open post. (sfw + nsfw)

[parakalein]

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[paladads]

[ Twenty minutes becomes fifteen, rapidly encroaching on ten, and Shiro is nowhere near coming even as his cock hardens fully in Keith's determined mouth. He runs his fingers through soft black locks and watches the way half his erection disappears down that throat, holding his hips obediently still as Keith experiments with what works for him. Shiro is more than happy with everything, precome beading over a hot-wet tongue, and each time the tip traces under one of the ridges his head tips back on a strained gasp. ]

Baby, don't hurt yourself ...

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[ His jaw is aching. Shiro is normally pretty big, but this time he'd gotten even bigger -- his cock is unmistakably huge, and if Keith doubted he was a size queen before he definitely knows it now.

Furry and a size queen, imagine that. He's licking, sucking the flavour of him through the tip of his dick, still hungry for him despite the fact that they've already gone at it twice before.

Their food will come soon, he thinks when he rubs the base if his dick, using his hands to work on what his mouth can't take in, busy watching the play of expressions on his lover's handsome face. He has to get him to come before that, or he might kill the poor guy who comes to drop off the food.

Lips wrapped midway around his shaft, he tries to take him deeper, past the back of his throat and down, and he has to fight not to choke or gag, eyes watering with the effort. He moves then, fucking his mouth and throat slowly, steadily and carefully on his cock, quietly warmed by how thoughtful Shiro is, just for him. ]

Mmmm.

[paladads]

[ How he ever got lucky enough to have Keith in his life he'll never fully know, going from his mentor to best friend to lover with room to spare for a thousand other sentiments in between. As he watches Keith suck him off and almost apologetically use his hand on the inches he physically can't swallow, Shiro lets he warm wave of his orgasm crest to the siren's call of a relentless tongue and gives Keith a hitched warning in a dry voice, tugging on his hair before it happens: he tries to watch the sensual roll of his hips culminating in his cock spurting hard, hot streaks that make Shiro shudder on the bed, tail unravelling as it tenses up to one side with every wave of come that pulses out of his aching cock. Over and over, whimpers rising to the ceiling as Shiro's fluffy ears flatten to his head.

He can't seem to stop trembling, uttering Keith's name in small sobs. ]

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[ There is incredible power in knowing that you've done this to your lover -- brought about a pleasure so potent that they come undone, unravelled by attention, affection, and one hell of a skilled tongue and mouth.

Keith might not be able to take all of him in, but he does know how to please his man -- licking, sucking, pressing up right where he's most sensitive and awakening sensations, drawing out every flicker of desire. He knows Shiro like he knows himself, and when the warning inevitably comes, he stays. He stays because Shiro deserves this and more, and he closes his lips tightly around his shaft to swallow each and every load, even if it's overwhelming.

He coughs at the third, fourth pump, streaks splattering over his scarred cheek and his lips, but he goes in again for the last.

Keith comes up after, climbing up into his arms to gather his lover against his chest, crooning softly as he wraps his arms around his head. Shiro is overwhelmed, whimpering, and every instinct in him rushes to comfort and soothe. ]

I've got you, baby. I've got you. [ He's pressing kisses to his hair, his ears, as if shielding him from everything else. ]

[paladads]

[ Keith holds him like he usually does and he's so short compared to normal that Shiro's arm comes around his thighs instead of his hips, nuzzling under his chin as his breathing returns to normal. His heart swells, so grateful to be looked after no matter what he looks like and treated like something precious that he purrs nonstop, nestling in close to keep Keith in his embrace.

Gradually, once he's back to thinking straight and not drifting in a post-coital haze, he starts to speak. ]

Keith, I —

[ And is cut off by the comms unit on the wall. Bridge to Captain Shirogane. The Holts believe they have a solution to the quantum shift.

Oh, he thinks, ears lowering. That's that. ]

Acknowledged. [ He leans up on a bent arm and looks down at Keith, tucking stray hairs behind a ear on his lover. ] Looks like this one's going home early.

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Aw. We had a good time.

[ Keith muses softly. It's a bit of a shame, but Keith already has the prize -- Shiro. Anything else is just icing on the cake. He's continuing to pet him, keeping him close as he drops more kisses, holding him tight.

He gives that huge galra form a reassuring squeeze, before fluffing his ears lovingly. ]

It'll be okay. I'm sure his mate and kit have missed him.

[ Leaning into his touch with a soft, contented sigh, he's pressing kisses to the inside of his wrist before he extricates himself briefly, snagging wet tissues to clean them both up properly.

They make their way to the bridge shortly, after getting dressed and making sure they don't smell too much like sex. What happens next, however, is the entire opposite of what anyone expects: instead of reversing what's happened to them all, they stayed the same.

