[ He's insufferably proud of himself, smirking at Keith's reaction. Keith shifts his hips down, clearly seeking that touch out again, and so Shiro gives it to him, circling his fingers there with care. He's enjoying this - taking his time, watching Keith, drinking in the sounds he makes and the movement of his body - but he'd be a liar if he said all of that wasn't making him impossibly harder, so much that it aches. ]
I used to touch myself here and think about you. All the things I want to do to you, all the things I want you to do to me. Didn't even have to touch my dick to get off.
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[ He's insufferably proud of himself, smirking at Keith's reaction. Keith shifts his hips down, clearly seeking that touch out again, and so Shiro gives it to him, circling his fingers there with care. He's enjoying this - taking his time, watching Keith, drinking in the sounds he makes and the movement of his body - but he'd be a liar if he said all of that wasn't making him impossibly harder, so much that it aches. ]
I used to touch myself here and think about you. All the things I want to do to you, all the things I want you to do to me. Didn't even have to touch my dick to get off.
You're even hotter than I imagined.