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[ Keith is grinning at him when he's on his back, leaning up to kiss his mouth, his hands roaming over the muscular expense of his body.

He's purring softly, hand sliding down to stroke over his shaft, slipping between them to cup his heavy balls, massaging warmly. ]

Let's talk sex. Tell me how hungry you are to be fucked.

[ His laughter is a rumbling purr, nuzzling Keith's scarred cheek as Shiro's hips sway into the petting pull of his hand. ]

By you? Desperate, always. [ He nudges his knees between Keith's legs however, pulling him onto his lap. ] I also want to fill you up again, kitten, you look so good on my knot.

We're not both getting pregnant at the same time.

[ Keith teases him sweetly -- the promise of filling Shiro with the same, filling up inside him, watching his larger lover squirm, so full with his knot is also as tempting as the other way around. He's languidly straddling his lap, fingers rubbing up the base of his cock.

He's so hard, so full and so thick, and he takes the chance to line his own up with him, moaning low and soft as he grasps both their cocks, sliding up against each other. He's smiling at that purring laughter, and his other arm winds around Shiro's shoulders so he can brace himself.

Tracing kisses softly over his lips, he hums. ]

But yes. Tell me what you want, first, and I'll give it to you. You know I'll -- ah -- never have enough, either way.

[ His black metal hand curls around their cocks to lace its fingers with Keith's, emitting a warmth that glows a gentle lilac to coax out more precome from his mate, milking them together to the same slow pull. Shiro licks his way into his mate's sweet mouth and takes his time kissing him thoroughly, in no rush to end the heady haze of desire fallen over them. ]

I want to take you apart in our nest back home and watch you beg for me like you're in heat, you get so insistent that you need my cock. Is it the same now, kitten, is that what you want? In their bed, so they know how much we love them too?

[ Oh, hell. Shiro's doing that delicious thing that makes him melt, and Keith's breath stutters as he languidly, eagerly presses into his hand. ]

You're cheating --

[ He accuses between kisses, passionately pursuing his mouth, his other hand sliding over the broad expanse of his chest, resting over the steady beat of his heart before he cups his face and licks into his mouth again, stealing another when one ends. ]

All I need is your cock, baby. All I ever wanted -- [ he practically mewls, pouring it on because he knows his beloved likes it. he's grinding on him sleekly, passionately eager for him. he can feel himself leaking into his hand, smearing pearly white pre-come into that metal hand.

he's nudging him back with a low groan, biting along his jaw as his hips jerk up against him, faster and more insistent. ]

I want to show them how much we love them. How much I love you. How much I need you -- baby... wanna show much how you melt in my arms.

Look at you, keening for it. I know what you want, kitten, I always do.

[ With a snarl he seizes Keith's wrists and pins them above his head in a black metal fist, worked up enough to play Keith's games. His lover is small and deadly but they are evenly matched and he knows that Keith will always submit to him, never fight being loved if it comes from Shiro. He's not scared. That's why Shiro bares his fangs as he latches onto the curve of Keith's neck and bites down on a scent-gland to claim his mate all over again, free hand pawing down a bare chest to rake through soft purple fur en route to his beloved's cock. He strokes him a couple of times before licking his own fingers to add to the precome and reaching lower, tracing under tight balls until he finds a hot little hole to tease open, growls lilting and growing to his breathing, Shiro's heavy cock rubbing its ridges over a soft inner-thigh. ]

Who do you belong to, kitten?

You.

[ Keith hisses when his lover snarls, riding high and exhilarated by that ferocious, impressive display of dominance. It's breathtaking, when Shiro's calm, collected veneer falls away to reveal the primal powerhouse underneath. Keith submits because he loves him, trusts him with himself. Shiro is the only one allowed in -- allowed to have him this way.

Shiro, infinitely gentle but relentlessly overwhelming, a complete package rolled into one. He's crying out when sharp teeth clamps down onto his throat, surrender filling his senses as he grips him tight, wrapping his legs around him. He's reaching between them to search out his ridged cock, whining softly while he greedily seeks him out in a hungry kiss, messy and sloppy and open-mouthed.

He's pumping at his cock in slick, smooth strokes, feeling himself still wet, still slippery for him. ]

Take me. I'm yours, yours --

[ His fangs clamp down on Keith's throat to pin him as Shiro recaptures that straying hand to lock it in place with the other in his metal grip above his mate's head, a growl filling the room. ]

You're only going to come from me.

