rekd | OVERFLOW / OPEN

[ it's almost too much for qi fang, who feels a bubble of instinct make him want to retreat. like somehow feeling so good is a bad thing, a scary thing, but at the same time he supposes that's part of the thrill here. it's never a dull moment with reki, and that can be pretty intimidating if he weren't so determined to enjoy every fucking second of it.

he grits his teeth, forcing himself to keep watching as reki's face turns from pink to red, as the sight of him becomes as obscene as the sounds filling the small room. qi fang holds him steady, firm but yielding just enough in case it's too much. his hips pick up the slack, rocking up to press and push and press deeper into that welcoming throat.

he huffs, feeling the tightening in his gut signal a sweet release. ]

Shit, c-coming—

[ he has enough forethought to loosen his grip on reki's hair, to let the other boy decide how and where he wants it. the rest of his body gives in, head tossing back while his hips buck uncontrollably. ]

[ reki can feel it too, and it probably means something he can't even fathom right now that he's able to read qi fang so well through touch alone. it makes the motions of his head that much more urgent, his grasp tightening around qi fang's hips even before he says a word. then he's soaking up all those thrusts with a tight throat and finely-pursed lips, dizzied by the sudden shift in qi fang's snapping hips as he lets himself go.

he drinks him down eagerly, petting sweetly now where his nails have scratched through skin, and doesn't let him go until there's nothing left to suckle from the flesh in his mouth. then he can gasp for air, rubbing his fevered cheek against qi fang's tight belly, trying to catch his breath just enough to speak. ]

Fuck, you looked so hot.

[ his fingers walk up qi fang's chest; his sleepy smile turns menacing. ]

Again?

[ a choked laugh, a desperate wheeze. qi fang reaches up just in time to stop that wandering hand from doing whatever devil work it had intended to do, instead dragging it up so he can press a sloppy kiss at the center of its palm. then he presses it down to rest against his chest, right above his still-wildly beating heart. ]

You want me to die? Pretty sure that was my soul and a half you just sucked outta me.

[ he spares a couple more moments to simply get his breath and bearings back, blinking up at reki's ceiling, idly trying to figure out if at one point he'd stuck up those glow-in-the-dark stars everyone seemed to have at one point in their lives.

but soon enough he's reaching down, tugging on reki's arms. ]

C'mere, I miss you.

[ reki's laughter is a little quieter, muted in part by the open-mouthed kisses he's spreading all over qi fang's belly. he's perfectly content here, basking in the warm glow of a job well done, soaking up the rhythm of his heartbeat with his fingers. when he feels that tug, though, his attention is instantly diverted, his gaze softening when it meets qi fang's. ]

You're fuckin' adorable after you come.

[ he's back up in an instant, seeking out a cozy place against qi fang to snuggle into, gently brushing his hair out of his face and behind his ear. ]

Pretty solid incentive to keep makin' you do it, y'know.

No way, I'm fucking [ yawn ] tough and manly...

[ with reki tucked against his side, qi fang doesn't hesitate to curl an arm around him to keep him close, remind him how well he fits there, right up against him. it feels like it took them a long time to get here, to allow themselves to not only have this but want this, that this kind of open honesty and affection between their bodies feels just as intoxicating as sex itself.

he's hoping that kind of affirmation can carry them through this next part too. ]

We should talk.

[ he really is happiest exactly where he is, wound up in qi fang's arms and drifting on the sensation of his voice. even better now because he sounds so smooth and sated, which makes reki proud in turn, blissed out on the idea that he can be enough for this person he really wants to keep.

and then there's that line every anxious person in the world just loves to hear. there's stuff they need to talk about, obviously, but his head quickly invents worst case scenarios. he knew you were lying about haru, it tells him. his heart pounds out a very clear distress signal in his chest: fucking run. ]

We can do that later. You should sneak a nap before dinner.

[ those fingers stroking through his hair turn as plaintive as they are soothing. ]

Must be fuckin' beat by now.

[ yeeeeah, so he definitely could have phrased that better. he blames his foggy mind, still trying to claw its way out of that post-orgasmic bliss but that was still definitely his bad. but, it's a testament to how far they've come (how far reki's come) that reki doesn't immediately bolt even after that slip up. ]

Yeah, but, [ his body sings of sweet sweet fatigue but he forces himself past the sleepy blinks to meet reki's eyes, serious, ] this is important. Right?

[ if reki had a much clearer perspective, it would probably occur to him that his downright catastrophic reactions to innocuous enough comments ought to be a good topic to talk about too. but that still feels like too much; all of it still feels like too much, like he's got one foot out the door constantly even though that's clearly not the case.

what helps is that look, the reassurance that this is important. he relents with a soft sigh, dropping his hands but snuggling closer. ]

Okay. What do you wanna talk about?

