[ The world isn't righted until he has a face full of Keith staring him in the eye and their dicks aligned, each tired groan muffled in the kisses he steals from his boyfriend. Shiro can bear the stroking for a little while but oversensitivity makes him gently remove Keith's hand and guide it to his hair as he pushes him back against the couch. Surrounded by plush pillows, Keith is a vision and a feast laid out for Shiro's senses. ]
Not before I get to taste you, baby.
[ He drags off Keith's tangled sweatpants with him as he slides down his body, mouthing his way along pecs and abs until his stubbled chin grazes a black happy-trail, hot breaths puffing their way to the base of Keith's erection. Shiro coaxes Keith's thighs up and over his shoulders, licking his shaft in a delicate line from base to sticky tip, grey eyes locked on the violet pair above. ]
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Not before I get to taste you, baby.
[ He drags off Keith's tangled sweatpants with him as he slides down his body, mouthing his way along pecs and abs until his stubbled chin grazes a black happy-trail, hot breaths puffing their way to the base of Keith's erection. Shiro coaxes Keith's thighs up and over his shoulders, licking his shaft in a delicate line from base to sticky tip, grey eyes locked on the violet pair above. ]
This is all for me, huh? You sure?