[ Wrists held down, he snaps open the lube and slicks his mate up in firm thrusts that sink inside without relent, listening for any pained protests but otherwise impatient as he fucks him on his long fingers, cooing in Keith's ear. ]

When I let you move, you're going to lie face-down with your ass up, baby. Understand?

[ Keith whines when his hand is recaptured, tugged up above his head and rendering him nearly helpless. It's tight, unforgiving, and he relents in his turn, giving himself up for him. It aches, how his lover, his mate, the father of their child shoves his fingers into him, long and thick but not as satisfying as his cock.

He tightens around him with a lusty, shivering groan -- he can take this, he's taken worse from Shiro, and a part of him sparks to life, his cock so hard it's dripping, anticipation racing in his veins. He can taste the impatience, reveling in how much Shiro desires him, knowing he feels the same in turn. ]

Mmmngh, Shiro... you gonna fuck me like an animal, baby? Mate me like I'm a common omega...?

[ He writhes, sensuous and languid, not above teasing him. ] I'll take you better than the other me did.

You'd be the sweetest Omega out there, baby, nothing common about you. Thank god you're not one, I'd be your slave.

[ Keith's scent is already incredibly appealing even without the biological traits that ordinarily attract a mate, Shiro is so tuned-in to his lover that he feels confident he could stand in a room full of heat-stricken Omegas and still seek out his little Alpha. He curls his fingers inside that heat sucking them down to the knuckle and fucks him slowly, a tease that he can barely afford as he grooms Keith's neck in long wet licks. ]

You're going to make yourself jealous.

[ Laughing low and fond, he nips an ear and finally pulls back just enough for Keith to turn over. ]

I'm jealous. Little me got a taste of your cock.

[ It's still him, and Keith isn't quite jealous, not really -- but he wants to play it up, wants to tease Shiro with it as he gasps and writhes, pushing back against him eagerly. But then he retreats, a cue for him to turn over, and swallowing his longing for the moment, he does, lying back against the nearly ruined pillows, spreading his legs on either side.

Feet planted firmly on the bed, his tail idly swishes, curling around his own ankle while Keith takes the chance to tug on the grip above him, trying to see if his mate would let up. His cock's stiff and proud, jutting up between his thighs, pre-cum already leaking down the ridged shaft. But his gaze is admiring, even as he gives him an openly appreciative once-over, aching to touch him. ]

Mm, let me get my hands on you... you're too beautiful for me not to touch. Please?

Stay.

[ A palm plants between Keith's shoulders to push him down to the bed, looming over him from behind so that his cock drags a slick line up the back of Keith's thighs and rests under his tail, dull pressure over an empty hole. His other hand reaches underneath to stroke Keith's erection as Shiro nuzzles the nape of his neck, his broad chest a warm weight pinning his mate in place so that only Keith's hips can squirm back, if they try. ]

Hands on the pillow, spread your knees.

[ Oh. Oh --

Keith finds his face pressed against the pillows. He's presenting like an omega, face on the pillows and ass hitched up high in open invitation to be fucked, his cock bobbing between his thighs. Never before has he felt so exposed, but so covered and safe at the same time.

He rumbles a purr, feeling his larger lover pinning him in place. And of course Keith wouldn't keep still, squirming to roll his hips, wanting to feel just how hard he already is. Hands on the pillow, knees spread even wider, his purr becomes just a little louder, edged with eagerness and excitement. ]

Are you jealous, baby? Are you showing the other you who's boss...? Do you think he'll feel me, too, sucking tight around your cock when you pound into me? The other me remembers your cock, you know. He likes it.

Of course you like it in every reality, [ those purrs inspire his own, kisses whispering over an ear, ] who else could fuck you as well as me, Keith?

[ The tip of his cock nudges inside Keith's prone body even before Shiro stops speaking, stretching him open for the first thick ridge to lock them in place, each sway of powerful hips carefully measured to only give his mate what he can take. Shiro knows Keith's limits well, he pushes only when he senses Keith can take it, and currently he's as wet as any Omega.

Metal palm between shoulder-blades, he rakes his other claws down the gloriously bare spread of a spine and cheeks. ]

Tighten up, baby, you can still take it.

