[ Keith tells him breathlessly, laughing softly as he gently curls his fingers in his hair to coax him up again. Come on, come on, sweetheart. ]
But I wanna kiss you back.
[ As much as his body loves and adores Shiro, as much as he wants him, he shivers and tries again, whining softly. He wants him close, he wants to melt in his arms and hold him, he wants to kiss him so that it makes Shiro as crazy as he way he's making Keith right now. ]
[ All his teasing defences melt under Keith's soft look and Shiro crawls up to cover him with his larger frame, a thigh sliding up between Keith's legs to lend pressure over his cock as his own nudges snugly against Keith's hip. He uses his prosthetic fingers to gently coax up a chin where he plants a butterfly kiss, taking more down to the hinge of a jaw where he nibbles on a pulse. ]
I love you.
[ Once through worshipping his lover, he lifts his head to steal the kind of kiss he knows Keith has been waiting for, licking heat and hunger into it from the beginning with a soft groan. ]
[ It's a superpower, being able to sway someone as stubborn as Shiro -- and it's partly the thrill of having his way amidst his overwhelming love for Shiro that makes him greedily surge forward, clinging to him and parting his mouth for a heated kiss.
This is always one of his favorite things, kissing Shiro, pouring everything he feels into the seal of their mouths. He's grasping Shiro's cock now, hand coming to curl around that nice, fat shaft and stroke. He's grinding his own into him, but his other hand is already straying to Shiro's ass, Keith giving it a meaningful knead, fingers teasing down to the crease. ]
[ He's already aroused and moaning when Keith intones Want you, this time unmistakable with the grip on Shiro's ass that makes his eyes fly open, glittering with desire. He rests on a bent arm and slips his human hand down to take Keith's cock and align it with his own, stroking them together with hitched breaths as Shiro tries to stave off the need to come, daydreaming of having Keith buried inside; he wants that too, something deep in the core of him feels so empty without it, without Keith marking him up with a good fuck until Shiro can feel the thrust of hard cock and nothing else. It hits him how long it's been since anyone took him and that his new body hasn't ever experienced that. It should be Keith who gets to lay down a claim this time, undoubtedly.
A shudder runs through him from head to toe. ]
Baby, I want you too, [ he tries to slow the kisses so he can talk, hand working a hard shaft over in slick pulls to counterpoint Shiro's murmured pecks on Keith's swollen red lips, peering down under shuttered, dark lashes and pretending his voice isn't being dragged over rough gravel, ] are you ready for that?
[ It'll be Keith's first time going all the way too, won't it? Shiro can only suppose so. Hope so. ]
[ Ready for -- oh. Ready for that. For everything that they've talked about and Keith had been growing to fantasise about. He can read Shiro's lust in the gleam of his eyes, the way he shudders, the sheer need in his words, so wrecked and wonderful that for a moment, he forgets to breathe.
He looks up at him now, reaching up to cup his face as he arches upward to kiss him again, rocking smoothly into his hand and sliding it along Shiro's dick. He's thinking about it now, admiring the flush of Shiro's cheeks and how much he wants it. Keith wants it, too; he wants it so badly his heart aches, and as much as he loves them doing this together, getting each other off, he knows that there's more for them to do.
They haven't gone all the way, not yet, and his fingers come to search out that tight little pucker of his hole, remembering when Shiro tongue-fucked him so wonderfully in the shower that his toes are curling just thinking about it now. He's kissing him back, a small smile tugging at his mouth. ]
Yeah. Yeah, I am. [ Although Shiro will have to guide him around the curves, so to speak. Then, just to tease him right back, using the words Shiro had used on him before: ] I bet you'd look great on my dick, Shiro.
[ Keith's touch has Shiro biting his lips, forehead falling to a shoulder as he briefly squirms under that intimate touch.
His eyes flash up with a smirk when he hears the sass, snorting. Disentangling them enough so he can sit up, he scoots forward on his knees to put them bent either side of Keith's chest, sitting back on the line of his erection so it nestles between his cheeks; all fun to tease Keith with a slow grind as Shiro's arm floats away to rattle around in one of the kitchen drawers, trying to remember where he put a tube of mostly-used lube. Their size difference isn't something he notices often but his thighs seem to seal Keith in between them and Shiro is conscious of just how big he is looming over Keith like that, hoping his weight isn't too much. His remaining hands guide's Keith's away from his cock to the meat of one of those scarred thighs to stop him jerking Shiro off too early, wanting to last. ]
You bet I will, [ he purrs, aiming to sound confident as he flexes down with a luxurious grind and a challenging glint in slate-dark eyes, ] I can't wait to feel you fill me up with your come, baby. Promise to give it all to me and no one else? Ever?