[ qi fang thinks to maybe sit up before beginning, but he realizes putting any kind of distance right now isn't going to be helpful. in times like this, it seems to him that reki benefits a lot from touch and other reassurances like that, so instead he just curls his arm around reki even tighter, running his hand up and down along his arm. ]

You said you'd been thinking about giving up S for a while now. I don't want you giving up something you're into just because of me.

[ it would make a world of difference, this closeness and the amount of care that qi fang is expending, if not for the topic. ]

Oh.

[ that was the thing they were supposed to talk about. right. between the chaos of the day and all those shots of brandy, he'd almost completely forgotten. he flashes a look up at the ceiling when it dawns on him, shaking his head. ]

Don't sweat it, then. It's not just because of you.

[ qi fang waits patiently, but ultimately blames the brandy for the lack of elaboration. ]

Explain...

[ oh he wants to like. talk talk about this. to his credit, reki's only squirming a little. ]

It's a bunch of things.

[ like, it's mostly two things in particular, but one he's trying to divert the blame away from, and the other's just too embarrassing to talk about. there has to be something neutral.

oh, well, there is one thing: ]

I think it's the reason Koyomi's acting out. I'm never around anymore, and between that and... other shit, man, I dunno. It just seems like it'd be better for everybody.

[ well. that much qi fang can understand. there's still a lot of this relationship stuff he's figuring out, but he has a pretty solid idea he doesn't want to be the reason anyone gives up anything. that's a lot of pressure on someone who doesn't really give himself enough credit on on not fucking up. ]

Does that everybody include you?

[ that's a good question. it's obvious from the way reki's eyes dim that he hasn't thought about it at all. way too many complicated thoughts and right now there isn't enough time to unpack all of them. but he does know what everyone else thinks, so. ]

Uhhhh... Yeah. Not like it's doing me any good, right?

[ qi fang shrugs, reaching up to brush some of the low-hanging fringe from reki's brow. ]

I dunno... You like it a lot. You've got friends there too, right? There's gotta be some good in that.

[ reki just frowns at him. ]

I thought you'd be happy about this. You hate it when I come home all banged up.

No, I... Trust me, seeing you banged up less is high on my list of things I like.

[ he lifts a hand to reki's cheek, thumb brushing against the apple of it. ]

I just want you to be sure, y'know?

[ reki turns his cheek into the touch, but his gaze remains fixed and resolute. ]

I'm sure I like you and I'm sure I don't wanna waste anymore of the time we've got, it's pretty simple after that.

[ maybe he's pushing too much. push too hard, and aren't you just asking for something to break? besides, decisions can always be revisited, redone. nothing's set in stone here, and despite a part of him still thinking all of this is way too good to be true, maybe he should just — let it happen. be happy about it.

so he relents with a soft sigh. relieved, to be honest, now that he lets himself feel it. he can't reach his lips as they are now, so he'll just plant a kiss atop reki's head instead. ]

I like you too. Like, a fucking lot.

[ reki smiles softly, his cheeks flaring with heat. thank god this hand is here for him to bury his face against. ]

I like you so fucking much.

[ this is a way better conversation. reki's mood is instantly improved, back to nothing but sunshine, and eventually he even slithers his way out of hiding to throw his arms around qi fang and pepper his jaw with kisses. ]

It's revolting, honestly.

Yeah, but who cares.

[ that was easy. maybe not the easiest, but it was far easier to work through than he initially thought. for now he's just going to trust that this decision will work out for reki and them both. in the meantime he's going to let himself enjoy this, this little victory of them overcoming a hurdle, and the pure affection pouring out out of reki as he holds him close. ]

Now you have all this free time, huh? Whatever could we do with it...

You wanted to go on dates, right?

[ imagine, being able to stay conscious for the whole day instead of having just enough energy to fool around between naps. that alone is going to change everything. ]

We could do that. Or whatever else you wanna do.

Ooh, shit, you're really gonna let me date you date you, huh?

[ his slides his hands down along reki's back, linking his hands at where his spine just bows slightly right before the swell of his ass. ]

Wanna go to that amusement park this weekend? I can try to win you a toy then get all sulky when you throw rings better than me.

Yeeeah. I thought about it and decided you're not gonna cramp my style too bad.

[ suddenly, this feels like he's still too far away. reki wriggles his way up, until he can press his forehead against qi fang's and sink blissfully against him. ]

I'm in. Prepare to sulk, prettyboy.

It wasn't an invitation for competition, [ he mutters quietly, apparently already getting a head-start on the sulking. slowly he worms his hands underneath reki's shirt, echoing that desire to be closer and closer still. ]

We'll get Chihiro and Nanaka something too, so they don't end up swiping whatever I manage to win you.

TFLN / OPEN RP / THREADTRACKER

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