[ Sharply smacking him on the ass. ]

[ Shiro is definitely a beast of the highest order whenever he puts his mind to it, devilish and primal, the raw sensuality of his desire very nearly overwhelms Keith. He's rough, powerful, and despite his galran ferocity Keith finds himself clinging on to him, growling his approval.

He loves this, he loves how strong Shiro is, forceful and relentless like an oncoming storm. He can take a lot more of what his mate gives, and he's feeling it, the possessive splay of that metal hand. He feels like an omega, pressed flat down and wholly at his mate's mercy. His breath hitches when he feels that smack, and he shifts to tighten up, obedient as he regards him, cheek pressed against his pillow.

Keith's smile is knife sharp, his gaze both affectionate and challenging. ]

I can take all of you. Swallow up that gorgeous monster cock of yours -- nobody fits you like I do, Shiro -- nnnngh, hurry up --

Easy, sweet kitty, you'll get what you want ...

[ Keith is spoiled by the unrelenting thrust of his mate's cock sinking inside his hot little hole, the slide of lube making it bearable just within the limits of pleasure and pain. Shiro tosses his head back on a snarl and bucks in deeper, claws on the enticing curve of Keith's hips and spreading that perfect ass so each drag of a ridged shaft rubs him the right way under Shiro's keen eye. He nudges at a knee with his own to make him sprawl wider, balls-deep as he starts to fuck him to what Shiro considers a sedate rhythm, grasping the base of Keith's tail to drag him back onto a long, thick cock each time. The slap of flesh is obscene. ]

There you go, sweetheart. Alpha's got you all safe on his cock, you can have a knot too if you're extra good.

[ He's definitely spoiled as hell, and it's all Shiro's fault for enabling him. He's practically clawing the sheets, pushing back against him and presenting himself, ass raised high and meeting him halfway. Spreading his knees to brace himself on the bed, he's nearly yowling, following eagerly after that snal and gods oh, gods how his cock rubs him so nicely, so wonderfully that his knees threaten to buckle the onslaught of pleasure.

He's fucking him slowly to start with, which is torture as it is, every obscene slap of heavy balls against Keith's own threatening to send him into a maddening frenzy. ]

Your knot, give it to me --

[ He demands, squirming on him and trying to turn around, restless and feisty. His tail is curling tight around whichever part of Shiro he can reach, himself presenting a sleek, shamelessly open mating position, all but writhing to get him to speed up. ]

Nnngh, rougher. What happened to my beast --

[ He doesn't know when it happens exactly but the rut takes over any higher thinking once be hears his mate begging to be knotted, the urge to fuck as powerful as any Omega's heat. Shiro plasters himself up behind Keith and snaps at him with warning growls, grasping the back of his neck to push him down and follow, nuzzling lovingly at the scent thick in Keith's hair as Shiro pumps him full of cock without relent, the ridges of his shaft rubbing mercilessly at the rim on each drag out to help him stretch a little better where he'll need it most. The harsh slap of flesh and Shiro's growls fill the room as he screws his eyes shut on a loud snarl and feels his knot swell up, bucking frantically, fiercely, to push it inside that sweet heat before it gets too big.

Out of all the things he attempts to say, only one thought makes it past his elongated fangs. ]

Mine ...

[ Shiro will wear Keith's claw marks when they're done -- even if he's the one on his hands and knees right now, being rutted and pounded into like an animal, mated so thoroughly that it's impossible to think. Keith will mark him like Shiro's marked him on the inside, those lips pressed against his scent gland.

His cheek hits the pillow and he has never been more delightfully helpless in his arms, overwhelmed by Shiro's sheer erotic savagery. He's beautiful like this, every inch his alpha as he croons his approval. He can feel it now, the knot swelling, with every thrust becoming bigger until Keith cries out. Too big, too big, he's clamping down around his cock like a vise, trapping him in his body before Shiro can pull out again, a low guttural keening echoing in his voice. This is good, this is -- ]

Shiro --

[ He belongs to him, yes, body and heart and soul, and as he's pinned down onto the mattress he arches back into him, his ass pushing back to meet him halfway, demanding and aching. He comes in a heartbeat, when Shiro's monster cock pushes up inside his sweet spot so nicely that it hurts to breathe. He's spurting onto the sheets, come staining his stomach, the sheets, filling the air with a thick, cloying mating scent. ] Yours, yours...

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