Fuck that! You think I want their money? You think I want some fucking creep out there repping our shop!? Don't you fucking dare blame yourself for this.
[ this really is the wrong crowd for this conversation. mellows are being harshed all over and one by one, slow-blinking, drowsy stares are being fixed on the pair of them.
but who cares; this is important. he grasps qi fang's wrists, willing himself to calm down so he can convey how serious this is. it doesn't work, but maybe the effort will speak for itself. ]
[ qi fang, for his part, is just as surprised by the outburst. he hadn't been expecting reki to feel so passionate about this, but then again knowing who reki is, it makes sense. now he feels even more foolish for ever doubting him. ]
Alright alright, I won't.
[ like. tbh he'll still feel a little stupid and guilty for it, but that's not really as important as calming reki down right now. ]
You're right, he's an asshole. But now he's an asshole who'll remember you. [ that is still his fault. ] That's more my main concern now, you know?
[ he's sure whatever is going on internally with qi fang is complicated, but there's only so much he can do. at least he knows now that reki's resolutely on his side, no matter the consequences. fuck that, he'll celebrate the consequences. ]
Hope he spends the rest of his pathetic fucking life looking over his shoulder for me too.
[ internally? well right now qi fang is sighing, but it's a resigned, exasperated sort of sigh. as obstinate as reki is being right now, he can't help but still be so enamored with him not even in spite of it, but because of it. hopeless, really. ]
My hero.
[ he's not even being sarcastic about it too. reki really stepped up for him just now. he'd fucking swoon if the situation were a little different. ]
Wanna head out? Or do you wanna keep watching the race?
[ reki sighs and loops his arms around qi fang's waist. it's a tempting offer; the skaters onscreen are seconds away from the final stretch and there's nothing he'd like more than to come down from all this righteous rage with one of those joints they're passing around him, but he has more to think about now than just himself. ]
You're gonna be bored in like four seconds and it'll take us forever to get outta here once this race wraps. Might as well split now.
[ qi fang has to sit through the most skeptical stare in history before that last part hits. then he's arching a brow, intrigued. ]
Guess I really don't have a choice then. Gimme, like, four seconds? Just stay here, right here. Okay?
[ he takes a quick look around, rising up on his toes to search out a familiar face. considering which corner of the mountain they're on, it's a sure enough thing and it doesn't take him long, whistling sharply as he takes that first step away. ]
[ his brows lift, glancing over his shoulder to try and make sense of what reki's planning. as expected, though, nothing jumps out at him amidst all the color and chaos. ]
Uh — sure?
[ he steps aside so reki can slip right on past through the joint cloud. he'll try to keep his eye on him as long as he can. yeah, reki can take care of himself, but... well. that drink guy is still out there after all. ]
[ reki really isn't sweating Drinks Guy. the way he figures it, either one of two things will happen from here, and neither of them tonight. still, he doesn't step completely out of sight; despite the veil of smoke, qi fang will still be able to see him well enough as he gesticulates emphatically over a man perched on a pile of rotting cinder blocks. eventually, all that arm-waving ends and reki's shrugging the bag off his back, unzipping it so his friend can take a look inside.
and that's that. the guy hands reki something, reki hands him the bag, and they leave it on a solid trade of dap, reki darting back to qi fang's side with a bright grin. ]
She's sold.
[ there. now qi fang can't feel guilty about that either. all that's left is to put this bullshit far, far behind them. ]
[ qi fang watches with interest, feeling most of his worry disappear once it becomes clear what reki's up to. he's all smiles by the other comes back to him, feeling oddly proud for something he had absolutely no hand in.
he links their arms again, leading them out of the shadows back towards the bike. ]
[ reki gives him a solid bump, but he's grinning too hard to sell any flavor of exasperation. ]
Now you don't have a choice. Gonna do whatever I want with you all night long.
[ as if that doesn't sound just as bad. whatever, he's living his best life right now: the crowds they pass on the way back to the bike have become far friendlier and more familiar, and it's nice to greet old friends with such a smoking hot baddie on his arm that every single one of them does a double take when they see them. by the time they reach their destination, he's smug as a spoiled little prince. ]
Pretty sure I just got objectified a couple of times but to be honest? I didn't mind it.
