[ if he was anyone besides himself, he would have screamed at qi fang to run too. even now, it's hard to reconcile the idea that he even had the capacity to treat him that way. the guilt is there in his furrowed brow, but he doesn't want it to consume this moment, so that's where it stays for now. ]
You're so good to me.
[ just for a second, he abandons the fork to really appreciate qi fang with his smoothing hands, fingers that trace his cheek and slip into his hair. ]
[ were anyone to walk in on them now, they'd probably feel like retching. how two people can look so obviously and completely in love without ever having said the actual words to each other (that they know of...) is anyone's guess, but here the two of them are, staring deep into each other's eyes like they're the last two people left on earth.
it's sickening, really. ]
All that I have to get through is loneliness.
[ he scoffs lightly, knowing his "punishment" won't be more than your typical grounding. ]
I'll still have my phone, so just bear with all my needy texts.
[ that makes one of them. reki did his part. it's not his fault qi fang wasn't conscious enough to hear it.
as if it's not obvious, the way his eyes follow every motion qi fang makes, the way his spirits seem to drop just at the mention of having to settle for texting. ]
Is it bad? [ he asks, his gaze finally finding cause to wander. there's still food, still tea, still plenty to fidget with while he mulls this shit over. except he's doing it out loud this time, because that seems like the next level thing to do. ] I wanna be with you all the time.
[ he's fairly certain they can sneak in phonecalls but... well. he's not entirely sure what to expect with reki's dad coming home; he doesn't really want to risk fucking things up. texts seem the safest route for now. ]
I hope it isn't, [ he admits in turn, tightening his arms around reki more, ] cuz I feel the same way.
[ he quiets for a moment, glancing around the room. his eyes fall on that window, rampless for now. ]
[ it's so comforting to hear qi fang admit to the same that he has to sigh, soft and smiling. at least now he has this to shove in his own face whenever he starts to torture himself with what ifs.
that smile disappears, though, at the thought of what's coming. ]
Who fuckin' knows. It's a week that gets cut short by some business shit, or it's a weekend that turns into a freaking month. One time he stayed at a hotel downtown the whole time and we never even saw him. It's fucking stupid.
[ he's aware he's preaching to the choir, shooting qi fang an apologetic look. ]
It doesn't matter. Once I'm sure Ma is fine, I'll go back to doing whatever the hell I want.
[ qi fang can't help but feel a little apprehensive, recalling suddenly what koyomi had said before... you two are so obvious. dad's going to yell at you again. he clutches around reki a little tighter, protectively so. ]
There's no rush. I don't want you getting in more trouble when your mom's already stressed...
[ the arms around him squeeze even tighter, and reki gives up on everything else but just being held. his eyes slip shut and he leans his face against qi fang's chest, breathing him in with slow, deep breaths. ]
Let me worry about that. I mean...
[ his fingers stroke idly, rubbing the fabric of his shirt for comfort. ]
I like that you think about my family. I really like that you're a part of things. But this is different.
[ qi fang shakes his head slowly, which has the added benefit of nuzzle his cheek a little deeper into reku's hair. as much as he likes reki's family, he's the first to admit his worry is 100% selfish. ]
I just don't wanna make things difficult for you... Family stuff — that shit's tough. I get it.
[ qi fang's sensing they're not really going to get anywhere with this, but at least this time it's because they're both genuinely caring for each other's well being... not that the other times hadn't been, but it's definitely different.
no use wasting their last few moments with depressing thoughts. he squeezes some more, dipping his head down to start pressing lazy kisses all along whatever skin he can reach. ]
[ without a thought, reki's head tilts to bask in the sensation of qi fang's lips. he's smiling and sighing before any brain function returns to him, and then he realizes: ]
Uh, hey? You're sick. You...
[ hmm. fuck. he's got nothing. it's not like he's ever googled what effect messing around has on a cold. ]
[ his hand starts to rub and grope at reki through his pants, merciless really, and keeps doing so for the next few seconds as he listens to reki's breathing grow heavier and heavier.
then he stops. lifts his hand and settles it on reki's thigh. ]
...Or we could just nap. Tell me what you want. I wanna spoil you now.
[ nevermind all that. it's a losing battle, but he's fighting with a severe handicap. for them, it's practically been an eternity of a dry spell. he's painfully hard with just a few passes of qi fang's hand, whimpering when he pulls it away. ]
... I...
[ asking him to make a decision right now is downright cruel. still, you can see him doing the math in his head. ]
... It still counts as resting if I ride you, right?
