"Shut up, asshole." Rex laughed and then kissed Rider's neck softly as he felt him up. "Or I'll shove my arm down your throat." He kissed him briefly, then sat up, rubbing their hips together. "Alright. Let's go again."
***
Rex was dressed up in his nicest denims and a tight tank shirt, beanie over his messy hair. A cigarette dangled from his mouth as he waited for Rider to meet up with him outside of the clothes store he wanted him to go to with him.
He pulled out his mobile to check the time, glancing up when he saw Rider approaching. "It's about time."
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