Hey, I'm keeping an eye out for space diners. First one I see I'm asking you out to get malts.

[ He's playing along, but he keeps one hand drifting up and down over Keith's spine, the other still resting on Keith's ass. He's got a great butt, but it feels tiny under Shiro's big, warm hand. The thought makes him smile again, a little more edge to it this time. ]

Hope I don't have to wait that long to get you to fuck me, though.