[ it hadn't been an option qi fang thought reki would make, obvious in the way he suddenly groans and drops his head against reki's temple. his hand squeezes high on reki's thigh, a meager attempt to rein himself in. ]
That's the opposite of me spoiling you.
[ he dips his head further and makes a small nip at reki's ear, tugging. ]
Your door's unlocked. We can't make too much noise.
[ and yet... and yet... ]
Let me keep my cock in you. I'll jerk you off. I bet you could make me come just by how tight you are.
[ reki's already soundly failing, squirming beneath every squeeze and bite. still, he can't move fast enough the second qi fang sounds even halfway amenable to the idea, leaning over the bed to dig in his nightstand until he has those two bottles in his grasp. ]
We'll figure it out.
[ they'll just have to do it teenager style, which means, unfortunately, that big blue blanket is going to be covering both of them. no watching the beautiful body beneath him twist and contort—but it'll still be worth it.
especially now, as he sinks deeper beneath the covers, until he's huffing hotly against qi fang's crotch while his fingers are busy loosening his pants. ]
[ qi fang lets out a hot breath through his nose, knowing there's no point in arguing when reki's grinning at him like that. he settles down onto the bed, watching with sharp eyes as reki gathers materials and then sinks them into darkness under that blanket. ]
Ah fuck, [ he hisses, hips arching up eagerly into the heat reki's mouth teases him with. he reaches down, grabbing a fistful of hair and tugging. belatedly he clamps his mouth shut tight, breathing heavily through his nose as he tries to take measured breaths and keep his cool. he squirms beneath reki's attention, cock jumping at even the smallest provocation. ]
[ reki'd had a plan to make this quick, just lick him up and down until he's hard enough to sink down on. but that plan quickly goes out the window the second he wraps his lips around qi fang's already twitching cock, his throat rumbling with soft sounds of satisfaction. it hasn't been that long, honestly, but he's still struck by how good the flesh in his mouth tastes going down, how prettily it burns when he takes him in deep enough to aggravate his quickly perishing gag reflex.
it's fine, right? just means he'll come faster when reki finally works up the willpower to stop suckling on all this hard flesh. which means there'll be less noise overall—even though reki's making plenty of it with the tight vacuum of his mouth and his ravenous moans. ]
[ it's fine, but also sweet, sweet torture. truthfully anything would feel like that right now. the fever, the fight, they just make the dry spell between them feel even longer than it had been. he feels like a starved man finally getting his first taste of food, sinking further and further into indulgence with every inch reki sucks down. ]
Reki... Reki—
[ he speaks as quiet as he can, hushed whispers that are more breath than sound. he can't help the way his back arches and his hips rock up into that wet heat, or the way his hands now have made home in reku's hair, holding his head steady as he starts to quietly fuck up into that mouth. ]
[ so much for that carefully concocted plan of theirs. not that reki is complaining. those hands grasping in his hair unleash a dark thrill that moves right through him in anticipation for what's coming. by the time qi fang starts fucking into his mouth, he's dying for it, shivering and choking on his own moans, pressing in to eagerly chase the next thrust.
he keeps his hands busy, smoothing over the working muscles of qi fang's hips, urging him with soft pressure to let loose. fuck, how he made it this long without getting his throat pounded, he's got no idea, but he's in no rush to give it up now that he's got it again. ]
[ were there plans? qi fang can't even remember at this point, his mind and body too high on the overwhelming feeling of reki's mouth all over him, of that tongue pressing along veins and the sweet, sweet bump of that throat.
maybe it's embarrassing how quickly he can feel his orgasm approaching, but the fever has only made every nerve in his body extra sensitive. but in between frenzied thrusts he finally recalls — reki. reki. ]
C'mere, c'mere, I need you—
[ he stops, a painful thing, but he's looking down and scrambling to grasp at reki's cheek, his throat, trying to pull him up. the reprieve gives him back his breath, lets him cool down a little, but he's reaching for reki's own pants as soon as he can reach them, desperate to feel more. ]
[ reki whines like he always does when his rhythm is interrupted, but there's no fighting a request like that. hearing 'need you' makes him obedient as ever, slipping out from under the covers without hesitation, a soft sound the only one he manages before he's closing his mouth over qi fang's and thrusting his tongue between his lips. turns out he needs him too, so badly that he's shivering for it, unable to stop winding beneath the hands that are pulling at his clothes. ]
Missed you too much.
