no matter how the rest of this goes down, keith is pretty sure that the sound of shiro's voice going rough around god, keith is going to haunt him for the rest of his days. just the sound of his own name coming out of shiro's mouth might be dangerous from now on; maybe he should go ahead and start insisting that shiro start calling him by his last name in public, because --
and then the thought is abruptly cut off when shiro lifts him like keith is nothing, and keith is too distracted by the way his stomach does a little flipflop of arousal to question the change in their positions. not that he plans on complaining, not really, because shiro is settled between his thighs, kissing him and then rocking up against him in a way that makes keith moan.
... it's the next bit keith doesn't really get, but he doesn't have an opportunity to do much more than blink in confusion before shiro leans in and does something with his mouth that makes keith's brain short out. he arches up in shiro's hold with a strangled little cry, thighs twitching with little electric shocks of sensation. his heels dig and slide against the sheets as he tries instinctively to find some kind of footing, unable to really press himself down against shiro's mouth the way his body wants him to. ]
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no matter how the rest of this goes down, keith is pretty sure that the sound of shiro's voice going rough around god, keith is going to haunt him for the rest of his days. just the sound of his own name coming out of shiro's mouth might be dangerous from now on; maybe he should go ahead and start insisting that shiro start calling him by his last name in public, because --
and then the thought is abruptly cut off when shiro lifts him like keith is nothing, and keith is too distracted by the way his stomach does a little flipflop of arousal to question the change in their positions. not that he plans on complaining, not really, because shiro is settled between his thighs, kissing him and then rocking up against him in a way that makes keith moan.
... it's the next bit keith doesn't really get, but he doesn't have an opportunity to do much more than blink in confusion before shiro leans in and does something with his mouth that makes keith's brain short out. he arches up in shiro's hold with a strangled little cry, thighs twitching with little electric shocks of sensation. his heels dig and slide against the sheets as he tries instinctively to find some kind of footing, unable to really press himself down against shiro's mouth the way his body wants him to. ]