[ Shiro shoots him a reassuring smile that crinkles his eyes, warm grey like the ashes of a hearth after a fire. He swallows at the sight of Keith playing in his come, biting back a laugh; and Keith thinks Shiro is the dirty kinky one.
But, to stay on the topic, he kneads at Keith's shoulders and brackets him between his legs as they drop down either side, their bodies still joined albeit not for much longer. ]
You turned a little galra for a minute there, yellow eyes are a good look for you.
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[ Shiro shoots him a reassuring smile that crinkles his eyes, warm grey like the ashes of a hearth after a fire. He swallows at the sight of Keith playing in his come, biting back a laugh; and Keith thinks Shiro is the dirty kinky one.
But, to stay on the topic, he kneads at Keith's shoulders and brackets him between his legs as they drop down either side, their bodies still joined albeit not for much longer. ]
You turned a little galra for a minute there, yellow eyes are a good look for you.