[ after all, it's partly the reason reki looks as smug as he does, right? after his absolute failure at de-escalating their run in with solo cup guy, he'd gladly flash his charming smile at anyone if it'll make reki look good.
he settles himself back behind reki on the bike, sidling up real close. ]
You sure? I could put a lil fear in their hearts before we go.
[ he revs the engine again for emphasis. boyfriend envy is one thing; treating his man like a piece of meat is another. just to be safe, he makes sure to veer at the last of them slowly before he cuts the bars to the side and gets them on the path again. ]
[ wholly unnecessary? yes. still absolutely fucking hot? hell yes. qi fang snickers against reki's cheek, burying a kiss there as they start their descent down the hill. ]
A surprise, huh? Damn I gotta step up my romance game, you're really showing me up here.
[ whatever it is, reki's just happy to have qi fang snuggled against his back and showering him in all this affection. he takes one hand off a grip and squeezes qi fang's thigh—fuck it, anyone who's dumb enough to get hit is gonna get hit, not his problem anymore. ]
You're always doing romantic shit. I'm the one behind.
[ the squeeze deserves a squeeze in return, qi fang's legs fitting a little more snugly around reki's hips. his teeth find that lobe again, nibbling gently around a purr. ]
Agree to disagree.
[ he smoothes a hand over reki's stomach, settling right over the waistband of his jeans. ]
[ the next sound against reki's ear is a breathy laugh, and then the soft brushing of his nose as he nuzzles against the side of reki's head. ]
That's peak romance, babe. You're really going all out for me.
[ the street they're on is a little clearer, so he takes the risk of slipping his hand just a little lower, fingers tipping past the waistband to smooth over bare flesh. ]
[ reki's not sure what makes him prouder: managing to keep the bike zooming straight down the road despite that breathy laugh sending tingles all over his body, or the fact that qi fang is such a fucking babe to begin with. ]
You're fuckin' worth it.
[ as if there was ever any question. he moves into qi fang's nuzzling as best he can without chancing a crash; the road has smoothed out nicely and the only thing to see for miles is the thick foliage framing the path, so he could afford to get a little sloppy, but fuck that. it's way more fun if he rocks this. ]
[ well. that kind of praise deserves a suitable reward, he thinks. he's still mindful of their path, but now that it's just the two of them again he can't help the way his blood pumps a little hotter, adrenaline coursing through like wildfire. it's what always happens when they're together; life seems suddenly limitless, and all qi fang wants to do is discover every edge of it with reki.
with a soft hum, he presses an idle kiss to the shell of reki's ear. then his hand dips lower and lower, fingers tracing along the seam between reki's legs. he finds where reki has tucked himself, drawing an idle line from tip to base, carefully stroking in slow, gentle movements. ]
[ they do end up passing that family mart, for the record, reki sparing it a half a second of a longing glance as it appears and disappears from his periphery just as quickly. between the riot of vibrations from the engine, qi fang's roaming fingers, and the fact that this is happening while he speeds down a largely abandoned backroad, reki's got no choice but to throb painfully beneath his touch. ]
Oh fuck...
[ once again, he's glad to have qi fang pressed right there up against him, something to lean into a little and ground himself. ]
[ and qi fang is right therr, ready to receive his weight as he presses back. soft, tender kisses are dropped all along reki's ear, his cheek, anywhere qi fang can reach. it's in complete contrast to the filthy way he handles reki in his pants, hand now shamelessly curling around his hardening length to coax him harder, fuller. ]
You're the one who's got me all desperate for you. What're you gonna do about it, huh?