Except... except Keith. Snarling, confused full galran Keith, the shock and assault of new scents and displacements prompting him to step in front of Shiro, his Shiro, snarl deepening at what he perceives to be his mate's captors.

Better hold on to him, darling. He's pouncing. Fuck warnings, he's making everyone pay. ]

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[ Pidge and Sam look astonished on the screens once the science-come-spell is activated and everyone is treated to one very snarly, slightly taller version of Keith covered in fluffy fur. Shiro stares for a moment in shock, then something kicks in as his mate's familiar scent hits his nostrils; he's in front of Keith immediately, taking him by the hand and cupping a striped cheek (it matches the scar, so cute). Whatever their galran counterparts now think of a human Keith, the crew is certainly twice as wary as usual until Shiro blocks Keith's snarls. ]

Keith, it's okay. Look at me — you're still you. We're on the Atlas, sweetheart, it's alright. [ Tail curling around Keith's nearest leg, Shiro searches his eyes. ] Do you remember?

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[ Remember? Remember what? Keith's snarls subside when Shiro boldly steps before him, holding him firmly. He's all Keith can see, the unmistakable scent of his mate and sex and wet wipes and soap on his skin. It's different, and the new array of scents catch him off guard -- his hackles would've risen if not for the hand at his cheek.

Keith settles, just barely. Attuned to his mate, he shifts, feeling the flicker of other!Keith rising to the fore once again, having been entirely knocked off by the shock. This is so, so weird. This -- ]

You weren't captured. [ He says, more to calm himself than anything else, calming under Shiro's reassurance. ] You're okay? This isn't the Atlas I -- oh. Atlas.

[ Then, human Keith: ] ...This is really weird.

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I know, I've got you.

[ He slips a hand into one of Keith's and stays by his side as reports filter in from Pidge about what went wrong, the attempted rift being too small, etc. Shiro is mostly distracted by having Keith at his side, both Keiths intermingled the same way he and the other Shiro are, layers upon layers of scents both reassuring and riling him. He wants to hold him close so badly yet refrains, instead behaving like the captain of a ship that needs its commanding officer in the wake of a failed experiment. ]

Pidge, Sam, don't worry about this. Keith is just fine with me. I need you to focus on reversing the pull of our dimension, it's clearly too strong compared to other universes and we don't want to do more harm than good. You did well — just refine your technique. Take your time.

[ That said and done, he nods to Veronica to take point on the bridge. Keith's hand is tugged to lead him away, wanting to give him the chance to process what has happened to him without the eyes of the crew glued to them. Out in the corridor he slides his arm around him and veers close. ]

Are you okay?

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Someone had sex with you. That isn't me. And is me.

[ Keith barely paid attention to the goings-on at the bridge, reeling from the onslaught of new scents and unfamiliar noises and people. But the human side of him is somehow fighting the galra side, at least at first. Keith settles down only when they're out of the bridge, when he steps easily into Shiro's arms and presses his nose to his throat, scenting the gland right there and breathing him in to calm himself. ]

Everything is... I was looking for you.

[ He's not mad, more relieved and curious than anything, his hand coming down to rest on Shiro's wickedly metallic arm. ]

Our son is safe with Kolivan.

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It'll all start making more sense soon, kitten. [ The pet-name comes easily, making him smile as he brushes through Keith's long hair and holds him close. ] It was you, Keith. Is you. You know you're my ... my only.

[ Thankfully the corridor is empty so no one has to see Shiro licking the scar on Keith's cheek, a gesture meant to comfort that trails down his jaw and nuzzles behind an ear as he scents him right back. God, he smells so strongly of home and their child, it's difficult for Shiro not to let the galra in him take over.

He squeezes him tighter at the mention of little Sven, breathing easier somehow even though he wasn't aware of holding his breath. ]

Good, I'm so relieved you're both safe. You ... You were away for so long and then I was brought here, I missed you so much.

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I'm sorry. There were some complications with the mission. But it's sorted now.

[ Keith is purring, sensing his beloved's unspoken distress underneath the relief, apologetic as he leans into the grooming licks. Arms coming to wrap around him, sliding up and down his spine to soothe and comfort, he presses firmly into the circle of his arms, eager to be reunited with him again. ]

I'm here, puppy. I'm here. I'm sorry I was away for so long. [ He's smirking despite himself, using the pet name reserved just for him. He's licking him, too, just along the line of his jaw, kissing along the side of his mouth. He makes soft, chuffing sounds broadcasting his own pleasure, and his hand finally finds his. ]

Come. Show me your room. We have a lot to make up for.

[paladads]

[ The way being called Puppy has him enthusiastically rubbing his face into the curve of Keith's neck does a lot to broadcast how happy Shiro is, if his beaming smile hasn't already when he straightens. The little chuffs against his jaw relax him immensely. ]

Alright, but the bed really is going to be too small now. [ They'll manage, curled up in a ball together. En route back to his quarters, he eyes Keith curiously. ] Can you remember much about yourself in this universe?

