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“Langa, revive. Revive….REVIVE! LANGA!” Reki shouts in his small bedroom, dimly lit by only the faint glow of the television screen, which now displayed bright red words reading “GAME OVER.” The blue lights on his game controller bounced off of Langa’s face, illuminating his icy features. With a jump, Langa grips his own controller and smashes the buttons wildly. Reki sighs, “Are you gonna make it to the end of this?” Langa squints up at Reki, the weight of his body pressing into Reki’s left side and his hair ruffled from resting on his shoulder. “I’ll make it! I can do this.” Langa states with a huff. He had made a promise to help finish the co-op campaign in Reki’s new game and he intended to keep it.
Langa wasn’t usually a gamer. The most he had ever done was play Mario Kart with his friends back in Canada, and even then he couldn’t figure out how to keep from flying off the track at every corner. But this was for Reki, his beloved boyfriend. He would do anything to see the look of satisfaction on Reki’s face each time they completed a level. It’s a different joy than what he experiences when they skate together. That feels more...euphoric. This is cozy. It gives Langa a chance to see Reki in his down time, which admittedly is still pretty adrenaline-fueled. It makes sense that Reki enjoys video games. He’s the most enthusiastic person Langa knows, and he absolutely loves him for it.
“Well ok, if we’re gonna do this you have to be ready to revive me if I get rolled again. So no more dozing off, got it?” Langa nods sleepily. “I’ve got you, Reki,” he almost whispers as he cozies back up to Reki’s left shoulder, laying his head so close to Reki’s face he can smell his shampoo. Reki blushes, taking in the moment before breathing sharply and excitedly pressing the “Try Again” option on the game screen. “Alright Langa, I’ll go ahead of you. Remember, use your default attack on the little guys and then when you build your charge we’ll combo this bigger jerk! Got it?” Langa stares down at the controller in his hands, processing what he must do. They’ve been at it for nearly 6 hours straight and somehow he’s still not sure exactly what he’s doing. He REALLY is not a gamer. Even so, he musters what confidence he can at 3:47 am and assures Reki shakily, “Yeah, I’ve got it. Let’s destroy that jerk.” Langa pumps his fist feebly and readys his controller. “Okay, if you say so. Let’s do this!” Reki exclaims. He’s admittedly unsure of his boyfriend’s ability, but he’s counting on him nonetheless. Langa’s an incredible skater, surely he’ll catch on to gaming eventually, too.
The game screen whirls to life as they’re dropped in a world that looks like one of those isekai animes Langa watches with the twins while Reki’s at work. The boys’ characters are elvish males, decked out in heavy armor they’ve earned from their successes in previous levels. Reki’s fighter dons a large broadsword, while Langa’s holds a tall, glowing staff. As they run to the edge of the screen, a cutscene interrupts their movement. A large, purple, shadowy figure drops from the top of the screen and lands in front of their fighters with a shake and a deep roar.
“Get ready! Here come the shades. You’ll need to spam the attack button to deal with them fast, okay?” Reki instructs as Langa stares at his controller intently. After a few seconds, Reki reaches over and touches his fingers to Langa’s. “This button, okay? Press it a hell of a lot.” Langa feels a jolt of electricity when Reki touches him. He’s suddenly reminded of where he is: his boyfriend’s bedroom. In the dark. In the middle of the night, no less. Reki’s family doesn’t seem to mind that he’s there at this time of night, but Langa’s also not sure what they know about their relationship. They’ve never exclusively told anyone they’re dating. They just assumed the gang at S figured it out, but their families seem to be mostly in the dark. That seems best right now. It feels nice, like their little world is all for them. Langa wants to make that feeling last just a little longer.