[ it's all he can fucking do when every part of himself is aching for qi fang, his cock so hard that he can feel it straining with every pass of his hand. they don't have too much farther to go, but that just means his job is more difficult; he has to spy an empty circle of sand behind a narrow break in the trees, navigate through that path without veering off the road, and miraculously remember how to kill an engine when all that he can really wrap his head around is how badly he wants the boy wound all around him.
it's not as difficult as it seems, though, and soon they're alone among the sand and the trees, reki wasting not a moment to throw an arm around qi fang and lean back until he can ensnare him in a hot, crushing kiss. ]
[ there's not really any time in between the engine stopping and reki demanding his entire attention for qi fang to even get a quick glance at their final destination, but in all honesty it's not a major concern for him at the present moment. he trusts reki hasn't brought them somewhere that's going to put them on display, and so feels no hesitation giving into the demands of those lips.
there he stifles a low moan, relieved but impatient, plunging his tongue in between the seams to taste the other again. his hands he busies undoing he fastening of reki's jeans, just so he can probably draw that cock out and give it the full attention it deserves. from the eager way he forms a fist and strokes reki, it's clear he doesn't intend to tease the boy for that much longer. ]
[ reki helps where he can, shoving aside denim and flipping down the waistband of his boxers, but he largely feels like less of a help and more of an accessory. qi fang's so quick to seize exactly what he wants that half the kiss is spent groaning against his lips, hating the fact that he can't quite touch him back like he'd prefer, feeling too good to do anything to resolve that.
his hands drop to qi fang's thighs anyway, squeezing around them to keep them captive against the desperate workings of his hips and the blissful shudders that seize him. it's not much, but it's a promise, punctuated by his teeth hungrily tearing at qi fang's lower lip. ]
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[ this really is the wrong crowd for this conversation. mellows are being harshed all over and one by one, slow-blinking, drowsy stares are being fixed on the pair of them.
but who cares; this is important. he grasps qi fang's wrists, willing himself to calm down so he can convey how serious this is. it doesn't work, but maybe the effort will speak for itself. ]
It's not your fault. Okay? Fuck him.
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Alright alright, I won't.
[ like. tbh he'll still feel a little stupid and guilty for it, but that's not really as important as calming reki down right now. ]
You're right, he's an asshole. But now he's an asshole who'll remember you. [ that is still his fault. ] That's more my main concern now, you know?
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[ he's sure whatever is going on internally with qi fang is complicated, but there's only so much he can do. at least he knows now that reki's resolutely on his side, no matter the consequences. fuck that, he'll celebrate the consequences. ]
Hope he spends the rest of his pathetic fucking life looking over his shoulder for me too.
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My hero.
[ he's not even being sarcastic about it too. reki really stepped up for him just now. he'd fucking swoon if the situation were a little different. ]
Wanna head out? Or do you wanna keep watching the race?
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[ reki sighs and loops his arms around qi fang's waist. it's a tempting offer; the skaters onscreen are seconds away from the final stretch and there's nothing he'd like more than to come down from all this righteous rage with one of those joints they're passing around him, but he has more to think about now than just himself. ]
You're gonna be bored in like four seconds and it'll take us forever to get outta here once this race wraps. Might as well split now.
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[ ...and. yeah, maybe a hit or two of one of those joints, but. priorities. ]
But it was pretty hot seeing you stand up for me like that. I could definitely suck your dick right now.
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Guess I really don't have a choice then. Gimme, like, four seconds? Just stay here, right here. Okay?
[ he takes a quick look around, rising up on his toes to search out a familiar face. considering which corner of the mountain they're on, it's a sure enough thing and it doesn't take him long, whistling sharply as he takes that first step away. ]
Yell if you need me. I'll be right over there.
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Uh — sure?
[ he steps aside so reki can slip right on past through the joint cloud. he'll try to keep his eye on him as long as he can. yeah, reki can take care of himself, but... well. that drink guy is still out there after all. ]
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and that's that. the guy hands reki something, reki hands him the bag, and they leave it on a solid trade of dap, reki darting back to qi fang's side with a bright grin. ]
She's sold.
[ there. now qi fang can't feel guilty about that either. all that's left is to put this bullshit far, far behind them. ]
Wanna take a ride with me?
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he links their arms again, leading them out of the shadows back towards the bike. ]
Yeah, I could go for a ride.
[ wink wink ]
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[ reki gives him a solid bump, but he's grinning too hard to sell any flavor of exasperation. ]
Now you don't have a choice. Gonna do whatever I want with you all night long.