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[ Shiro's happiness is so obvious, his delight so endearing and sweet that Keith can't help but smile when he's nuzzling, running fingers through his hair and petting him.

He's gripping his hand lightly and following after him, having eyes for no one else but him. His Shiro, his beautiful, wonderful mate -- finally at his side again. ]

I remember most vividly how your come tasted in my mouth. How I held you. How sad you looked. [ He pauses. ] And everything else. The Keith in this universe -- he's... I remember everything.

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[ His long tail wags all the way to their rooms, his gaze caught on Keith just as often. ]

I missed you a lot. But now we're all together, no one is lost and we can share what we have across worlds, isn't that exciting?

[ The lock is activated the second they step through the door, Shiro rounding on Keith as the confession your come in my mouth reverberates in his ears. Is it pathetic he's almost panting with the need to be with his mate? Shiro can't begin to care, encircling a waist that is suddenly a lot bigger than before as he crowds into Keith's space. He doesn't have to crane his head down either. ]

I don't know what went wrong with sending me home to you but I'm glad you found me. Again.

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I was upset -- when I came home and you were... gone.

[ Keith is meeting him halfway, as desperate for his wonderful, beautiful puppy of a lover as he wraps his arms around him, shifting to capture his mouth in a hungry kiss. The rest of the conversation falters, and for good reason -- he's acquainting himself with Shiro again, gripping him tight and molding himself against his body.

It feels right, the both of them being together like this. Keith is definitely bigger and taller, more filled out, stronger and more lethal even if he isn't the size Shiro is (then again, not even Kolivan is the size Shiro is). He's making a pleased chirring sound in his throat, hands coming to his suit to unzip, to peel it off of him. ]

It must have known that I wanted to see you. And desperately. And I was ready to tear up spacetime to do it.

[ He growls between kisses, claws lightly digging into Shiro's back. ] You've been lonely too long.

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I'm so, so sorry. I'm here now, you've got me.

[ The kiss is a hot brand that takes back what he's been missing, no longer concerned about his fangs when Keith is tough enough to deal with their scrape around colliding tongues. He strokes his way up Keith's body and without having to think about it starts peeling his clothes off, only the bump of the wall behind Keith making Shiro realise how he's been pushing into that mouth and those hands. It'll do, like this he can work a thigh between Keith's legs and cover him as a heavy weight as he grinds down to pin him in place.

Purrs rumble in reply to the chirrs, tearing his mouth away to lick his way to a large ear and nibble along its velvety edge. He may have already come barely an hour earlier but his dick is keyed up and hardening quickly, Shiro's pleas a gruff whine. ]

I need you inside me, kitten. Give me your knot?

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Yes.

[ Yes, yes. Keith's yellow eyes are gleaming with intent, with naked desire as he feels that knee between his thighs. He's grinding into it with an approving little sound, hands squeezing his ass as the claws retract. Fingers press between the seam of both cheeks, stroking down it -- oh, how he has missed this.

He pushes back and strips Shiro's uniform from him, wanting to feel his fur under his hands, the beating of his heart, where nothing can get between them, not even clothes. He's carelessly stripping off his own, excitement glittering in the curve of his mouth as he cups his face, pushing Shiro back against the bed.

It's a little too small for the both of them, and he's pretty sure that they'll ruin it, but Keith doesn't care. He's been away from Shiro too long. ] Don't be sorry, puppy. I have so much to make up to you.

[ He's nuzzling against him, scenting Shiro's arousal and crooning with delight. ] Oh, look at you. Give me the lube.

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I almost hurt you, when you were ...

[ Shaking his head as their clothes are tossed aside, Shiro wastes no time in dragging Keith down to the bed and sinking his fangs into the scent gland on his neck, gnawing there as his own claws dig into his mate's thigh and bicep to lock him in close, the brush of fingers down his ass firing him up with a muted snarl. ]

Under the pillows.

[ Keith will have to grab the lube himself: Shiro scents him like he can't get enough of how his mate smells, a thick barrel-chest finding a lean one to rub up against, fur scrubbing over pecs and where their hips join, making him breathless with the delicious friction. ]

Oh ...

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It's fine. It's all fine. The other me really liked it.

[ Keith murmurs, his words low and gravelly and full of promise and affection. He's groaning when those teeth sink into his gland, realising how his lover needs comforting, how he needs him. Keith's own protective instincts flare, and he moves above him, staying close.

He'll be close -- he won't be anywhere else but here with him. ] You're safe with me, Shiro. I'm here -- I won't let anyone get to you.

