rekd | OVERFLOW / OPEN

[ what else is new with this asshole. he's just lucky reki's over the fucking moon for him. ]

You just like torturing me.

[ this is moaned, of course, in the most theatrical fashion possible. ]

Torture's subjective, isn't it?

[ for instance, some people might not like getting cold hands stuffed under their hoodie and pressed up against their lower back. but are any of those people here? (maybe) ]

You're just cranky cuz there's sand in your hair.

Asshole!

[ reki's far too small and tropical to be able to handle any kind of cold at all. best hold on, because he's arcing away from those hands involuntarily and rolling this whole operation right over. now qi fang can have sand in his hair. ]

What did I say about being nice!

[ but reki, how can you be mad when qi fang is laughing as heartily as he is, head tossed back (into the sand, gross) and eyes squeezed shut so tight tears almost leak out. his hands remain on reki's skin, warming up by the second. ]

Okay okay..! I'll be nice... from now on. Probably.

[ maybe reki can't be mad, but he has no issue taking a little bite out of qi fang's chin. ]

S'why we can't have nice things.

[ the bite just gets a little kaugh out of qi fang. ]

What're you talking about? I got the nicest thing right here.

[ yeah, reki's getting squeezed. ]

[ see, that's much better. this is all he ever asked for.

he's reki, though, so of course he giggles and demands: ]

Harder!

[ never satisfied, this one! ]

Ohh, I'm getting some dirty flashbacks.

[ but he will squeeze as hard as he can. ]

No, concentrate.

[ in this relationship, everybody gives 110% damnit. ]

I don't even believe you wanna squeeze me right now.

I'm going full boa on you right now, are you sure you're concentrating?

[ reki bumps their noses and narrows his eyes. ]

Harder.

Fine but you don't get to complain if I break your bones with my super strong muscular muscles.

[ yeah his hold is even looser now because he can't stop snickering. ]