[ Keith's beautiful. The sounds he's making, the flush of his cheeks, the sound of Shiro's name on his lips as he comes and if Shiro put his hand around his own cock at all of that it'd take less than a minute for him to come, hot and messy all over Keith's hip.
But that's not what Keith said he wanted, and it's not what Shiro promised. So he stills his fingers, lets his hand go motionless rather than pulling out all at once and leaving Keith feeling empty. And - well, if Keith's gonna find out Shiro's nasty eventually there's probably no better time than now, so he uses his free hand to glide fingertips through the mess over Keith's stomach and brings it to his mouth, sucks the bitter-salt taste of Keith off his own fingers. ]
Damn, look at you. You're so hot. If you decide you never want to see me again, this is gonna be enough to keep me warm on lonely nights for the rest of my life.
[ He leans in, buries a kiss against Keith's temple. he smells good, like Keith and the remnants of his shower and the warmth of blood close to the skin, and Shiro breathes him in shamelessly. ]
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[ Keith's beautiful. The sounds he's making, the flush of his cheeks, the sound of Shiro's name on his lips as he comes and if Shiro put his hand around his own cock at all of that it'd take less than a minute for him to come, hot and messy all over Keith's hip.
But that's not what Keith said he wanted, and it's not what Shiro promised. So he stills his fingers, lets his hand go motionless rather than pulling out all at once and leaving Keith feeling empty. And - well, if Keith's gonna find out Shiro's nasty eventually there's probably no better time than now, so he uses his free hand to glide fingertips through the mess over Keith's stomach and brings it to his mouth, sucks the bitter-salt taste of Keith off his own fingers. ]
Damn, look at you. You're so hot. If you decide you never want to see me again, this is gonna be enough to keep me warm on lonely nights for the rest of my life.
[ He leans in, buries a kiss against Keith's temple. he smells good, like Keith and the remnants of his shower and the warmth of blood close to the skin, and Shiro breathes him in shamelessly. ]
How're you doing, baby? Was that okay?