open post. (sfw + nsfw)

[parakalein]

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[paladads]

[ Heh. Shiro rewards him with a nuzzle and a purr as Keith starts fussing him again, already so accustomed to being split open that he can accept those fingers with ease and focus on running his hands up his mate's chest. Claws rake down, seeking out his ribs and all the hidden indents under Keith's fur. ]

[parakalein]

[ Honestly, he's so damn gone for Shiro he would do anything for him. So when his dick's lubed up, Keith adding a little more of it, keeping it slick and slippery, he's drawing his fingers from inside him.

In a heartbeat, he's flipping Shiro right onto his back again -- except that's the floor, which they pretty much tumble a short way and bump onto. Good thing: more space. He's continuing to nuzzle him, eager to initiate more purrs, even as his hands now come to slide down his back, his ass, hitching both his legs up around his waist.

...And then it occurs to him, mid-nuzzle. ]

Oh, that was a trick, wasn't it?

[paladads]

[ Good job it's more of a bump than a fall to the floor. Shiro laughs and spreads his legs, ears perking as he grins up at his mate. ]

You fall for it every time, sweetheart.

[ Arms draped above his head and hips resting on Keith's lap, he lies there with his erection rubbing a wet spot on his abs and his ass slick, prepared as he'll ever be to take Keith in. Shiro loves this part, the anticipation wrapped in love, nuzzling sweet kisses from Keith; he's never trusted anyone so much. ]

I love being yours. Take me back.

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I've never once let go of you.

[ He say quietly, no less intense as he meets his eyes, cupping his face while he grasps his cock with his lube-slick hand, lining himself up to press lightly against his tight little hole, snug between both firm cheeks. He's pressing his forehead to his, drawing him into a long, slow kiss before he finally, finally slides into his waiting lover, shivering at the intense burst of sensation, tightness and heat sheathing him like a glove.

Shiro is made for him, in every way -- and Keith will never have enough. ] You're still mine, my puppy. Everything that you are -- [ He breathes heatedly between kisses, groaning as he goes halfway in, then the whole way, sinking balls-deep into his willing body, sheathed where he belongs. ] -- you're all mine. I'll kill anyone who touches you.

[paladads]

[ It happens so naturally that he smiles throughout being filled and wraps his legs around Keith's waist, moaning into the messy kisses. Shiro takes him to the hilt and gasps his satisfaction, pawing down Keith's back to scratch at his ass and hold him inside where that rigid cock is treated to a tight squeeze all the way down the shaft. ]

Ah, my sweet Alpha ...

[ Keith has always kept Shiro safe, saved him countless times. He's the most attentive and devoted mate anyone could ask for and Shiro adores him, trying to roll his hips and encourage some movement so he can feel more of that powerful body using his own. ]

[parakalein]

[ Keith rumbles a low purr of approval at what his beloved calls him, how he yields so sweetly as he moves to grasp his hips now, his cock pinned between both their bodies and rubbing up against both their furry abdomens, slicking pre-come on both of them. Surely, Shiro is marking him the same way Keith is doing it, gasping when he feels him paw his ass, how he demands more. ]

Shhh. Easy, babe. Easy. I've got you.

[ He soothes. It might have been a long while, but Keith wants this to last -- Keith wants to sear this moment in his mind, lost in Shiro's embrace, dragging out the wonderful mutual homecoming. He's tilting his head up to kiss him again and again, pulling all the way out before sinking back in again, his thrust fluid but firm, deliberate in the way he bottoms out into him again. ]

Want to -- make this last.

[paladads]

[ Sometimes Shiro thinks he should have been born an Omega, then it becomes clear Keith is he only one he would ever let put him on his back, the only one he wants to submit to. The drag of his cock makes him shudder as ridged scales, soft enough to rub him the right way on every retreat, have him moaning even before Keith thrusts back in, either flushed from taking his cock or equally wild for the way it feels pulling back. Shiro's mouth hangs open on these constant cries that come out weak and needy, hands grasping their way up to Keith's shoulders and higher, burying in his hair, arms wrapped around him like a possessive mirror. ]

You're s-so good to me, my sweetheart ... [ Making his thighs squeeze and tail shake. ] Missed you, baby.

[parakalein]

[ Keith's tail languidly comes to curl around Shiro's, wrapping and twining around his intimately, like the joining of hands but even more. He's sliding his hand down his chest, fingers scratching through that fur to splay possessively on his abdomen, grasping Shiro's cock in his hand and slowly working to get him off.

