[ honestly, reki was just here for a fun, tipsy ride, but now that qi fang's put the idea in his head, that's all he fucking wants. he whines sharply, shuddering all over, unable to sit still in his own skin when qi fang's going hard with all his best work. ]
Wanna come for you, baby. Just like this.
[ now there's nothing in the world he needs more than to be a fucking dirty brat, to come on these fingers—just on them, which is a tall fucking order. he wants so badly to squeeze his dick and ease all this impossible heat, but crazed as he is, that low voice in his ear is still law.
it means he has to bear down very hard and move like he never has before, chasing a high that's more elusive than ever thanks to the liquor. but it builds insurmountably until reki thinks he can't take it anymore—and then it's a perfect, rolling bliss, every muscle in his body going tight then loose just to clench back up again, his body aching just to collapse even though he can't move an inch. it's honestly the best thing he's ever felt, period, so good it makes his eyes roll back and his brain just stop, completely offline for the long moment it takes for his body to stop quaking. ]
[ qi fang is man enough to admit he did, like, 75% of the work here. and really only about 30% of that was physical, when their awkward position didn't give him much room to do much and all he could really do was growl and egg reki on like he likes. so, when reki finally does come, it's with a reverent sort of awe that qi fang sits back and watches. that was definitely all him, and fuck does he look gorgeous throughout it.
feeling every little quiver, qi fang presses soft, soothing kisses along reki's cheek, his throat. free hand coming up to smooth back his hair while the other quietly slips out from his pants to press reassuringly at the small of his back. ]
You did so well, baby... you're so fucking gorgeous.
[ those little touches rid him of the last of the tension and turn him boneless, right back to draping over qi fang like a pall. he just watches qi fang dote over him for a little while, smiling, so full up on all these good feelings that he'd be drunk on them too if the brandy hadn't gotten him first. ]
You're gorgeous.
[ he says finally, drifting his fingers down qi fang's chest. he got his, so it's only fair that he walk those fingers down to qi fang's waist and slip under his belt. ]
[ his little huff of laughter is quickly swallowed up by a sharp gasp, one hand reaching down to stop reki's before it gets too far. just a brush of his fingers and already qi fang's cock jumps at the attention but no no, he can wait. he should wait. ]
Later, [ he says, almost apologetic in the way he presses a kiss to one rosy cheek. ] You promised me some dick sucking, remember?
[ reki answers with a little huff of his own, wondering if he's the only boyfriend in the world who has to be restrained from dick on multiple occasions. what's that say about him anyway? probably best not to think about it. ]
Yeah, but that's like an all night thing.
[ he lets his hand go limp again and nestles his cheek against qi fang's shoulder, sighing happily. ]
Whatever. When we're alone, I'm not letting you stop me.
[ don't think about it at all, reki. trust that if the situation were different, that hand wouldn't have even dared to come close to your wrist.
but now that he's in the clear, qi fang lets both arms now wind around reki's waist, cradling him close so that he doesn't melt right off his lap. the lingering heat coming off their bodies is a little stifling, but he wouldn't trade this kind of closeness for the world. tipping his head, his own cheek comes to rest right on top of reki's head. ]
[ it's a lot nicer to be enveloped in strong arms than reki would ever like to admit. especially right now, when he's still buzzing with all kinds of feelings, carnal and otherwise. this is another one of those things they need to do more often.
it'll take a lot to get him to go fucking anywhere at this point, and changing just is nowhere near a contender. ]
Cuz you came in your pants like a thirteen year old, dumbass. [ of course, there's nothing but utmost affection in his tone. ] Kinda figuring you don't want anybody noticing.
[ what, now he has to cling? absolutely ridiculous. almost as infuriating as the fact that his cheeks are hot all over again, flushed so brightly he could signal planes from qi fang's lap. ]
Yeah? [ he'd never really been all that curious about it — after all, why would he be? his regular orgasms are good on their own — but with reki, he finds himself not only intrigued but eager to explore things.
he wraps his arms a little tighter, snuggling reki close. ]
[ but doing any of that means letting go of reki, and that seems near impossible to do right now. reki hasn't made any moves, so why should he? his weight is a warm, comforting one, and not something he's eager to give up unless he really has to. ]
[ well. neither of them are moving, so reki works a hand loose from between them and reaches up to run his fingers through qi fang's hair. (after he covertly works this fucking hair tie off, ofc.) ]
[ a small frown twitches on his lips when he feels his fringe fall around his eyes, but it's more in observation than actually being displeased by it. he's reaching behind reki now to spoon himself another bite of curry, suddenly remembering its existence. ]
[ almost there. reki gives it a good touseling and yeah, perfect. it isn't often you can catch reki purring without something shoved inside him; this is one of the few exceptions. ]
[ he helps himself to a bite of the curry first, maybe even chewing slower than usual just to draw it out. after he swallows he dips his head down to press a saucy kiss to that sheepish grin, hand coming down to give reki's side a squeeze. ]
But I'll do it when we're alone, so you can keep all that fine to yourself.
