[ Langa muses on that and then stops himself because the fact that Joe is old enough so have a friend for that long—longer than Langa himself has been alive—is not something to be thinking about. There is an obvious age gap between them, but neither of them seem to care about it much, if at all. Still, it gives him hope for being able to remain friends with Reki for a long time even if they hadn't met at such a young age.
When he notices Joe coming in with every plate and glass he stands up to grab what he can before anything falls. His mind catches up with his body a second later when he takes in how incredibly and effortlessly handsome Joe looks. By this point, Langa is certain that the number of times he's seen Joe shirtless outnumber those he's seen him fully clothed, but it still hits him low in the gut. Joe is shirtless for him this time, in the comfort of his own home, and with the possibility of sex on the table. These facts are only highlighted by the gray pants that do nothing to hide the fact that Langa is pretty certain it's the only layer of fabric on his entire body.
Swallowing thickly, he crumples back down to sit on the couch without helping as originally intended. ] You look... I feel too dressed up now.
[ It's such an easy tone for something so smooth. Langa hasn't been on the receiving end of this before; of Kojiro's off-handed flirting, slipping into any space he's given room, but treated like an inconsequential extension of the conversation. It's a stark reminder that, hell, this is what makes people swoon. This is why Kojiro's got a gorgeous woman decorating each arm every night. Because he's warm, safe, but effortlessly aggressive. And maybe that's a lot to lay on Langa all at once, but Kojiro doesn't seem concerned.
Kojiro has a hunch about Langa; it formed after their beef, and he's looking to test it out tonight. Hunch being: the boy is adaptable. He can handle the unexpected. He thinks on his feet. And that's sparked a certain curiosity in Kojiro, just to see exactly how that translates to the bedroom.
But that'll come later, maybe. If Langa's even comfortable with it. For now, Kojiro takes a seat beside Langa, and nudges the remote toward him. Langa still has a job here; Kojiro's tucking in to dinner. ]
[ Just stupid in general, actually, because he hadn't meant to really say that out loud. The thought of removing his shirt just to sit next to Joe feels like the quickest way to reveal that he is far below his league, a damning juxtaposition. Langa's body is lean, the basic lines of muscle defined, but nothing like Joe's impressive and tanned pecs and abs. It certainly doesn't help when he's such a smooth talker, effortlessly sexy in both body and mind. Langa's sort of starting to wonder if he'll be able to survive this evening if it even gets to the point of anything happening between them.
But the thing is that he is adaptable, too. If there's anything that will rev up Langa's ability, it's a challenge he wants to rise to. So he waits for Joe to settle onto the couch and then shifts closer until their thighs are touching. ]
And I'll get cold, so let me warm up next to you first.
[ He can't look at Joe as he says it, but maybe that will help add to the effect since he's focused on the television. None of the movies have registered in his mind for the past three categories he's scrolled through, so he goes back up to the top and picks something in Joe's existing list. It's safe, and he's not really going to be thinking about the movie anyways as he puts down the remote, picks up the plate, and digs in.]
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When he notices Joe coming in with every plate and glass he stands up to grab what he can before anything falls. His mind catches up with his body a second later when he takes in how incredibly and effortlessly handsome Joe looks. By this point, Langa is certain that the number of times he's seen Joe shirtless outnumber those he's seen him fully clothed, but it still hits him low in the gut. Joe is shirtless for him this time, in the comfort of his own home, and with the possibility of sex on the table. These facts are only highlighted by the gray pants that do nothing to hide the fact that Langa is pretty certain it's the only layer of fabric on his entire body.
Swallowing thickly, he crumples back down to sit on the couch without helping as originally intended. ] You look... I feel too dressed up now.
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[ It's such an easy tone for something so smooth. Langa hasn't been on the receiving end of this before; of Kojiro's off-handed flirting, slipping into any space he's given room, but treated like an inconsequential extension of the conversation. It's a stark reminder that, hell, this is what makes people swoon. This is why Kojiro's got a gorgeous woman decorating each arm every night. Because he's warm, safe, but effortlessly aggressive. And maybe that's a lot to lay on Langa all at once, but Kojiro doesn't seem concerned.
Kojiro has a hunch about Langa; it formed after their beef, and he's looking to test it out tonight. Hunch being: the boy is adaptable. He can handle the unexpected. He thinks on his feet. And that's sparked a certain curiosity in Kojiro, just to see exactly how that translates to the bedroom.
But that'll come later, maybe. If Langa's even comfortable with it. For now, Kojiro takes a seat beside Langa, and nudges the remote toward him. Langa still has a job here; Kojiro's tucking in to dinner. ]
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[ Just stupid in general, actually, because he hadn't meant to really say that out loud. The thought of removing his shirt just to sit next to Joe feels like the quickest way to reveal that he is far below his league, a damning juxtaposition. Langa's body is lean, the basic lines of muscle defined, but nothing like Joe's impressive and tanned pecs and abs. It certainly doesn't help when he's such a smooth talker, effortlessly sexy in both body and mind. Langa's sort of starting to wonder if he'll be able to survive this evening if it even gets to the point of anything happening between them.
But the thing is that he is adaptable, too. If there's anything that will rev up Langa's ability, it's a challenge he wants to rise to. So he waits for Joe to settle onto the couch and then shifts closer until their thighs are touching. ]
And I'll get cold, so let me warm up next to you first.
[ He can't look at Joe as he says it, but maybe that will help add to the effect since he's focused on the television. None of the movies have registered in his mind for the past three categories he's scrolled through, so he goes back up to the top and picks something in Joe's existing list. It's safe, and he's not really going to be thinking about the movie anyways as he puts down the remote, picks up the plate, and digs in.]