[ He likes to think he's playing Keith's game but maybe the game is playing Shiro, silly teases legitimately making his cock twitch with interest. ]
[ Oh, hell, Shiro is beautiful. Shiro's all muscle and heat and Keith is definitely stronger than he looks, because he's helping to brace and support him, his other hand coming to stroke over his chest, leaning down to kiss between those pecs. His weight is never too much, and he's grinning, grinding up against him with a soft moan, enjoying the way he flexes so prettily.
He picks up the lube from Shiro's hand, popping the tube to smear some on his fingers to slick it up before offering it back to him. He enjoys their size difference, how they still fit together perfectly, like they were made for each other. When he asks, however, he's infinitely more fond when he responds. ]
You and no one else, I promise.
[ He murmurs, because this might be a game but Keith means every word of it, enjoying just how his own desire practically roars up in him. Shiro is dirty, so dirty, and Keith loves it. He wants to fill him up, practically come all over him and mark him as his own. ]
I wanna bury myself inside you, puppy. Wanna sink in you and make you cry out -- show me?
[ Keith's slick fingers are guided around the swell of Shiro's ass to the crease, tilting forward on his knees to lend a better angle. He's strong enough so bearing up his own weight is no problem (yet) and he holds Keith's loving gaze as he tutors him in how to make love. It's all so dreamy, such a wholesome moment, Shiro can't help the all-over blush as he indulges in the pleasurable knowledge Keith wants him inside and out. ]
Start with one, then add another when I'm not so tight. I'll tell you when I want a third.
[ This isn't teaching Keith how to concentrate in his lion or to focus on patience, it's a whole other mode of training and Shiro is thrilled to be the one who shows him. ]
Keith ... [ A surge of arousal runs down his broad torso, thick pecs tensing and abs growing taut and thighs clenching tight around Keith as Shiro's cock smears precome all over his boyfriend's belly. ] You can do this, I trust you.
[ Keith is an eager student, willing to learn as he takes point from him, on the occasion distracted by just how lovely his man is, blushing from top to toe, practically. ]
Tell me I'm the only one who gets to see you like this.
[ Because Shiro belongs to him, because Keith would do anything for this man -- he just doesn't want anyone to see him this way, naked and eager and so much like a mentor to him, still; although in markedly different ways. It's a heartwarming moment, learning under him, being taught how to please Shiro and figuring out what makes him shiver and moan. He's grinning smiling, leaning to kiss along his chest, biting softly at the patch of skin underneath his collarbones before he pushes one finger in.
He loves being bracketed like this, the way Shiro's cock twitches against his belly, pre-come pearling at the tip. The heat of him is startling, new, and he simply goes slow, gently urging him to relax so that he can press in deeper, down to the second knuckle. ]
Like this...? Relax for me. It's just me, and I wanna make you feel good.
[ With his hands free he drapes his arms around Keith's neck and drags unfocused fingers through a thatch of long hair, far more aware of the way Keith is slowly opening him up with gentle but bold caresses. Shiro has to lick his lips as he steadies his breathing, a smile cracking out the corner of his mouth as he plants a kiss to Keith's hairline, nails curling into a nape. ]
You're the only one. It's only you, Keith.
[ The drag of teeth across his collarbone has him arching forward, spine curved as he raises his ass for Keith's intrepid fingers to plunder. So far he's fine, this is no harder than fingering himself in the shower, but he's hardly had the time to attempt anything larger and Keith is ...
He's got a nice cock, Shiro heatedly thinks, dozy with lust. Keith's got nothing to be ashamed of, long and nicely shaped with a decent handful of girth whenever Shiro has his hand or mouth wrapped around him, even if Shiro is bigger. It's best they started things off on this level this way, with Keith taking Shiro who has enough experience not to let himself be accidentally hurt. But, yes, anyway: Keith's cock.
He's going to fuck me, Shiro thinks, a soft moan ghosting over Keith's temple as he does what he's told and follows orders, relaxing his body to let Keith in. I need him so badly, I want this. Want him. ]
Have you ... Am I your first for this? 'Cause you're kinda mine now, too.
[ The worst clone joke ever, Shiro -- you're lucky Keith loves you so much. He rolls his eyes, swatting at his boob as he slowly draws out his finger then pushes in again, unable to keep a similar flush from rising on his cheeks. Shiro's the worst, really; how is it that the man is so gifted at being so cute and dorky and gorgeous all at once?