[ as if that doesn't sound just as bad. whatever, he's living his best life right now: the crowds they pass on the way back to the bike have become far friendlier and more familiar, and it's nice to greet old friends with such a smoking hot baddie on his arm that every single one of them does a double take when they see them. by the time they reach their destination, he's smug as a spoiled little prince. ]
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[ after all, it's partly the reason reki looks as smug as he does, right? after his absolute failure at de-escalating their run in with solo cup guy, he'd gladly flash his charming smile at anyone if it'll make reki look good.
he settles himself back behind reki on the bike, sidling up real close. ]
Where are we going, driver?
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[ he revs the engine again for emphasis. boyfriend envy is one thing; treating his man like a piece of meat is another. just to be safe, he makes sure to veer at the last of them slowly before he cuts the bars to the side and gets them on the path again. ]
It's a secret. You'll see when we get there.
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A surprise, huh? Damn I gotta step up my romance game, you're really showing me up here.
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You're always doing romantic shit. I'm the one behind.
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Agree to disagree.
[ he smoothes a hand over reki's stomach, settling right over the waistband of his jeans. ]
I hope this surprise place is close.
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Mm...
[ fuck. ]
Don't tempt me. You don't know where we're going; I might surprise you with the dumpster behind the Family Mart down the street.
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That's peak romance, babe. You're really going all out for me.
[ the street they're on is a little clearer, so he takes the risk of slipping his hand just a little lower, fingers tipping past the waistband to smooth over bare flesh. ]
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You're fuckin' worth it.
[ as if there was ever any question. he moves into qi fang's nuzzling as best he can without chancing a crash; the road has smoothed out nicely and the only thing to see for miles is the thick foliage framing the path, so he could afford to get a little sloppy, but fuck that. it's way more fun if he rocks this. ]
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with a soft hum, he presses an idle kiss to the shell of reki's ear. then his hand dips lower and lower, fingers tracing along the seam between reki's legs. he finds where reki has tucked himself, drawing an idle line from tip to base, carefully stroking in slow, gentle movements. ]
I want you so fucking bad...
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Oh fuck...
[ once again, he's glad to have qi fang pressed right there up against him, something to lean into a little and ground himself. ]
You're so fucking hot, babe.
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You're the one who's got me all desperate for you. What're you gonna do about it, huh?
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[ it's all he can fucking do when every part of himself is aching for qi fang, his cock so hard that he can feel it straining with every pass of his hand. they don't have too much farther to go, but that just means his job is more difficult; he has to spy an empty circle of sand behind a narrow break in the trees, navigate through that path without veering off the road, and miraculously remember how to kill an engine when all that he can really wrap his head around is how badly he wants the boy wound all around him.
it's not as difficult as it seems, though, and soon they're alone among the sand and the trees, reki wasting not a moment to throw an arm around qi fang and lean back until he can ensnare him in a hot, crushing kiss. ]
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there he stifles a low moan, relieved but impatient, plunging his tongue in between the seams to taste the other again. his hands he busies undoing he fastening of reki's jeans, just so he can probably draw that cock out and give it the full attention it deserves. from the eager way he forms a fist and strokes reki, it's clear he doesn't intend to tease the boy for that much longer. ]
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his hands drop to qi fang's thighs anyway, squeezing around them to keep them captive against the desperate workings of his hips and the blissful shudders that seize him. it's not much, but it's a promise, punctuated by his teeth hungrily tearing at qi fang's lower lip. ]
Fuck, you're gonna make me come, baby...
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p.s. i'm so sorry tags have been spotty this week was a Lot
No apologies!!!! I'm just happy to get tags from u whenever 💜
💜💜💜
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rekijamin kyan 😠
not his full name 😂😂
it's what he deserves!!
Nobody deserves this
i disagree
Ur right to the trash he goes 🗑️
good let him think about what he's done
Nah he goin to that incinerator from toy story
omg he's not that bad
Ur blinded by his sick grinds
sick grinds on DEEZ NUTS
Like where's the lie tho
no it's true he's v good at em
Yeah so incinerator
ok fine but he will be missed
Qi fang too they burn together
uhhhHhHhHhh lemme get back to you on that—
🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥
RIP...
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