[ Keith promises, fishing for the lube and popping it open, smearing his fingers with it. It's quick enough work that he can do it in his sleep, and he's already pushing a finger inside of him, adoring his thick, meaty ass. Oh, but he does love how Shiro scents him like he can't get enough, and he understands, too. He's biting softly at his jaw, nuzzling along his cheek roughly before gripping his face, tugging him up so Keith can ravage his mouth.

He's rolling his hips with his, his cock, fuller, bigger than his human counterpart, rubs up against Shiro's. ]

Be good for me. You'll be good for me, won't you...? 'm gonna make you scream.

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[ You're safe with me. It means so much to hear the words, always keeping at bay the nightmares of the Altean gladiatorial pits and his time in prison, where the guards treated his body like the beast it resembled. Keith touches him reverently without hesitation, the meld of a hot kiss dragging whimpers out of Shiro as his lashes droop, dizzy with bliss.

As cocks grind in a slippery slide of precome, ridged undersides creating a shuddering pleasure for Shiro, he raises his tail and swings a leg over Keith's hip to hitch higher, affording his fingers more room. He yowls and bites his lip, riding that finger harder than he should, wanting him so much it's hard to stay still and coming off like a helpless slut instead of a ship's captain. ]

B-Breed me, kitten, fuck me hard. I'm good, I want your knot so bad, no one else's ...

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[ Keith would destroy all of it in a heartbeat. Find the Altean gladiatorial pits and set them ablaze himself, together with the Alteans who had forced his lover into battle. Shiro had come away with scars, both physical and mental, that will never go away, and Keith is desperate to do all he can to protect, to be there with him when the nightmares come. He will keep it at bay, fight every demon that rears its ugly head.

There is nothing that he wouldn't do for him. Kissing him ferociously, free hand sliding down to grip both their cocks tightly to rub, ridges against ridges and the push-pull stimulation of it makes him shiver, low and soft. Keith loves him -- he loves him to the point of madness, when it goes beyond emotion and right down to his soul, where loving Shiro is as essential as breathing. And even now, when Shiro tells him to breed him, he growls.

There are no sexier words than this, nothing that tugs at his own alpha instincts -- Shiro will be this way to no one else, not even the other him, and he's biting at his lip softly, fucking him with both thick fingers, lube slick and getting him ready. His Shiro wants his knot, his Shiro wants to be fucked good and proper, and his answering purr is so loud it's almost deafening. ]

I will. I will. All you're going to ever smell and feel is me, darling. I'm going to fuck you so hard this bed breaks. And maybe this time -- this time you'll bear our kit.

[ He's wicked and playful, rolling his hips just to put his point across. ] God, you're so beautiful. You're --

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K-Keith! Oh, Keith, yes ...

[ He'd do it for him and bear a baby, their family could be huge and full of more love than any other before it. Shiro will forever be seeking a way to repay Keith's selfless, endless love with his own, his best attempts more often manifesting in how desperately he craves his mate's touch and approval.

Filthy moans are standard as he squirms over Keith's hand, tail lashing the bed. He would have let the little Kogane fuck him, he loves him too, but like this when they match it's always going to be better. His ears flatten against his head, trembling with anticipation as his prostate is brushed over as he hears Beautiful. ]

Ah —!

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[ Keith is fiercely possessive, stirred up by Shiro's enthusiasm and arousal. He wants to be fucked, he wants Keith inside of him, and Keith is more than glad to do it -- he's missed having him, missed pushing inside that wonderful, muscular body and making him his. He's crooning softly, touching him; their chests and their cocks pressed up so intimately against each other.

They've been apart too long, and with every filthy moan his beloved mate issues, the rumble of a purr in Keith's chest goes deeper. His ears flick in open, avid interest. He's twisting his fingers now, pressing up more firmly against his prostate with a wicked little smile. ]

You like this, mmm...? It's been so long since I've fucked you, puppy... you'll howl for it, won't you?

[paladads]

[ If he could smother Keith with his love he would but his best option is to shove him onto his back without letting those fingers slip free, legs folded either side of Keith's hips. He traces the purple stripes near slinky hips, digging his thumbs into the divots there as he rides Keith's hand. Shiro nods obediently, wet mouth hanging open after he licks his lips. He could come like this just on those fingers but holds off, squeezing them around their knuckles as he sways his lower-half in a sensual rut that would feel much nicer around his mate's cock, putting on a show. Hands planted on Keith's abs, Shiro makes sure that he pushes his pecs together by his elbows when he moves, knowing every weakness of the galra beneath him and eager to exploit them. ]

Give me what I want, sweetheart, I'll howl for you all night. C'mon, kitten, don't you want me to warm up your cock for you? I'll keep you hard for hours, let you fuck me and fall asleep in me, just put it in, baby ...