Shiro promises himself to him, reactive and eager, and Keith can't help but be caught on the way Shiro's eyes glaze over -- oh, what he wouldn't give to see into his thoughts, to know what he wants. He's slowly fingerfucking him now, careful not to hurt Shiro; his pleasure is on the backburner temporarily, Keith's desire to please overriding just about everything else.
He's going to fuck Shiro, and he's going to give him a good, thorough one that'll ruin his boyfriend for everyone else that come after. It's a lofty goal, considering he's never had sex with anyone before, but he damn well is going to try.
Also, because Keith never makes things easy: ]
Shiro, who did you think I've do -- something like this with?
[ As if his nipples weren't hard enough without the swatting! He whines, laughter peeling through as he works his hips in tandem with the digits driving him open, a little breathier while his body adjusts, softening around their shallow thrusts. His grip fists in Keith's hair when fingertips brush over a sweet spot rarely given attention and Shiro arches immediately, sitting down hard on Keith's hand with a high-pitched whimper. Sweat shines down his arms and chest, flushed pink under white hairs; strawberry and cream, Keith's dessert. ]
I, ah! I ... don't know, [ he presses forward, hips squashing Keith to the couch, ] some Blade or ... or somebody else, when you left? Anyone would want you.
[ 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.
[ An unavoidable tangent comes with the discovery of Shiro's prostate under Keith's curious touch, trying to sit up a little on his quaking thighs to let Keith play with his ass, loosening up that tight hole. Shiro fights for coherency, pawing his way down Keith's chest to knead at his pecs, giving Shiro something else to focus on besides tossing his head whenever a bolt of pleasure rushes up his spine. ]
Gonna make it worth the wait, I promise. [ He sucks in a shaky breath. ] Three, give me more. I'm okay.
[ Ah, he really does love when he makes Shiro crazy, when his thighs tremble just like this and Keith is hooked on that entrancing sight. He's groaning softly when Shiro paws him in turn, and he nudges at him further. ]
You already make it all worth the wait. [ He tells him, soft and teasing. ] C'mon, get on your back. I wanna do you that way.
[ The last thing he wants to do is get off those fingers but he obeys with a bitten lip, tipping backwards until his elbows hit the couch's many blanketed surface and Shiro lies there with his legs spread, cock leaking on his belly where it stands stiff and leans a little to the left, heavy enough now that every bob of gravity makes his lashes flutter. He's so hard and, god, he has to knead his balls which feel full to bursting, so ready to come and spill their load for Keith. He can't feel self-conscious anymore, not when he's so worked up and desperate to have Keith inside, and he tries to show that by reaching for him with his good hand as large prosthetic fingers cup his sac and the middle rubs at his puffy, stretched rim, the thickest like three of Keith's fingers combined. ]
O-Oh ...
[ He can just about slide in the tip, head rolling back in relief. A grey eye cracks open to wink at Keith, smug. ]
[ Keith's pursuing him this time, moving to settle between his thighs and spreading him out, happy to come up over him this time. He's so hard, so good, and Keith really, really likes how big and thick his cock is. It's almost intimidating, and he's just a little relieved that he's the one who gets to fuck Shiro right now, because he's pretty sure he'll end up hurting himself through his own inexperience if he tries to take that monster dick up his ass right now.
So he's moving to slap his prosthetic hand away with a grunt, even if he's enjoying how Shiro's happy to please himself, and gods but he loves watching him get himself off, look at that. ]
[ Shiro's grin is forced in a pout as he peers up, chin sticking up as defiantly as he can while spread prone. His hands comes to rest above his head obediently but his eyes tell Keith he'll pay for that later. ]
We haven't even tested out if you can yet, babe.
[ If Keith keeps letting him talk, this is what he'll get!! ]
[ As much as he loves the show, and as much as he's thrilled by just how sassy and defiant Keith is, he can't help but a possessive, fierce streak of dominance as he comes up above him, hands coming to temporarily pin Shiro's hands above his head, more to show him just how he wants those there than to restrain him.
His hands smooth down those pecs now, Keith coming to kiss his mouth, slow and sensuous, before his fingers seek him out again, tucking three into his tight, wonderful little hole smoothly, burying them deep inside. ]
Don't make me draw it out even longer. [ He's fingerfucking him thoroughly, crooking his fingers inside him to seek out that sensitive bundle of nerves again. ]
[ Shiro simmers with want as Keith pours himself over him, kisses slow and luxurious so that he misses them when they're gone and only has a moment to do so before his knees are riding up and ah, ah, ah, Shiro's whimpers fill the room. He digs his heels into the blankets and rocks his hips up, finding an old forgotten rhythm that helps him bear down on them as they stretch him out. He knows this; his body remembers. It's with an increasing sense of urgency that he rides all three fingers and lets the burn be known via loud moans, clenching down on knuckles whenever they sink deep enough.
