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fourstrings2018-09-20 04:22 pm
bde) wrote in fourstrings2018-09-20 04:22 pm
I seek the stars above worlds to be the guides
[ Shiro’s been dancing around it for a while now. At first he’d thought it was just Keith being Keith, ferociously protective of the people he cares about because he’s lost too many of the few he’s had. But being the focus of all that attention from someone like Keith – well, it’d get to anyone. Shiro’s embarrassed at first, tries to write it off as a reaction to being touched with care after so long with physical contact as a thing to fear. Eventually he can’t deny that he’s attracted to Keith, both physically and in a deep admiration that slots in neatly alongside all the pride and affection he’d felt for the cadet he’d known before the Kerberos mission. But it’s fine; it’s not like he’s never been attracted to someone before, and there’s so much to do it’s easy to channel all his energy into it as a distraction.
It’s harder once he realizes that what Keith feels for him isn’t just dedication to an old friend. He catches Keith watching him with an intensity that makes his chest feel warm and tight, and sometimes when he puts a hand on Keith’s shoulder the younger man leans in to it like a cat getting an ear-scritch. They clasp hands and Shiro pulls Keith in to a hug, and Keith tucks his face against Shiro’s shoulder like it’s the place he feels safest. Shiro falls asleep in the lounge, just once after they’ve sunk a solid week into liberating another territory, and in the warm dim place between sleep and wake he feels Keith press a soft, dry kiss to his temple. And Shiro thinks, okay, that’s something they need to talk about, but it seems like every day there’s a new crisis and he puts it off, puts it off and puts it off, because the universe depends on them now and rushing into this risks upsetting the balance of the team in a way they can’t afford.
He wants to do this right. He wants to have a conversation, make sure that no matter what happens it doesn’t jeopardise their friendship – or jeopardise the team, which puts the whole universe at risk. He wants to talk it out and make sure they’re careful.
What he does instead is find himself brimming over with it, full to overflowing, until one day when they’re unwinding after a sparring match he just gives in, slips a hand against Keith’s cheek and leans in to kiss him. There’s a heartbeat and then Keith is kissing him back, warm and so alive -
And then the alarm sounds and Coran’s voice rings throughout the castle, informing them that there’s an emergency and the paladins need to get to their Lions now.
Helping a rebel ship being chased by Galra fighters leads to following them back to a base, which in turn leads to a protracted battle planetside, and the faintest hint of Black growling at him in the back of his mind every time his thoughts wander to Keith and the press of his lips, the slick promise of his tongue. It’s days before the fighting stops, close to a week, and even Lance’s enthusiasm over winning a battle hard-fought is reduced to a “yay us, see you in a week when I wake up” as they all head for their rooms. Sleep is something they’ve only had in snatches, stolen moments when things died down enough for the ground forces to hold the situation for a while, and by rights Shiro should be unconscious as soon as his head hits the pillow. Instead he’s restless, fidgeting in his bed, feeling like he can’t even close his eyes. A warm shower doesn’t really help, other than meaning at least now he’s restless and clean.
The only thing to do is face it head-on, then. He’s only in sweats and a tank top as he pads barefoot to Keith’s room, and he tells himself it’s because Keith will already be asleep and Shiro’s going to check and then head right back to bed, certain that there’s nothing he can do for now and maybe catch enough sleep to have this conversation alert and sensible tomorrow. At least, he thinks, he can say he tried.
He knocks. ]
Keith?
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[ It's a compliment, Keith! And to celebrate, Shiro leans in to peck a kiss against one pink cheek. ]
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[ struggling to find the words for it, cheeks turning even redder. ]
... take the lead? [ in your butt??? ]
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[ He pulls back just enough to look Keith in the eyes, his expression earnest as he uses one hand to cup Keith's cheek, the very picture of sincerity. ]
A cock like that on a guy like you? You can put it wherever you want and I'm gonna be thrilled.
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it should be impossible to be this turned on and this embarrassed, but here he is. ]
Too bad we're dealing with the refractory period of an old timer, huh?
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[ To prove the point, he rolls them so Keith's on top of him again, lets his hands drift down to squeeze Keith's ass. Yep, it's pretty inspiring. He cracks a grin, raises an eyebrow. ]
Hey there, hot stuff. Wanna make out?
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... he can't help but laugh, even if he tries to duck his chin and muffle it into a snort. ]
You've got the pick-up lines of an old guy for sure.
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[ 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.
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he can't even laugh at the idea of shiro taking him out for malts before the other man hits him with that line, and it shuts keith up so quickly that he nearly bites down on his own tongue. ]
I -- [ shaking his head a little, trying to pretend that he isn't BLUSHING LIKE A BIG IDIOT ] You can't just say stuff like that, c'mon --
[ not if shiro wants keith to have functional brain cells, at least ]
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[ He's trying to look innocent, and failing. Keith's blushing face is too cute to resist kissing, so he leans up to do that first, then lets his head drop back against the pillow. ]
Sorry. I'll cool it, if you want. I just - I want everything with you. Everything you're up for, at least. Including at least one real date.
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[ ugh. he steals a kiss of his own, then... shifts a little, just so that he can rock his hips a little. enough to press his dick up against shiro's stomach, because the fact that just talking about it has him rock hard should... say a lot. ]
... obviously I wanna date you. And I wanna do... the other stuff, too.
I just never thought -- [ a little pause, and he ducks his chin slightly, breaking eye contact. ] ... I never thought any of this would be something I'd get to have, and hearing you say... that, it's...
Wow.
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But Keith continues, and Shiro just... smiles at him, happy. ]
I know. There was a while there when I was so sure you were just... I don't know. Relieved to see me. Grateful, maybe. Knowing you feel the way I do, that we get to be together like this?
It's pretty special.