Langa, showing off his bruises: Did you know that if you kiss a wound it makes it better? Reki, tending to his wounds: Is that why you’re so reckless all the time? You want kisses? Langa: … No. Reki, kissing his hand: You’re bad at lying.
Imagine Adam fucking reki. And Langa calls Reki. And at first Adam pauses his thrusting when the phone call starts. Langa is calling asking if Reki wants to meet up at the skate park. And obviously reki is spluttering through a shitty excuse as to why he can’t. Then Adam can hear