[ The way Keith moves and the sound he makes are... encouraging, to say the least. That cry pulses through him, sending out a little flare of need, and Shiro moans against Keith's skin in both encouragement and want.
This is what he's wanted, what he's fantasized about. Not necessarily the act itself (although it's certainly featured) but Keith like this, reacting to Shiro's touch in a way that makes it seem like he's coming undone. Shiro notes the way Keith's feet are slipping against the sheets, and in a moment of sheer altruism he takes one in his hand and places it on his shoulder. It serves a dual purpose - not only will it give Keith some of the leverage he might have been seeking, but it gives Shiro better access to press his tongue wetly inward in an effort to draw out more of those sounds. ]
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This is what he's wanted, what he's fantasized about. Not necessarily the act itself (although it's certainly featured) but Keith like this, reacting to Shiro's touch in a way that makes it seem like he's coming undone. Shiro notes the way Keith's feet are slipping against the sheets, and in a moment of sheer altruism he takes one in his hand and places it on his shoulder. It serves a dual purpose - not only will it give Keith some of the leverage he might have been seeking, but it gives Shiro better access to press his tongue wetly inward in an effort to draw out more of those sounds. ]