Oh, please. I dunno what I'd do if everyone found out you're actually a little hotter than you already are.
[ he's rolling his eyes, but it's practically impossible for him to look anything but soundly content right now. apparently it's one of the tragic side effects of being all curled up with your favorite person. ]
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Wanna come for you, baby. Just like this.
[ now there's nothing in the world he needs more than to be a fucking dirty brat, to come on these fingers—just on them, which is a tall fucking order. he wants so badly to squeeze his dick and ease all this impossible heat, but crazed as he is, that low voice in his ear is still law.
it means he has to bear down very hard and move like he never has before, chasing a high that's more elusive than ever thanks to the liquor. but it builds insurmountably until reki thinks he can't take it anymore—and then it's a perfect, rolling bliss, every muscle in his body going tight then loose just to clench back up again, his body aching just to collapse even though he can't move an inch. it's honestly the best thing he's ever felt, period, so good it makes his eyes roll back and his brain just stop, completely offline for the long moment it takes for his body to stop quaking. ]
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feeling every little quiver, qi fang presses soft, soothing kisses along reki's cheek, his throat. free hand coming up to smooth back his hair while the other quietly slips out from his pants to press reassuringly at the small of his back. ]
You did so well, baby... you're so fucking gorgeous.
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You're gorgeous.
[ he says finally, drifting his fingers down qi fang's chest. he got his, so it's only fair that he walk those fingers down to qi fang's waist and slip under his belt. ]
Like, fuck. I could stare at you forever.
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[ his little huff of laughter is quickly swallowed up by a sharp gasp, one hand reaching down to stop reki's before it gets too far. just a brush of his fingers and already qi fang's cock jumps at the attention but no no, he can wait. he should wait. ]
Later, [ he says, almost apologetic in the way he presses a kiss to one rosy cheek. ] You promised me some dick sucking, remember?
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Yeah, but that's like an all night thing.
[ he lets his hand go limp again and nestles his cheek against qi fang's shoulder, sighing happily. ]
Whatever. When we're alone, I'm not letting you stop me.
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but now that he's in the clear, qi fang lets both arms now wind around reki's waist, cradling him close so that he doesn't melt right off his lap. the lingering heat coming off their bodies is a little stifling, but he wouldn't trade this kind of closeness for the world. tipping his head, his own cheek comes to rest right on top of reki's head. ]
You should probably change...
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it'll take a lot to get him to go fucking anywhere at this point, and changing just is nowhere near a contender. ]
Why?
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[ he jostles reki once, twice in his arms. ]
Need me to carry you?
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[ what, now he has to cling? absolutely ridiculous. almost as infuriating as the fact that his cheeks are hot all over again, flushed so brightly he could signal planes from qi fang's lap. ]
It's not the same kind of nut, dumbass.
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What — like a dry one?
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Why don't you know about this stuff? Have you never...
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No, I mean — I heard about them but never had one myself...
[ he tilts his head at reki, smiling faintly. ]
Convenient. It looked like a good one.
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[ credit where credit's due, even if reki's interest is elsewhere now. ]
What's been stopping you?
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[ he blinks a few times. ]
Are you saying you can control that shit?
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[ reki nuzzles against his throat, breathing him in softly. ]
When it's you, I'm so fucking gone it's practically inevitable.
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he wraps his arms a little tighter, snuggling reki close. ]
Teach me how, next time.
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[ reki snickers and happily nestles in closer, pressing a softly lingering kiss to qi fang's jaw. ]
We should wake up the monsters soon.
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[ but doing any of that means letting go of reki, and that seems near impossible to do right now. reki hasn't made any moves, so why should he? his weight is a warm, comforting one, and not something he's eager to give up unless he really has to. ]
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[ well. neither of them are moving, so reki works a hand loose from between them and reaches up to run his fingers through qi fang's hair. (after he covertly works this fucking hair tie off, ofc.) ]
Can I tell you somethin'?
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What's up?
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You look fine as hell like this.
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Is that a request?
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Kinda late for that now, but yeah.
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[ he helps himself to a bite of the curry first, maybe even chewing slower than usual just to draw it out. after he swallows he dips his head down to press a saucy kiss to that sheepish grin, hand coming down to give reki's side a squeeze. ]
But I'll do it when we're alone, so you can keep all that fine to yourself.
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[ he's rolling his eyes, but it's practically impossible for him to look anything but soundly content right now. apparently it's one of the tragic side effects of being all curled up with your favorite person. ]
Anyway, it's good for you too, y'know?
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