Alphas were never meant to be fucked, rutted into like omegas and betas, claimed ferociously and savagely -- but Keith has never cared for conventional theory; the both of them were meant to be together, two halves of a whole. It doesn't matter that they lack the sweetness of omega scents that would drive any alpha mad, all that matters is that his Shiro is surrendering to him, making sounds sweeter than any omega in heat.

He's hardening inside of him, moving faster now, his cock curving just a touch as he slams up into him with a soft grunt, equally possessive, equally wanting. ]

Missed you, too. Missed you -- so much.

[ He grits, biting along his throat now, licking where teeth marks were left. ] You're still so tight around me, my good boy...

[paladads]

[ A cry punches out of his gut when Keith touches his cock to jerk him off fo the pace of being fucked, that alone almost enough of a distraction from the way Keith is hardening further with every thrust, stroking him so much deeper that Shiro's knees hitch up along Keith's sides to help. Feeling the way that cock changes while inside him is always a thrill, shivers racing down his spine. ]

Keith, baby, you feel so good! Oh, my god ...

[ Tossing his head to make room for Keith to bite as he pleases, the gesture is completely submissive. He'd wear all Keith's marks with pride. His black hand combs through his mate's hair, grasping tighter than before as Shiro feels an orgasm start to cinch in his navel, balls drawing closer to his body. ]

Tight f-for you, only you, won't let anyone else fuck me.

[parakalein]

[ There's nothing more gratifying than knowing that Keith's the one who can make Shiro cry out like this, when he's helpless under his vice-like grip, when he plows into him, every sinfully primal stroke pressing up against that bundle of sensitive nerves, pitching him forward towards unstoppable orgasm. He's hitching his knees even higher, letting go of him for only a moment to drape both over his shoulders.

It changes up the angle, shows off his own strength -- because even in mating he knows that Shiro has to know his mate is capable, is strong, and he growls low and menacing, so impossibly turned on by his praise. He thrives on it, laps up every sweet word as he bends Shiro into half and fucks him anew.

He reaches down again, then, squeezes the base of his cock hard to stave off impending orgasm, his smile sharp as knives. ]

You'd let the other me fuck you. [ A stinging slap, right on his rump. Not that he minds, personally, it's still him, but he does enjoy making things challenging for his mate now and then. ]

[paladads]

[ A squeak more than anything leaves him as his cock is denied an orgasm and his ass is slapped, the sharp sting causing him to quake and cinch tighter around the heat buried in his ass. Shiro bites his lip, guilty and unable to lie as he paws down Keith's shoulders to rake furrows in his fur. ]

He's you, so sweet ... You've both got us where you want us, loves.

[ Both Shiros twisted together underneath their Keiths, desperate to come with skin more pink than lilac where fur thins out on his chest and face. He lowers his ears again to try his luck at coaxing Keith back in, heels digging into shoulders and soft walls rippling around a hard cock as he writhes. ]

Give it to us, as hard as you can. Make it hurt like only you can.

[parakalein]

[ Oh, he definitely very much likes the sound of that. The squeak, the temptation, how Shiro's words curl around his psyche and spurs both himself and the other Keith inside him. They're both each other, same but different, and Keith's given up trying to make sense of it. The truth is this: Shiro belongs to him, them, and that's all that matters.

He makes a soft crooning little noise, shaking his head before he kisses him again, trying desperately to shield himself from those tactically devastating little moves. Yes, he knows what he's doing, and he's doing it anyway, upping the speed and practically pounding into him in lewd, obscene strokes, balls slapping up against his ass.

He gives it to him hard, like he asks, pleasure and tension coiling in the pit of his stomach. He gives it to him with every ounce of strength that he has, driving him into the floor once again with every harsh grunt. He bottoms out, so deep inside him that he burns with desire, thrumming with instinctive, primal need to mate, to pour himself into him, to make it so that his beloved is happy, so happy -- he wants to make it hurt. ]

[paladads]

[ Sex with Keith is always wild once the sweet words and teasing runs dry. Shiro arches and squirms with him until it's all he can do to cling onto Keith's hair and knead his chest as he's fucked so well that he forgets what words are. Keith, yes, baby, kitten. Nothing exists beyond those brokenly begged pleas. He clings, whimpering into kisses that turn into exchanged gasps as the pleasure burns too hot to be held back and he comes with a snarl that curls his lip and has Shiro wrenching at Keith to drag him in impossibly closer, milking him with strong pulses of pleasure that his wonderful mate inspired. It's all Keith driving Shiro crazy, from a heart bursting with love to a body quivering its way through a long orgasm, able to feel every ridge of his cock and the curved tip rubbing at him relentlessly.

