[ Well, that's a rollercoaster. Keith's mouth is already kind of mindblowing by virtue of being a) Keith's mouth and b) on Shiro's dick, and then he goes and shoves right down and for a good second there it's the single hottest thing Shiro's ever seen in his life (just edging out the "Keith drops his towel with an expression full of intent" of five minutes ago). But then he reaches him limit and chokes, which is fine, happens to the best of us, except that he apologizes. Shiro pets at his hair again, murmurs a quiet easy there, buddy. and then Keith says what should be a big clue.
Here's the thing: Shiro's big. He knows he's big, by comparison and having been told (including a "whoa, so I guess it's not true about Asian guys!" that caused a really unpleasant moment as the part of his brain that wasn't fully engaged in powering his dick supplied "yo, that's racist"). It's... not the first time he's heard something along those lines. So all he does is shift his hand to Keith's cheek and brush his thumb gently over the rise of his cheekbone. ]
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Here's the thing: Shiro's big. He knows he's big, by comparison and having been told (including a "whoa, so I guess it's not true about Asian guys!" that caused a really unpleasant moment as the part of his brain that wasn't fully engaged in powering his dick supplied "yo, that's racist"). It's... not the first time he's heard something along those lines. So all he does is shift his hand to Keith's cheek and brush his thumb gently over the rise of his cheekbone. ]
Hey. Don't force it, you were doing great.