[ Maybe not sexy, but honest. The sight of Keith looking at his dick with a kind of calculated contemplation before putting it in his mouth is more than enough to kill a man, but it instantly feels so incredible that if Shiro does die right here he'll be doomed to be a ghost, haunting Keith with the unfinished business of his orgasm.
Even the way Keith's so matter of fact about it is hot. He laughs, talks back, and then just goes and pops it right in, sucking in a way that makes Shiro clench his hand in the bedsheets and fight back an immediate jerk of his hips. ]
Fuck.
[ It's slightly strangled, and followed by a breathy sort of laugh. He really is out of practice. ]
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[ Maybe not sexy, but honest. The sight of Keith looking at his dick with a kind of calculated contemplation before putting it in his mouth is more than enough to kill a man, but it instantly feels so incredible that if Shiro does die right here he'll be doomed to be a ghost, haunting Keith with the unfinished business of his orgasm.
Even the way Keith's so matter of fact about it is hot. He laughs, talks back, and then just goes and pops it right in, sucking in a way that makes Shiro clench his hand in the bedsheets and fight back an immediate jerk of his hips. ]
Fuck.
[ It's slightly strangled, and followed by a breathy sort of laugh. He really is out of practice. ]
Damn, that's good.