“Yeah uh, I’ve got it Reki. Thanks.” Langa purrs as he looks into Reki’s amber eyes. The boys paused for a moment, losing themselves in each other before being snapped back by the yell of Reki’s fighter slamming against the side of the arena. “Oh, shit.” Reki jumps, remembering the task at hand but making a note to properly thank Langa later. Both boys grasp their controller and start to recover. Reki’s fighter pops a potion to make up for the health he lost from being launched. As he does, smaller versions of the large shade surround the fighters, and Reki begins rhythmically pressing the buttons on his controller. Langa almost forgets to do his part as he takes in the sight of Reki truly in his element. His game face is so cute, Langa thinks he could stay there and watch forever even despite the fatigue. “Langa let’s go!” With that reminder, Langa began slamming the attack button wildly, just as Reki had so lovingly shown him. “Good job, Langa! Just a couple more of these small shades. You’re doing great.” Langa knows he isn’t, but he appreciates his boyfriend’s sentiment.
Reki’s fighter swings his sword into the last 2 small shades with a yelp. As the shades’ forms fall and disperse, the larger shade lets out a sharp shriek. It’s time. Langa’s combo gauge on the left side of the screen had completely filled, and he readies his finger on the button that he somehow remembers activates it. Maybe he was getting the hang of it after all.
As Reki prepared to dodge the large shade’s attack, his finger slips over the joystick and his fighter rolls straight through a large, purple beam. “DAMN IT!” Reki exclaims as his fighter falls to the ground, his health bar totally depleted. Reki groans loudly at the sight of his fallen fighter. “Langa, revive me! You can’t survive even one hit from that beam!”
Langa panics for a moment, realizing he actually has no idea how to revive. Did he ever? It feels like he had gotten lucky all the other times he successfully pulled it off. The stakes are high, and Langa does the only thing he actually knows how to do.
Swiftly, Langa tips the joystick to the right and sidesteps the beam that had previously taken Reki out. Lining up his weapon with the target, Langa slams the combo button, and then a few more times just for good measure. With a gasp, Reki witnesses his boyfriend’s fighter land the hit and the large shade falls with a rattling thud.
Both boys sit in awed silence as the game cut to the end cinematic. When it concluded, the silence persisted briefly before Reki burst into an excited shout. “WHAT THE HELL, LANGA!” he bellows excitedly, as he leaps over Langa’s soft frame. On his back now, Langa looks up at his boyfriend who is leaning over him, his face barely an inch from his own. Langa gulps hard, and then smiles shyly. “What? I told you I had you.” Reki’s cheeks turn a bright red, and his elated expression suddenly softens. “Langa...you’re incredible. You know that?” Langa frowns. “Reki, I’m really bad at video games.” Reki’s rebuttal comes quickly as he peers into Langa’s ice blue eyes, “You haven’t been bad at anything a day in your life.”
Langa felt his heart pound nearly out of his chest before Reki’s lips pressed against his own, his warm breath brushing against Langa’s face. The two had shared kisses before, but this felt different somehow. More passionate; full of longing. Perhaps it was the adrenaline of the moment they just shared, or maybe it was the glowing atmosphere of Reki’s bedroom. Langa had nearly felt drained of energy considering the hour, but Reki’s lips gave him new life.
With that, Langa’s hand flies upwards and catches root in Reki’s wild red hair. The boys’ lips move together in perfect sync, pushing and pulling in all the right ways as if they had memorized eachother’s patterns. Things were always like this with them: effortless. As their lips begin to speed up, Reki pulls away slightly and begins kissing down Langa’s neck. This is new. Langa gasped and clutched Reki’s hair, almost too tightly. Reki let out a surprising but welcomed moan before continuing to peck and suck at Langa’s neck. Simultaneously, Reki moves his hand to his boyfriend’s chest, feeling the soft cotton fabric of his tight v-neck tee. His fingers slide under the fabric, and Langa twitches when he feels Reki’s hand touch his skin. “Is this okay?” Reki whispers. After a few seconds, Langa manages to answer breathily, “Yes. I...I want to be with you Reki.”
Those words gave Reki a confidence he didn’t know he was capable of. He swiftly sits up, pulling Langa’s shirt over his head, followed by his own. A look of shock on Langa’s face quickly turns ravenous as his eyes trace Reki’s bare figure. He was sure that in this moment he would do absolutely anything with this man, as long as he gets to touch him. His eyes focus on Reki’s lower half as he notices his hard on tightly pressing against the fabric of his jeans. Langa reaches out towards his belt buckle, but Reki intercepts his hand and with a squeeze he commands, “Stay.”
