LangaXReki~Shotgunning|Mutual Masturbation
Summary:
Langa manages to get ahold of weed at S and he and Reki have some high fun.
“How can you be so chill about this, man? If Miya won, I would have had to be his dog, but what do you get?”
“I mean, you still can?”
Ao3 Tags:
Shotgunning, Mutual Masturbation, Kinktober, Kinktober 2022, Non-Penetrative Sex, Frottage, post-sex cuddles, Banter, Soft Hasegawa Langa/Kyan Reki, Sassy Hasegawa Langa, Marijuana, Underage Drug Use, Praise Kink, Fluff, Fluff and Smut, Kissing, Soft sex, They Too High For Anything Rough, Idiots in Love, Minor Nanjo Kojiro | Joe/Sakurayashiki Kaoru | Cherry Blossom, Kyan Reki Has ADHD
"I swear to god, where did Langa get weed?!" Cherry practically hisses at the smirking Joe. "He doesn't have enough brain cells as it is!"
"In my defense, I just offered to be adult supervision. He brought it himself." Joe shrugs, pulling Reki back by his hoodie yet again. "You definitely don't need it either, kid. Only reason I haven't taken it away from him is that he was already gone when I got here."
"I don't really need the supervision, you know? Do I really seem like I was ever sober before I came here or would you like me to trauma dump?" Langa yawns, pulling Reki away from Joe. "The stuff over here is pretty weak anyway." He hums, snuggling the blushing redhead close.
"Langa~" Reki whispers, embarrassed. "Are you usually this cuddly when high?"
"Mmm, just with you." He smiles dopey.
Miya makes a gagging noise from behind Cherry. "Mommy! Langa's being a pervert!"
"What did I tell you brats about calling me mom?" Cherry snips, groaning into his palms. "Langa, can you let Reki go?"
Langa pouts at the appointed skate mom before something shines in his eyes and he whispers something to Reki who perks up and nods.
"Langa. You better not do what I think- and he did. Great." Cherry grumbles as they watch Langa take a drag off of his joint and pass the smoke to Reki in a kiss who immediately starts coughing. "Let's just get the idiots to Langa's before it kicks in. He's right that he probably knows what he's doing."
Joe chuckles as he ushers the two into Shadow's van. "That didn't take long." He smirks at Cherry.
"Shut it, stupid gorilla. Can you drive us to Snow's?" Cherry asks Shadow shortly.
"When did I become the S Taxi Service?" Shadow grumbles even as he starts the car. “Where did he even get that stuff?”
“We’re literally at an illegal, underground skate event.” Langa huffs, pulling Reki onto his lap. “It wasn’t hard.”
Shadow just throws his words back at him in a mocking tone. “Damn brats.” He grumbles as they pull out of S. “I’m gonna have to drive like a grandma so you don’t get us sent to jail.”
“Whatever works.” Langa yawns, pickpocketing his joint back from Joe to light it and take another drag. “Besides, look me in the eye and tell me Adam isn’t on something the entire time he’s out here. There is no way those are just cigarettes.”
“What the-? How the fuck did you even do that, kid?!” Joe scolds in shock, trying to reach back to snatch it away. “At least ask before you smoke in someone else’s car!”
“That is unfortunately just what Adam’s like.” Cherry huffs at the same time Joe is scolding the younger, massaging his temples as though fighting a headache.
“Shadow? Can I get rid of the evidence before we’re off the mountain?” Langa monotones from where he has his head resting on Reki’s shoulder.
“...I hate to say it, but the brat has a point.” Shadow sighs, starting his van. “Miya, sit up front so the smoke doesn’t get to you.”
“Yeah, I get it.” Miya huffs, switching seats with Joe before Shadow pulls away from the parking area. “It’s not good for athletes to smoke, you know?”
“Not like I plan to go pro.” Langa shrugs, nuzzling Reki’s flushed neck. “It’s one night, let me have some fun.”
“Cocky little shit like this, aren’t ya?” Joe laughs. “Just finish that off before you get us in trouble, kid.”
“Ridiculous.” Cherry grumbles. “When I get ahold of whoever is dealing at our race, I swear to-”
“Do I need to bring out the high school pictures, Mr. Piercings?” Joe smirks. “You have no room to talk.”
Cherry turns to glare at the bigger man but ultimately huffs, knowing he’s right. “Shut up, Stupid Gorilla.”
“Never.” Joe laughs, before reaching around the pinkette to try to get a hand between the two teenagers. “Hey! Wait ‘til you can get a room!”
“He’s right, Langa.” Reki whines, trying to squirm away. “We should probably talk first? Especially if you plan to share more.”
“Oh my god, please text each other if you’re going to that, Slimes!” Miya snaps from the front seat, not at all wanting to hear what they have planned.