Yowls fill the bedroom from where Shiro is completely fucked out on the floor, the rim of his hole flinching to try and keep Keith inside, desperate for his knot, but he can't speak. Can't string two words together. He bucks down insistently, legs falling either side of his mate to clutch at Keith's hips and try to convey what he wants: to trap him inside so that no one else can have him.

And more, always more. ]

[parakalein]

[ It's all too easy to lose himself in Shiro and his own instincts -- his passion is infectious, all-consuming; Shiro cries out and clings to him so beautifully, yowling his heart out like Keith is the only thing that matters and Keith is wholly, hopelessly in love with him. Broken words, broken sentences; all that blood's going down south and Keith doesn't have it in him to form complete thoughts, much less sentences.

He's plunging into him, giving him a good, thorough fucking. Grunting with every thrust, they're just like animals, wild beasts rutting fiercely with each other, entwined and too wrapped up to care. It's savage, what they do together, and Keith moves harder, as if punishing his beloved with every thrust, feeling how tightly he clutches him.

He's snarling his name, nose buried in his scent glands as he gluts himself on him, feeling his knock swell inside him. It's gradual but evident, and he's harsh, quick to get in all his thrusts, fucking him thoroughly until it swells, thick enough to catch on the rim of his hole, anchoring him inside his lover's body, keeping him trapped when he can no longer pull out, buried deep.

Keith is panting, eyes wild and hair a mess, lips curled in a silent growl as his hands grip his ass, sliding up his sides after. When he next speaks, it's rough, guttural. ]

Shiro...

[paladads]

[ Remembering how to breathe is the main thing, he thinks hysterically for a split-second, gulping down air as his head tips back when Keith's rutting turns harsh and unforgiving, utterly perfect so that the next sensation that breaks through Shiro's red haze of lust is the hot come scorching his insides, making him whine as he claws at Keith, hips squirming. A stop is shortly put to that by Keith's impending knot, however, groans rising from the Alpha who takes it as eagerly as any Omega with arms around his beautifully strong mate, goading him on. Deeper.

Yesyesyes, that's it baby c'mon c'mon oh god you're so big.

And Keith is, he's not as big as Shiro but he has nothing to be ashamed about when it comes to filling up his mate with come and stuffing him full of hard cock semi-permanently in the process. Every jerk or jolt of Shiro's lower half tugs on the thick knot locking them together so he buries his face in Keith's shoulder, hiding his whimpers and flattened ears there. The hands roaming up his sides are a huge comfort, wanting to be held as pain slowly twists into pleasure. ]

Keith ...

[parakalein]

[ Shiro's working to catch up with him, he realizes with no small amount of amusement and wonder. He's breathing hard, panting like Keith is, lost in the throes of their pleasure and surging forward anyway, animal instinct and profound love threaded into every ardent thrust, every desperate time they cling to each other. It's perfect, it's everything that Keith has ever wanted and loved, and to know that Shiro takes him so eagerly is flattering.

He rumbles a low chuckle at those words, too, kissing those flattened ears and biting softly at them when his beloved mate hides himself in his shoulder. Keith is only too eager to embrace him, to keep him locked in his arms and safe from everyone else, delighted at how he's taking him close. He comes with a low grunt, gritting his teeth when he does, spurting into those tight, soft walls that feel like they'd suffocate the life out of his throbbing cock. He comes in thick spurts, coating his slick insides again and again.

He's full and hard inside of him, his knot bigger, trapping him within, and his hands smooth over the fur of his chest as Keith nudges him upwards, pressing kisses and sweet little licks to his scars, paying special attention to them the way he always had as he finally stills inside him, unable to move. ]

Mmm. I'm trapped. You're just going to have to take every drop of me like a good boy.

[paladads]

Don't I always?

[ Threading his fingers through Keith's long hair in a bid to calm his own nerves down, he closes his eyes under every lick to his scars and nuzzles in when he feels lips brush the mark on his nose. ]

I can feel your heartbeat.

[ Panting as he is to catch his breath, his own thunders in his ears with every spasm around that knot. ]

[parakalein]

Through my dick?

[ Keith teases absently, taking pressing kisses against one of the longer scars after the one on his nose, running his tongue over the scar tissue before he finds himself near one of his nipples. It's inevitable, his mouth closing over it, lightly sucking.

