[ There's a warm pulse of happiness through Shiro when Keith says it's amazing, something calming and comforting, and then Keith hitches a leg around Shiro's hips and lets him in deeper and Shiro moans with it, like he feels it in the very marrow of his bones.
The praise, on top of that? Perfection. It's enough to let him cast that worry aside and start moving the way he really wants to, the gentle rocking of his hips moving into something constant, rolling, and he feels it through his whole body - through his whole being. ]
You feel so good, baby. You're perfect, perfect for me. I want - I want this forever.
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The praise, on top of that? Perfection. It's enough to let him cast that worry aside and start moving the way he really wants to, the gentle rocking of his hips moving into something constant, rolling, and he feels it through his whole body - through his whole being. ]
You feel so good, baby. You're perfect, perfect for me. I want - I want this forever.