[ Keith's words are rough, because he's far from immune to how sexy Shiro is when he's spread out before him like a feast, begging to be fucked. He's fumbling for the lube to slick himself up as much as he can, too, because he's pretty sure Shiro's very ready, and he's desperate to give him what he wants.
He's also desperate to sink inside of him, to finally feel for himself what it's like to bury his dick deep inside the man he's loved all his life. He captures his mouth, feverish with desire, hissing softly against his mouth. ]
[ He kisses back breathlessly, cheeks reddening and arms lowering so he can run his hands up Keith's arms, tangle them over his shoulders. Teasing be damned, Shiro wants to be holding him when they do this.
He cups Keith's scarred cheek and smiles softly, still flush with arousal but fond too. Deeply so. ]
Do what you do best, sweetheart ...
[ He's right here, a leg sliding high over a hip to drag Keith closer and curl around him. ]
[ Keith's heart is so full he swears he will burst with it. Come find him again, Shiro invites, and Keith will never, never let him out of his sight. He makes a soft noise that's in between a groan and a sigh of pleasure, and he's grasping himself carefully, gently pushing his cock into him.
He's slow, very slow and careful; he might not be the behemoth that Shiro is, but he could still end up hurting Shiro if he's too careless. Besides, the hot, wonderful clutch of him makes Keith shiver with delight and wild anticipation, when he's pushing inside of him, inch by careful inch.
He's leaning into him, shivering with the effort of holding himself back, his scar more pronounced by the stress. ]
[ For all that Shiro is thoroughly enjoying himself he wraps up Keith in his arms and pets his hair, trying to soothe away the tension that comes with that first deliciously slow thrust. He has to squirm to make the angle better but then a breath is punched out of him and there's more room for Keith to move, Shiro can finally take the rest of him whenever Keith wants to keep going. Keith's so careful with him that it makes Shiro's heart twist up with fierce affection, his rapid heartbeat pounding around the cock buried in his ass. ]
I know, baby, I know ... You feel so good. So good, Keith.
[ It's been a long road but now they're here and nothing can stop this. Stop them. Shiro sets a soft smooch to the corner of Keith's open mouth, pretending he isn't falling apart from the overwhelmingly good feeling of getting fucked. ]
[ Keith can't deny it, he really does. He's out of his mind with pleasure and lust, and Shiro's so sweetly cruel when he wraps him in his arms and squirming to take him in. He's pushing further inside, advancing when his lover takes him inside, knowing that his Shiro can take it, giddy with the fact that he wants it.
Shiro is so, so very beautiful, and he's wrapping his free hand around Shiro's cock, his mouth coming to deepen the kiss greedily, eager to consume, to pursue, to have all of Shiro for himself. This is both their first times together, their bodies twining as he smiles against his lips. ]
Tighten up for me. Just a little.
[ He wants to be teased, of course -- he wants to know that Shiro can play with him, that he isn't hurt. ]
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[ Keith tells him breathlessly, laughing softly as he gently curls his fingers in his hair to coax him up again. Come on, come on, sweetheart. ]
But I wanna kiss you back.
[ As much as his body loves and adores Shiro, as much as he wants him, he shivers and tries again, whining softly. He wants him close, he wants to melt in his arms and hold him, he wants to kiss him so that it makes Shiro as crazy as he way he's making Keith right now. ]
Shiro...
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I love you.
[ Once through worshipping his lover, he lifts his head to steal the kind of kiss he knows Keith has been waiting for, licking heat and hunger into it from the beginning with a soft groan. ]
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This is always one of his favorite things, kissing Shiro, pouring everything he feels into the seal of their mouths. He's grasping Shiro's cock now, hand coming to curl around that nice, fat shaft and stroke. He's grinding his own into him, but his other hand is already straying to Shiro's ass, Keith giving it a meaningful knead, fingers teasing down to the crease. ]
I love you, too. Want you.
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A shudder runs through him from head to toe. ]
Baby, I want you too, [ he tries to slow the kisses so he can talk, hand working a hard shaft over in slick pulls to counterpoint Shiro's murmured pecks on Keith's swollen red lips, peering down under shuttered, dark lashes and pretending his voice isn't being dragged over rough gravel, ] are you ready for that?
[ It'll be Keith's first time going all the way too, won't it? Shiro can only suppose so. Hope so. ]
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He looks up at him now, reaching up to cup his face as he arches upward to kiss him again, rocking smoothly into his hand and sliding it along Shiro's dick. He's thinking about it now, admiring the flush of Shiro's cheeks and how much he wants it. Keith wants it, too; he wants it so badly his heart aches, and as much as he loves them doing this together, getting each other off, he knows that there's more for them to do.