He smiles, hand coming to close around his dick now, rubbing along his ridges playfully. ]

I can feel yours, too. [ He says softly, calming down from his earlier frenzy. ] It's nice.

[paladads]

[ He almost chokes on a laugh. ]

No, the heartbeat in your nose. Yes, Keith, through your dick which is currently splitting me in half.

[ Shiro wraps his arms around him and gives a volatile little wriggle to punish him, biting back his own whimpers. He only stops when Keith fondles his softening dick, reaching down to take his hand and bring it up between them. Too sensitive for that! ]

You feel more than nice, kitten.

[ He could, maybe, doze off like this. Safe and sound and full of his mate, it's the safest place to be. ]

[parakalein]

[ Oh, you naughty boy. He barely chokes back a soft hiss when he feels Shiro wriggle around him, and of course that earns another smack to his flank with the hand that's not around his dick.

Letting his hand be pulled away, he's smirking, curling his hand in his to draw it to his lips, kissing his knuckles in what would have been a courtly gesture if he hadn't been doing all manner of obscene things to him barely minutes earlier. He's looking down at his own matted fur now, Shiro's come messing it up, and he feels another warm spurt of come pulsing into his lover. Another, this time long and more copious than the last, his knot the only thing keeping it inside him.

Fondly, he murmurs. ]

You should rest, puppy. You've had quite the day, haven't you? All that wild rutting with the other me before I came along...

[paladads]

[ Damn. First the smack that has him tensing up and crying out and then another load of come jolts him to attention as Keith belatedly keeps adding to what he's already stuffed Shiro full of. His head tosses on the floor, all sarcasm slipping away as he grasps onto Keith's arms and rakes down a spine. ]

K-Keith! I'm so full, fuck ... Baby, please!

[ Whatever he's begging for, Shiro has no idea. Only for the spine-melting sensations to ease enough for him to breathe. ]

[parakalein]

Please, what?

[ Keith is purring, pleased with what he's riling up in him. It's lovely, seeing his love so out of control, thrumming and squirming with every spurt of come inside him. He's gasping softly, feeling those fingers raking down his spine.

It makes him jerk inside him, go deeper, spurt again, thick and hot as he floods him, pinning his dick between their writhing bodies. Sorry if it's oversensitive still, darling. He can't help it. He's kissing him to distract him, smiling into the kiss. ]

'm gonna make sure you're stuffed so full, baby. [ He tells him, gently patting that slightly swelled belly. ] See? That's all me, isn't it?

[paladads]

[ The galra half of him isn't surprise to see a slight bulge where his usually flat navel is but Shiro himself is, eyes widening as he trails his own fingers over it. With a groan he hides his face in Keith's shoulder and quakes through every new load of come, thighs weakening as they fall to the bed to frame Keith's body.

It's incredible having his world reduced to one man and the pleasure trapping Shiro in place, unable to worry about Atlas or even the shapeshifting spell when Keith is prowling above and buried deep inside, cooing with a loving tease. Shiro opens his eyes to the sight of a gorgeous galra with fluffy hair and bright yellow eyes, his very own strong, beautiful mate. Clever and kind.

Shiro laps his way up a neck to a scent gland and nestles there, nibbling. ]

I love you.

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You're adorable when you're almost fucked out.

[ Keith chuffs fondly, nuzzling his cheek and kissing the side of his mouth, then fully, drawing it out. Here, they only belong to each other -- they only need the other. Here, Shiro is his world. He's pressing soft and tender kisses to the side of his head.

He's easing his thighs proper, rolling his hips into him as he feels his knot going down, easing so that his seed leaks out, onto his balls, the floor beneath.

His hand gently rubs over his stomach again, delighting in the look on Shiro's face, and kisses his cheek, crooning softly when he feels the nuzzle against his gland. It's intimate and sweet, and Keith has never loved him more. ]

I love you, too. [ He pauses. ] We ordered food, didn't we? They're late.

[paladads]

[ Fucked out? No, no, the world has simply become softer and his senses are completely attuned to everywhere Keith touches him, that's all. Just because the glide of come dripping down the curve of his ass is a thing, that's negligent. Keith is strong and warm and okay, maybe Shiro is a little dreamy as he rubs his big ears against his mate's shoulders and chest, purring happily. Dopily. His claws briefly sink in to hold Keith to him. ]

Don't go.

[ Food? Oh, they ordered some. But it's late, yes, so obviously there is no need for Keith to move away yet. ]