Skate the Infinity one shots

New truths

(The chapter contains one of my favorite reki head cannons and I've wanted to write about it for so long so I'm happy I finally got around to it. Anyways. Enjoy 😉)

I sat in rekis room with him and my hand fumbled around, struggling to decide when I should hold his hand. He looked at me and smiled before grabbing my hand. "Weirdo." He mumbled and I blushed a little.

We watched tv and I grabbed the remote, turning it up a little. "Reki, can I kiss you?" I asked and he stared at me, an amused look on his face. He nodded and leaned forward, kissing me gently. We were both struggled to keep our hands in one place. I want to touch him, I want to touch his face and his arms and his back and legs all at once and it was so overwhelming.

He held my face and we laid down against the pillows on his bed. My hand rested on his thigh and he made a soft noise into my mouth. Did I make him do that? Does he like when I touch him?

I rubbed his thigh and he leaned against me. He pushed my hair out of the way and laid me on my back, starting to climb ontop of me. I blushed like crazy and pulled the blanket over us. He pulled back and kissed my chin and then my jawline all the way to my collarbone.

He kissed my skin lightly and then bit the numb skin. I caught the embarrassing noise that almost came out of my mouth, in my throat and he touched my sides, his slightly calloused fingers running along my skin. He looked up at me and smiled softly as he lifted my shirt up a little. "Youre being so quiet." He whispered and laid on top of me, kissing at my neck, over and over again.

I whimpered in his ear as he bit my neck gently. He lifted his head and then placed to lightest kiss on my lips, our lips barely even touching. I shivered and he laughed softly. I touched his arm and he glanced between my hand on his arm and my eyes. I pushed his hair back and looked in his eyes. "You act so innocent but you're definitely trying to get something more out me right now, aren't you?" He whispered and grazed our lips past again.

I let out such an embarrassing whimper and he smiled, touching my lips. "And you're so sensitive, I can only imagine what you act like when I touch you elsewhere." He glanced down at my lips and stared at them, pressing his thumb to my lip. "I should go home soon." I said and he shook his head, kissing me again and again. "No, you're staying with me." He adjusted himself ontop of me and left little kisses behind my ear.

"But you have to be quiet. My moms room is on the other side of the wall." I nodded and grabbed his waist before flipping him on his back. "Wow, such a gentleman, doing all the work." He put his hand to his chest and smiled at me. I put my hands beside his head and kissed him till my lips felt numb. I lifted his shirt up and he pulled it off quickly.

I touched his warm skin and he smiled against my mouth. I held his sides and pressed day thumbs to his stomach. He feels so perfect, like every part of his body was made just for him. I glanced down and I smiled at how beautiful he looks. He gets a little self conscious and covers his chest. "What are those scars?" I asked, noticing the slightly visible lines right above his stomach.

He looked to the side and looked a little overwhelmed to me. "It was from a surgery I had a few years ago." He simply said and I sat up, trying not to put too much pressure on his legs. "Oh what kind of surgery? For your ribs or something?" He smiled like I had said something stupid and shook his head, his hands still covering his body.

"I uh, Langa. I used to be a girl." He said very quietly, his voice a little shaky. I nodded and then gave a soft smile. "Okay? Why does that matter?" He paused for a second and then nodded. "Yeah, yeah you're right." I grabbed his hand and his palm was all sweaty. "So you had top surgery?" I asked and he nodded. I touched his face. "You don't look feminine at all." I said and he looked a bit uncomfortable so I took my hand back.

"I realized when I was really little, I've been on T since I was 13. I was kind of lucky." I nodded, trying to understand everything he said. "Your pronouns are he-him, right?" I asked and he nodded, though he seemed a bit unsure. "I prefer those." He said and I leaned down, hugging him. "That must be why ive always thought you were so pretty. I've never seen a boy as pretty as you."

He hugged me back and I laid on my side. He kissed my forehead and I looked in his eyes. "Have you..." He shook his head and gave a calm look. "Not yet, I think that's why I'm afraid to do anything yet, it just makes me feel so gross and dysphoric." I held his hand tightly. "It's okay, I can wait. I'd never do anything you aren't  comfortable with." He put his head on my arm and I held him close.