[ Oh, he likes that. Keith catches on quickly, entirely attuned to his boyfriend's pleasure, and he does it again. And again, stroking up just where it made him arch. But he's nudging against him, too, because baby, don't crush his fingers. He's tentatively pushing a second one in, testing the give and boundaries to see if Shiro's okay with it.

Happy with his weight, coming to nuzzle against his pecs and admire the shine of sweat on that gorgeous, muscular body, Keith smiles. Oh, it really is his favorite dessert. ]

No, there wasn't. I was too busy thinking about you.

[ Now's as good a time as any to admit it, right. ] You were the only one I wanted. 'sides, there wasn't -- any time... to think about doing it with other people.