“Mmm, texting isn’t my strong suit like this.” Langa pouts.
“I’ll text, just answer yes or no.” Reki sighs, shifting until he can get his phone out and type out a message.
“Okay.” Langa nods, reading the message. “Yes.”
They continue like this for a while, Langa taking drags as they go until they have everything settled and Langa can pass another drag to Reki in a kiss that makes Miya gag in the front.
“We’re almost down the mountain, dumbasses. Hurry it up!” Shadow warns, completely done with this whole situation.
By the time Shadow is pulling up to Langa’s apartment building, Langa is totally mellowed out and Reki won’t stop laughing at absolutely everything. The others stick around just long enough to get them safely inside before making their speedy escape. Not a single one of them wanted to be within earshot of whatever the two had planned on the way.
“Geez, what’re their problems?” Reki giggles, hanging off of Langa who has yet to stop cuddling him. “Langaaa~ I feel all fuzzy~”
“That’s 'cause you’re high, babe.” Langa chuckles, kissing Reki fondly. “You’re so cute.”
“I’m not cute.” Reki pouts, even as he smiles into the kiss.
“You’re right.” Langa hums, touching their foreheads together. “You’re adorable.”
“Hey!” Reki argues, sticking his tongue out before giggling again. “How have I not tried this before? This is fun."
"Probably because you’re incapable of keeping a secret.” Langa snickers, kissing the pout he gets in return.
“I can too! I keep S a secret just fine!” Reki objects, kissing back with a smile. “Does stuff always feel this nice?”
“Sure, that’s how a snowboarder ended up duck-taped to a board.”Langa snickers, touching their foreheads together once more. “And yeah, everything tends to feel really great. Touching is really nice.”
“What about sex?” Reki asks, now solely distracted by this train of thought.
“Do you still want to find out?” Langa smirks, chuckling at how Reki’s eyes light up at the prospect. “Come on, let’s get to my room first.” He smiles, taking Reki’s hand to lead him away. “Do you want your collar, baby?”
“Mmm, nah, not tonight. I just wanna get everything off of me so I can feel you.” The redhead smiles, nuzzling close to the other who starts helping him out of his jacket and gets his headband off. “How are you still so cool? I feel all fuzzy and like I should have to will my clothes off you know?”
“As I said, the stuff here is really weak compared to what I’m used to. And someone has to help you-” He pulls Reki close to stop him from walking face-first into the door frame. “Help you not do that.” He laughs, kissing fluffy red hair. “You’re so cute.”
“I thought I was adorable?” Reki giggles, ducking down in his hoodie to ‘help’ Langa get it off of him.
“You can be both.” Langa chuckles, getting the yellow fabric over Reki’s head. “Which is good because you are.
“Why are you so smoooooth?” The redhead drawls out, fighting with the button on his pants.
“I’m not, you’re just high.” Langa smiles, ushering Reki over to the bed so he can sit before he tries hopping around like this in an attempt to get his pants off. He starts pulling them off once he’s sat before he can think to try any acrobatics. He already looks so out of it, Langa wouldn’t even be surprised if the redhead fell asleep on him, but he’s so cute he doesn’t even mind. “Can you lift your hips so I can get your boxers?”
Reki was laid back on the bed, spread out like a starfish with a dopey look on his face. It takes him a second to process, but he eventually gets his hips up in the air. “When did you get my pants off?”
Langa raises an eyebrow with an amused sigh. “Are you sure you want to do this?”
“Yeah, I want to, but don’t actually know if I can.” Reki shoots Langa puppy eyes. “But I wanna!”
Langa shakes his head with a thoughtful hum. “Wanna just touch and jerk each other off?”
“Yeah! That should work!” Reki grins, getting ahold of Langa’s shirt to pull him down into a kiss.
Langa gets pulled down happily, undoing his buttons as they kiss so he can slip his own clothes off when they finally break for air. They had ended up grinding on each other at some point so this definitely takes longer than intended as they work each other up, but eventually, they do need to breathe.
Langa pants as he looks down at Reki’s relaxed face and posture, and as he’s working on his pants, accepts the fact that he’ll be doing all of the work tonight, but Reki looks so cute like this that he can’t really be bothered to care.
As Reki’s nuzzling his face into Langa’s pillow and mumbling something about him smelling good, Langa snatches the lube from where he usually hides it before climbing back on top of the giggling redhead.
“Remind me to never share an actual joint with you if you’re this gone just from shotgunning the smoke.” Langa laughs, kissing pouty lips. “You’re cute though.”
Reki hums happily, pulling Langa back down to deepen the kiss once more and giggling when he’s able to get a small moan from the usually stoic boy.