[ is his explanation for his torn voice and dripping cock, hissing as their joint efforts free it from his jeans. he squirms out of them the rest of the way, grabbing for both bottles, uncapping one to take a long whiff of its potent fragrance and popping the other to get qi fang's cock even slicker than it is already. he's burning for it too badly to wait, his hips wiggling until he can feel the swollen head of his erection pressed against his hole, gasping wetly as his senses turn from overactive to finely-tuned, as the muscles of his rim give way at just this little bit of pressure. ]
[ as if qi fang needed an explanation, when his own body is just as eager, just as desperate. he tries not to think about the future, how this might be their last time together till both their families calm down (and who knows how long that'll be). instead he tries to focus on how their bodies are in such sync with one another that it feels almost instinctive the way his hands seek out the most sensitive parts of reki, how his hips rock up just so as reki's body begins to stretch around him. ]
Fuck, babe... feel so good, [ he moans quietly, slipping a hand down reki's spine to lightly press along the small of his back, coaxing him to sink deeper and deeper. he gets about halfway in before qi fang takes it upon himself to thrust up the rest of the way there, swallowing back the low groan that threatened to spill out from the sheer force of those walls constricting tight around him. he barely gives himself a moment to breathe, though, working quickly to set up a pace that's bound to leave them both gasping for air. at this angle, each surge of his hips would have him pressing right up against that sweet spot inside reki. time is not on their side, and so he won't bother with finesse; fingers seek out sensitive nipples to pinch and squeeze and pull, and he hammers relentlessly into those nerves to get them both reaching their peak in record time. ]
Baby... [ reki whispers, shuddering all over as he's filled up with sudden force. he's glad for the rush dizzying his head and stilling the muscles inside him, forcing him to helplessly endure the sudden surge of hardness that feels like it buries itself right up to his throat. already, his skin is darkening with a deep flush, made worse every time qi fang moves against that spot that makes his legs tremble violently.
between the fingers wrenching his nipple and the cock hammering between his thighs, qi fang's tearing the orgasm out of him. it's all he can do to hold on with one hand, the other pressed up to his mouth for him to chew as the sensation goes from jolting to overwhelming, his legs spreading wider regardless. reki wants him to remember how this is, how it always will be: how all of this is his to take, every inch of his flesh in his thrall.
it's very quickly too much and even that hand isn't doing much to soak up his sharp cries. he reaches out, begging urgently, ] Come here, hold me.
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[ if he was anyone besides himself, he would have screamed at qi fang to run too. even now, it's hard to reconcile the idea that he even had the capacity to treat him that way. the guilt is there in his furrowed brow, but he doesn't want it to consume this moment, so that's where it stays for now. ]
You're so good to me.
[ just for a second, he abandons the fork to really appreciate qi fang with his smoothing hands, fingers that trace his cheek and slip into his hair. ]
I'll be here for anything you need too, y'know.
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it's sickening, really. ]
All that I have to get through is loneliness.
[ he scoffs lightly, knowing his "punishment" won't be more than your typical grounding. ]
I'll still have my phone, so just bear with all my needy texts.
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as if it's not obvious, the way his eyes follow every motion qi fang makes, the way his spirits seem to drop just at the mention of having to settle for texting. ]
Is it bad? [ he asks, his gaze finally finding cause to wander. there's still food, still tea, still plenty to fidget with while he mulls this shit over. except he's doing it out loud this time, because that seems like the next level thing to do. ] I wanna be with you all the time.
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I hope it isn't, [ he admits in turn, tightening his arms around reki more, ] cuz I feel the same way.
[ he quiets for a moment, glancing around the room. his eyes fall on that window, rampless for now. ]
How long will he be here for?
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that smile disappears, though, at the thought of what's coming. ]
Who fuckin' knows. It's a week that gets cut short by some business shit, or it's a weekend that turns into a freaking month. One time he stayed at a hotel downtown the whole time and we never even saw him. It's fucking stupid.
[ he's aware he's preaching to the choir, shooting qi fang an apologetic look. ]
It doesn't matter. Once I'm sure Ma is fine, I'll go back to doing whatever the hell I want.
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There's no rush. I don't want you getting in more trouble when your mom's already stressed...
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Let me worry about that. I mean...
[ his fingers stroke idly, rubbing the fabric of his shirt for comfort. ]
I like that you think about my family. I really like that you're a part of things. But this is different.
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I just don't wanna make things difficult for you... Family stuff — that shit's tough. I get it.
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[ it's his turn to squeeze, his fingers fanning over qi fang's chest to take up more space. ]
You make things easier, not more difficult.
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no use wasting their last few moments with depressing thoughts. he squeezes some more, dipping his head down to start pressing lazy kisses all along whatever skin he can reach. ]
I don't mind if I make some things hard...
