[ Already overwhelmed by the sensations rushing back to the forefront of his memory and the contrary newness of it all in an untested body, Shiro's laugh is a wheezy gasp as Keith makes demands. He tugs on his boyfriend's hair as a penalty before unwinding his legs from Keith to dig his heels in the blankets. Tighter? Oh, Shiro can do that.
With a hitched whine as his body clenches down on that hard shaft, he rolls his hips and uses his heels as a brace, actively fucking himself over Keith's cock with the benefit of thick thighs, powerful legs letting Shiro take control no matter his position. He smirks up through a hazy delirium, incredibly pleased with himself in the moments when he isn't preoccupied with offering himself up or the burn of the stretch. ]
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With a hitched whine as his body clenches down on that hard shaft, he rolls his hips and uses his heels as a brace, actively fucking himself over Keith's cock with the benefit of thick thighs, powerful legs letting Shiro take control no matter his position. He smirks up through a hazy delirium, incredibly pleased with himself in the moments when he isn't preoccupied with offering himself up or the burn of the stretch. ]