Langa just shakes his head with a smile as he shifts back just enough to line up their cocks together and reaches a now lubed hand down to give some slide as he starts jerking them off together. The blissed-out face Reki makes when he does almost makes him want to take a picture but the sounds have him wanting to keep this all to himself so no one can risk finding it. The redhead is definitely feeling it as he squirms and moans and whines and okay either the weed here does have some kick or Reki is just stupidly cute but fuck is this doing something for Langa.
Reki, meanwhile, is on cloud nine…or maybe that’s just his head? He definitely feels like he’s in the clouds and his body is so sensitive but so relaxed that he almost wonders if he could get edged like this. Oh, they should try edging sometime. Langa’s always so sweet and gentle unless Reki has his collar on, and while he loves it just the same, he’s not made of glass dammit. Maybe they could try that other thing they talked about the first time. Oh, or maybe-
“Reki~” Langa drawls out, interrupting the redhead’s distracted train of thought. “Earth to Reki. Still hitting you, huh?”
“Mmm~ Feel fuzzy.” Reki nods, arching slightly when Langa does something with his hand that he knows the redhead loves. “Shit, Langaaaa~! Is everything always this sensitive?”
“Mhm.” Langa nods, thrusting his hips into his palm around their cocks now to get just a little extra friction and moaning at the feeling. “Yeah, just really easy to get distracted and mentally float away.” He chuckles, smiling when Reki giggles in response.
“Like me?” Reki smiles, gasping when Langa’s thumb brushes over the tip.
“Like you.” Langa smiles, leaning down to kiss the other’s smiling mouth. “Adorable.”
“No u.” Reki laughs before Langa apparently decides to see his no u and raises him a flick of his wrist that has Reki throwing his head back. “Fuuuck~”
Langa snickers before letting out his own moan when Reki bucks his hips into his fist as well and thus grinds against his cock. “Fuck…”
Reki sticks out his tongue cheekily before moaning loudly when Langa now picks up speed. “Langaaaa~!
They continue like this for a while, exchanging kisses and riling each other up as Langa jerks them off until, eventually, Langa brushes over their slits, and Reki arches into the touch as he finally cums.
And cums.
And cums and gods how high is he? That’s definitely a normal amount but the orgasm seems to go on forever until he’s whining in over sensitivity and Langa finally lets him go so he can finish getting himself off.
It thankfully only takes Langa a few more pumps before his cum is joining Reki’s on the redhead’s chest before he flops to the side with a groan.
They take a second to catch their breath before Langa grabs the tissues from next to the bed to wipe them down so they can cuddle and enjoy the remaining high.
“Does it always last that long?” Reki mumbles, either already half asleep or just no longer capable of keeping his eyes open himself.
“Nah, your sense of time is just messed up right now, but we can test it later if you want?” Langa yawns, pulling his boyfriend close to bury his face in soft, fluffy red hair. He had never been a high-energy stoner so that took what little reserves he had, and now he needed at least a nap.
“Mmm, yeah, that sounds fun.” Reki smiles happily at all the attention. “You’re about to pass out though aren’t you?”
“Yup. Now less giggling more cuddling.”
~~~Bonus~~~
“Langa! Why do your clothes smell like weed?” His mom calls from the bathroom where she’s doing laundry.
He peeks up from the couch where he and Reki are cuddling, watching a movie. “Oh, sorry. I forgot to put them in a bag with a dryer sheet, didn’t I?”
Reki, meanwhile, sat on his lap panicking. “Shit, dude. You can blame me if you need to?”
Langa just looks at him confused as his mom’s voice sounds again.
“You did, but I was mostly asking why you didn’t bring me any. That’s just rude.” She huffs in an obviously joking manner before laughing.
Reki just looks between Langa and the bathroom door shell shocked. “I- what- why?”
Langa chuckles, pulling Reki back down. “Weed is legal in Canada, babe. I’m still underage, but my mom is chill.”
His mom must hear them because she sticks her head out with a laugh. “Is that why your hoodie and pants are in here, too? Didn’t want to get in trouble?”
Reki blinks, but nods. “Langa said he’d take care of it.”
“Well, Langa almost flooded the bathroom last time he tried to do laundry, but I’ve got you, sweetie. Just bring me some next time you do, and I’ll make some brownies. Just know you’re spending the night if you do. I don’t want either of you going out and getting in trouble.” She smiles before ducking back into the bathroom to start the washer from the sounds of it.
Reki just sits there in confusion for a moment before letting himself relax back across Langa’s chest. It always bewildered him how chill it was here, but he wasn’t going to complain. “Thank you!”
“Any time!” She calls back.
A moment goes by before he sits up again.
“How the hell did you almost flood the bathroom?!”
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