd]

fuck
me too

[ somehow, langa's got him so fucking horny for it that he's clawing through his nightstand and hurrying to cross his legs over his chest. he wants langa to see nothing but his ass stuffed full of his fingers in the next shot he sends. ]

its still so wet inside

[dawdled]

[ langa has to take a pause to collect himself before replying because holy shit how does reki look so good? this should be illegal. is it really okay for langa to save these photos? not like anyone else will go through his phone but fuck, he'd make this his wallpaper if he could. ]

Fuck. That's it, baby.

Wanna hear you...

[rekd]

yeah?

[ he's hit with the sudden, overwhelming urge to hear langa too; practically starving for it, knowing how langa sounds when he's in this mood. that and it's getting increasingly hard to type when he's rocking desperately on his fingers. ]

call me?

[dawdled]

[ he almost misses pressing the call button with how quickly he tries to get to it. then he waits rather impatiently for reki to pick up, not that he has to wait that long, but the moment the call is answered, langa is the first to speak. ]

Reki.

[ he growls, almost like he's angry about being so far apart. in the background, there's a constant sound of slick furious motion. ]

[rekd]

Langa...

[ something inside reki shifts at the sound of his voice, somewhere between comfort and the deepest hunger he's ever known. reki lets him listen to his sharp, soft breaths as he roughly curls his fingers inside himself and starts digging in until he can barely hold the phone up to his ear. ]

I need to see you again. Please. Show me how bad you want me.

[dawdled]

[ fuck, okay, langa should've thought this through a little. they have cameras on their phone for a reason, right? even if the way reki sounds against his phone is absolutely everything langa wanted to hear, filling his imagination of reki writing on his bed while fucking himself with his fingers... being able to watch him through video would be waaaay better.

holding up his phone with one hand, langa clicks the video icon and is surprised to see the person staring back at him—how distressed he looks, with his frustrations and desires written blatantly all over his face. langa really needs reki here. with him. right now. fuck. he wants him so bad. ]

I shouldn't have let you go, Reki. Fuck. Show yourself...