[ something about the way langa says his name snaps him into an altered state. all that matters is langa, making sure his hands are there to soothe and smooth all over his face and chest, turning the erratic rhythm of his thrusts into an excuse to hold him tightly, within and without, and work on his cock so quickly and fiercely that he loses the sensation of it entirely. it's just a mad rush to court the orgasm he can feel building inside langa, and when it comes, reki moans louder than he ever has before, so thoroughly fucked out and ruined that his sides stitch up the moment he stops moving.
despite his heavy panting and the pain in his side, he still keeps himself up, pressing kisses to langa's jaw and throat, sweeping his hair off of his sweaty face. it's the least he can do for someone who's filled him up so full that he can feel himself dripping down his own thighs, a sensation that makes him shudder, gets him way more excited than he ever thought he'd be about something like this. ]
So good, [ he murmurs in the aftermath, squeezing langa in his arms and snuggling in close. that's his first sign that he's going nowhere without help; he's right back to where he started, uncharacteristically cuddly and smiling dreamily and longing for nothing but to smush himself as close to langa as he can get. ] Put anymore in me an' I'm gonna explode, Langa.
[ despite feeling drained from going through another orgasm so fucking early in the day, the kisses to his neck and the sweeping of his hair has langa smiling under the affectionate ministrations. he holds reki close to him, squeezing him in return. sighing softly as he feels his release escaping between where it can. ]
You make it so hard to hold back. [ he reasons, leaning away slightly to press loving kisses over reki's face, and then ending it with a sweet peck on his lips. they stay like this for a few more moments, lingering in the tender afterglow... it's honestly a miracle how no one has come to disturb them with how vocal they are. maybe they're just lucky but langa's kind of dreading facing mrs. kyan, in case she is fully aware and just hasn't come over to kick langa out for all the things he's done to her precious son...
once langa can feel his arms and legs coming back to life, he gently eases reki off of himself, getting him to kneel over him while langa gently massages his sides. ]
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despite his heavy panting and the pain in his side, he still keeps himself up, pressing kisses to langa's jaw and throat, sweeping his hair off of his sweaty face. it's the least he can do for someone who's filled him up so full that he can feel himself dripping down his own thighs, a sensation that makes him shudder, gets him way more excited than he ever thought he'd be about something like this. ]
So good, [ he murmurs in the aftermath, squeezing langa in his arms and snuggling in close. that's his first sign that he's going nowhere without help; he's right back to where he started, uncharacteristically cuddly and smiling dreamily and longing for nothing but to smush himself as close to langa as he can get. ] Put anymore in me an' I'm gonna explode, Langa.
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You make it so hard to hold back. [ he reasons, leaning away slightly to press loving kisses over reki's face, and then ending it with a sweet peck on his lips. they stay like this for a few more moments, lingering in the tender afterglow... it's honestly a miracle how no one has come to disturb them with how vocal they are. maybe they're just lucky but langa's kind of dreading facing mrs. kyan, in case she is fully aware and just hasn't come over to kick langa out for all the things he's done to her precious son...
once langa can feel his arms and legs coming back to life, he gently eases reki off of himself, getting him to kneel over him while langa gently massages his sides. ]
How do you feel? Does it hurt anywhere?