Langa obeys, unsure of what to expect as he watches his boyfriend rise to his feet. Langa follows suit, sitting up straight and pressing his back against the bed behind him. He does not want to miss a second of this. Without hesitation, Reki strips down, standing nude in front of his wide-eyed boyfriend below him. “Ohhh my god.” Langa whispers while he takes in the sight of his boyfriend’s dick for the first time. He wasn’t sure what he expected, though he had thought about this moment once or twice before. Reki’s confidence falters briefly as he asks, “Is this….good?” Langa was barely able to nod in agreement before Reki’s confidence returns, and he is standing with his cock just an inch from Langa’s face. “Can I?” Langa asks, eyes fixed on his boyfriend’s tip that is already wet and dripping. With a wink, Reki agrees, “I’ll allow it.”
Langa inhales sharply, and wraps his lips around the head of his boyfriend’s cock. His tongue spins and flicks as Reki gasps, “Oh...wow Langa.” Hearing his name leave Reki’s lips in such a lewd manner spurs him on. Without warning, Langa thrusts forward as Reki’s dick bottoms out in the back of his throat. Reki squirms and moans as he grabs a fist of Langa’s hair in one hand, and stables himself on the bed with his other. Langa bobs his head furiously while Reki’s dick slides in and out. Reki can’t help but roll his hips with Langa’s movements as the pleasure grows stronger. “L-Langa...it feels...ahhhhh.” Reki forgets words as his boyfriend grabs the base of his dick and begins pulsing in sync with his lips.
In and out, Reki’s cock twitches and he isn’t sure how much longer he can hold it in. “Langa...I...gonna...uhhh.” Reki feels a jolt of warmth shoot through his body as he begins to tremble. He doesn’t want this to end just yet, so instead of giving in he pulls away with a jerk. Langa looks up at Reki, wide-eyed with red, wet lips. “Wait, Reki-” Before he can finish, Reki grabs Langa by the waist, flipping him over to face the bed. Reaching around him, Reki quickly unfastens Langa’s jeans and pulls them to his knees. “Langa, I need more of you” he whispers as he lowers his boyfriend’s boxers as well. “I’m right here Reki, no need to hold back.”
With that invitation, Reki wraps his hand around Langa’s dick, feeling it’s form and making a mental note. Langa is big, or at least Reki thinks so. He doesn’t have much to compare to. He begins pulsing his hand up and down around Langa’s dick which is slippery with precum. Langa lets out a sharp moan, and Reki’s cock twitches against Langa’s ass. As his hand speeds up around Langa’s dick, Reki begins thrusting his cock between Langa’s cheeks, rubbing against the opening of his hole. “Oh Reki...that feels amazing.” Langa moaned.
For a moment Reki pauses, and Langa glances back to see him reaching into the drawer of his night stand. He pulls out a bottle of lube and looks at Langa for reassurance. With a nod Langa put his hand on top of Reki’s around his dick and resumes pulsing. “Keep going,” Reki instructs as he reluctantly slides his hand off of Langa’s shaft and continues cooing, “I’m going to make you feel good.” Langa inhales sharply with anticipation. He felt dizzy with passion, longing to have even more of this man he calls his own.
Reki gets lubed up and begins fingering his boyfriend’s opening, first circling the outer rim and then slowly inserting one finger. “You doing okay?” he asks as Langa continues pulsing his own dick. Langa nods and breathlessly udders “...more.” Reki obliges, inserting a second finger into his hole, and before long, a third. Langa is opening up so willingly for him, and he can hardly wait much longer. “Wow, you’re so hot, Langa. I don’t know how long I’ll last.” Reki can’t believe he gets to do this with the most perfect person he has ever met. Langa seems barely human to him, and he is ready to show him just how much he feels for him.
