[ Keith's face is right there, so close, and Shiro takes a moment just to look at him - to marvel at how beautiful he is, all those sharp angles resolved into something soft because of Shiro, and kissing him again - deep, but slow and indulgent - is as inevitable as a thrown rock falling back to Earth. As inevitable as this feels, this closeness, the two of them coming together like this. So he kisses Keith, and rubs his thumb against Keith's hand where he's clutching at him, and drops his face to lay a kiss against the pale, elegant stretch of Keith's neck as he slowly starts to move inside him. ]
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[ Keith's face is right there, so close, and Shiro takes a moment just to look at him - to marvel at how beautiful he is, all those sharp angles resolved into something soft because of Shiro, and kissing him again - deep, but slow and indulgent - is as inevitable as a thrown rock falling back to Earth. As inevitable as this feels, this closeness, the two of them coming together like this. So he kisses Keith, and rubs his thumb against Keith's hand where he's clutching at him, and drops his face to lay a kiss against the pale, elegant stretch of Keith's neck as he slowly starts to move inside him. ]