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Uh, hey? You're sick. You...
[ hmm. fuck. he's got nothing. it's not like he's ever googled what effect messing around has on a cold. ]
... should be resting.
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You aren't though...
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... Babe...
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then he stops. lifts his hand and settles it on reki's thigh. ]
...Or we could just nap. Tell me what you want. I wanna spoil you now.
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... I...
[ asking him to make a decision right now is downright cruel. still, you can see him doing the math in his head. ]
... It still counts as resting if I ride you, right?
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That's the opposite of me spoiling you.
[ he dips his head further and makes a small nip at reki's ear, tugging. ]
Your door's unlocked. We can't make too much noise.
[ and yet... and yet... ]
Let me keep my cock in you. I'll jerk you off. I bet you could make me come just by how tight you are.
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We'll figure it out.
[ they'll just have to do it teenager style, which means, unfortunately, that big blue blanket is going to be covering both of them. no watching the beautiful body beneath him twist and contort—but it'll still be worth it.
especially now, as he sinks deeper beneath the covers, until he's huffing hotly against qi fang's crotch while his fingers are busy loosening his pants. ]
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Ah fuck, [ he hisses, hips arching up eagerly into the heat reki's mouth teases him with. he reaches down, grabbing a fistful of hair and tugging. belatedly he clamps his mouth shut tight, breathing heavily through his nose as he tries to take measured breaths and keep his cool. he squirms beneath reki's attention, cock jumping at even the smallest provocation. ]
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it's fine, right? just means he'll come faster when reki finally works up the willpower to stop suckling on all this hard flesh. which means there'll be less noise overall—even though reki's making plenty of it with the tight vacuum of his mouth and his ravenous moans. ]
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Reki... Reki—
[ he speaks as quiet as he can, hushed whispers that are more breath than sound. he can't help the way his back arches and his hips rock up into that wet heat, or the way his hands now have made home in reku's hair, holding his head steady as he starts to quietly fuck up into that mouth. ]
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he keeps his hands busy, smoothing over the working muscles of qi fang's hips, urging him with soft pressure to let loose. fuck, how he made it this long without getting his throat pounded, he's got no idea, but he's in no rush to give it up now that he's got it again. ]
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maybe it's embarrassing how quickly he can feel his orgasm approaching, but the fever has only made every nerve in his body extra sensitive. but in between frenzied thrusts he finally recalls — reki. reki. ]
C'mere, c'mere, I need you—
[ he stops, a painful thing, but he's looking down and scrambling to grasp at reki's cheek, his throat, trying to pull him up. the reprieve gives him back his breath, lets him cool down a little, but he's reaching for reki's own pants as soon as he can reach them, desperate to feel more. ]
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Missed you too much.
[ is his explanation for his torn voice and dripping cock, hissing as their joint efforts free it from his jeans. he squirms out of them the rest of the way, grabbing for both bottles, uncapping one to take a long whiff of its potent fragrance and popping the other to get qi fang's cock even slicker than it is already. he's burning for it too badly to wait, his hips wiggling until he can feel the swollen head of his erection pressed against his hole, gasping wetly as his senses turn from overactive to finely-tuned, as the muscles of his rim give way at just this little bit of pressure. ]
Do it. M'all yours, baby.
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Fuck, babe... feel so good, [ he moans quietly, slipping a hand down reki's spine to lightly press along the small of his back, coaxing him to sink deeper and deeper. he gets about halfway in before qi fang takes it upon himself to thrust up the rest of the way there, swallowing back the low groan that threatened to spill out from the sheer force of those walls constricting tight around him. he barely gives himself a moment to breathe, though, working quickly to set up a pace that's bound to leave them both gasping for air. at this angle, each surge of his hips would have him pressing right up against that sweet spot inside reki. time is not on their side, and so he won't bother with finesse; fingers seek out sensitive nipples to pinch and squeeze and pull, and he hammers relentlessly into those nerves to get them both reaching their peak in record time. ]
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between the fingers wrenching his nipple and the cock hammering between his thighs, qi fang's tearing the orgasm out of him. it's all he can do to hold on with one hand, the other pressed up to his mouth for him to chew as the sensation goes from jolting to overwhelming, his legs spreading wider regardless. reki wants him to remember how this is, how it always will be: how all of this is his to take, every inch of his flesh in his thrall.
it's very quickly too much and even that hand isn't doing much to soak up his sharp cries. he reaches out, begging urgently, ] Come here, hold me.
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