“Fuck me, Reki. I can’t wait any longer. Just put it in.” Langa begs. His pulsing has doubled in speed and he has become increasingly breathy. Hearing Langa’s moans of pleasure, and knowing they’re just for him, is more than Reki can take. “Yes, SIR!” he remarks playfully, as he takes hold of Langa’s hips, lines up his cock, and buries himself fully in Langa. As Reki thrusts himself in and out of him, Langa pulses ever faster and moans, “OH god. Reki.” He then becomes suddenly aware of where he was. As he feels his pleasure grow, Langa buries his face in the bed sheet before him and bites the fabric hard, stifling his screams.
The room is filled with the faint blue glow of the game controllers and the stifled screams of Reki’s lover. Both boys hunger for more of each other as their movements become more desperate. “Langa-oh-I’m...close…” Reki warned. At that moment, Langa lets out a muffled yell laced with pleasure, “REKI. FUCK. OH MY GOD.” At that moment Langa’s dick twitches and jerkes as he spills cum all over the rug under his knees. The sound of Langa’s moans alone were enough to send Reki chasing him over the edge. “Langa...I’m...cum-OH,” Reki thrusts wildly into Langa’s warmth as his orgasm drowns him in pleasure.
Once the aftershocks wore off, both boys fell to the floor; Langa on his back and Reki facing him with his arm draped over his chest. For a while, neither were able to speak. Only the whirring of the game console and the heavy breaths of the young lovers broke the silence. “I love you.” Langa whispers after finally catching his breath. Reki pauses. They had never expressed those feelings out loud. Of course he loved Langa, he just hadn’t known how to say it. He resolves that boldly makes the most sense. “I...I love you too Langa. I love you so much.” Reki confessed, tears filling his eyes.
“I’ve wanted to tell you that for a while, you know. Langa, you’re just so damn perfect. And for a while, I wasn’t sure how I felt about that. At first I thought maybe I was jealous, because I could never be as amazing as you.” Reki’s tears swelled, “But Langa, I figured out what it is. It’s not jealousy. It’s that I love you. I don’t envy you. I want you for myself. I want to take every perfect inch of you and lock you away for only me. That’s selfish, isn’t it?” Reki couldn’t hold back the tears, allowing them to flow as Langa rolled over and took his boyfriend’s cheek in his hand, gazing into his teary eyes.
”Reki, YOU are perfect to me. You showed me the world of skating. When we first met I was trash at it. I couldn’t even stand on the board without falling. But you? I was enchanted by your skating. Thank you, Reki. Thank you for teaching me to skate, AND for showing me how to love.” With that, the boys laid in silence taking in the moment. Time felt as if it had stopped and they were in a world all their own. After his eyes had finally dried, Reki broke the silence. “Let me get you cleaned up.” As he sat up, Langa grabbed his arm and pulled him in for a kiss. “I’ll miss you.” Reki chuckled, “I’ll be right back, dork. Just wait here.”
Reki threw on a loose pair of sweatpants and a hoodie and headed down the hall to the bathroom. After cleaning himself off, he grabbed a hand towel and tiptoed back to his room. He almost couldn’t believe they were able to do what they just did with his whole family asleep down the hall. At that moment, he realized he hadn’t even thought about it until now. He figured they got lucky in more ways than one.
After Langa was cleaned up, the two cozied up in Reki’s bed and prepared for sleep. At this time it wasn’t long until morning, but luckily it was a weekend. “Let’s stay in bed all morning. Except for maybe breakfast. But then let’s come right back, okay?” Langa insisted. “Oh what? Need your beauty sleep?” Reki jokes. “I’d guess you’d be fine without it.” Langa scoffs and cuddles up to Reki, his back pressed against Reki’s chest. “Oh, hey Reki?” Langa managed to udder before drifting to sleep. “Let’s play another game soon, okay?” Reki’s heart swells. He wraps both arms around Langa’s waist, and with a squeeze he assures, “Sure thing. But only if you revive me next time.” Both boys giggle softly, drifting off in each others’ warmth.