[ Reki never gets any room to question that, not when Kojiro's doing his damnedest to crowd out all the doubt. I got you has always been a promise, and Kojiro's proven himself against the uglier edges of it, time and time again. He catches all of Reki's ferocity and vulnerability, he tempers the bouts of venom, he cradles it all in the space he steadfastly holds for Reki, and then lets it simmer to ash and cool again. He's taken Reki for who he is, embraced and worshiped every side of him, and only challenged what he knows he can change.
So can he change how Reki looks at himself? Can he banish all that self-deprecation? Can he exorcize those demons that are picking relentlessly through Reki's head? No. Not alone. But he can (and does) challenge the perception; shows him and tells him in a million grand and tiny ways that he's worthy and loved and needed and beautiful. Maybe the constancy helps. Maybe some day, Reki can see everything within in himself that Kojiro knows is already there. But in the meantime, Kojiro won't have him any other way. ]
Always, forever. I got you.
[ Reki's all molten desperation against him, and this is such a good look on him. Kojiro can't find an ounce of willpower to dissuade it. Not when he's pleading, writhing hard against Kojiro's abs and whining into his mouth. He's so fucking weak for this, and Reki's had that all figured out since day one. But he won't let Reki go while he's literally begging Kojiro not to; that's not a bit of superstition he's willing to test, even though he feels like he's gonna die if he can't touch more of Reki, so--
Let him keep kissing Kojiro to ribbons; he meets Reki blow for blow, catching his lips in a hot push whenever he's in range, scraping teeth along Reki's jaw when he's not. From here, it's easy enough to keep an arm around Reki while his other hand joins the fray; pushes between them, palming firm at the hard ridge of Reki's cock through his jeans, and grinning even sweeter into their kisses. ]
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[ Reki never gets any room to question that, not when Kojiro's doing his damnedest to crowd out all the doubt. I got you has always been a promise, and Kojiro's proven himself against the uglier edges of it, time and time again. He catches all of Reki's ferocity and vulnerability, he tempers the bouts of venom, he cradles it all in the space he steadfastly holds for Reki, and then lets it simmer to ash and cool again. He's taken Reki for who he is, embraced and worshiped every side of him, and only challenged what he knows he can change.
So can he change how Reki looks at himself? Can he banish all that self-deprecation? Can he exorcize those demons that are picking relentlessly through Reki's head? No. Not alone. But he can (and does) challenge the perception; shows him and tells him in a million grand and tiny ways that he's worthy and loved and needed and beautiful. Maybe the constancy helps. Maybe some day, Reki can see everything within in himself that Kojiro knows is already there. But in the meantime, Kojiro won't have him any other way. ]
Always, forever. I got you.
[ Reki's all molten desperation against him, and this is such a good look on him. Kojiro can't find an ounce of willpower to dissuade it. Not when he's pleading, writhing hard against Kojiro's abs and whining into his mouth. He's so fucking weak for this, and Reki's had that all figured out since day one. But he won't let Reki go while he's literally begging Kojiro not to; that's not a bit of superstition he's willing to test, even though he feels like he's gonna die if he can't touch more of Reki, so--
Let him keep kissing Kojiro to ribbons; he meets Reki blow for blow, catching his lips in a hot push whenever he's in range, scraping teeth along Reki's jaw when he's not. From here, it's easy enough to keep an arm around Reki while his other hand joins the fray; pushes between them, palming firm at the hard ridge of Reki's cock through his jeans, and grinning even sweeter into their kisses. ]
Need you. Keeping you. Think you can manage?