They haven't gone all the way, not yet, and his fingers come to search out that tight little pucker of his hole, remembering when Shiro tongue-fucked him so wonderfully in the shower that his toes are curling just thinking about it now. He's kissing him back, a small smile tugging at his mouth. ]
Yeah. Yeah, I am. [ Although Shiro will have to guide him around the curves, so to speak. Then, just to tease him right back, using the words Shiro had used on him before: ] I bet you'd look great on my dick, Shiro.
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His eyes flash up with a smirk when he hears the sass, snorting. Disentangling them enough so he can sit up, he scoots forward on his knees to put them bent either side of Keith's chest, sitting back on the line of his erection so it nestles between his cheeks; all fun to tease Keith with a slow grind as Shiro's arm floats away to rattle around in one of the kitchen drawers, trying to remember where he put a tube of mostly-used lube. Their size difference isn't something he notices often but his thighs seem to seal Keith in between them and Shiro is conscious of just how big he is looming over Keith like that, hoping his weight isn't too much. His remaining hands guide's Keith's away from his cock to the meat of one of those scarred thighs to stop him jerking Shiro off too early, wanting to last. ]
You bet I will, [ he purrs, aiming to sound confident as he flexes down with a luxurious grind and a challenging glint in slate-dark eyes, ] I can't wait to feel you fill me up with your come, baby. Promise to give it all to me and no one else? Ever?
[ He likes to think he's playing Keith's game but maybe the game is playing Shiro, silly teases legitimately making his cock twitch with interest. ]
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He picks up the lube from Shiro's hand, popping the tube to smear some on his fingers to slick it up before offering it back to him. He enjoys their size difference, how they still fit together perfectly, like they were made for each other. When he asks, however, he's infinitely more fond when he responds. ]
You and no one else, I promise.
[ He murmurs, because this might be a game but Keith means every word of it, enjoying just how his own desire practically roars up in him. Shiro is dirty, so dirty, and Keith loves it. He wants to fill him up, practically come all over him and mark him as his own. ]
I wanna bury myself inside you, puppy. Wanna sink in you and make you cry out -- show me?
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Start with one, then add another when I'm not so tight. I'll tell you when I want a third.
[ This isn't teaching Keith how to concentrate in his lion or to focus on patience, it's a whole other mode of training and Shiro is thrilled to be the one who shows him. ]
Keith ... [ A surge of arousal runs down his broad torso, thick pecs tensing and abs growing taut and thighs clenching tight around Keith as Shiro's cock smears precome all over his boyfriend's belly. ] You can do this, I trust you.
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Tell me I'm the only one who gets to see you like this.
[ Because Shiro belongs to him, because Keith would do anything for this man -- he just doesn't want anyone to see him this way, naked and eager and so much like a mentor to him, still; although in markedly different ways. It's a heartwarming moment, learning under him, being taught how to please Shiro and figuring out what makes him shiver and moan. He's grinning smiling, leaning to kiss along his chest, biting softly at the patch of skin underneath his collarbones before he pushes one finger in.
He loves being bracketed like this, the way Shiro's cock twitches against his belly, pre-come pearling at the tip. The heat of him is startling, new, and he simply goes slow, gently urging him to relax so that he can press in deeper, down to the second knuckle. ]
Like this...? Relax for me. It's just me, and I wanna make you feel good.
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You're the only one. It's only you, Keith.
[ The drag of teeth across his collarbone has him arching forward, spine curved as he raises his ass for Keith's intrepid fingers to plunder. So far he's fine, this is no harder than fingering himself in the shower, but he's hardly had the time to attempt anything larger and Keith is ...
He's got a nice cock, Shiro heatedly thinks, dozy with lust. Keith's got nothing to be ashamed of, long and nicely shaped with a decent handful of girth whenever Shiro has his hand or mouth wrapped around him, even if Shiro is bigger. It's best they started things off on this level this way, with Keith taking Shiro who has enough experience not to let himself be accidentally hurt. But, yes, anyway: Keith's cock.
He's going to fuck me, Shiro thinks, a soft moan ghosting over Keith's temple as he does what he's told and follows orders, relaxing his body to let Keith in. I need him so badly, I want this. Want him. ]
Have you ... Am I your first for this? 'Cause you're kinda mine now, too.
[ Hah. Clone jokes. ]
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Shiro promises himself to him, reactive and eager, and Keith can't help but be caught on the way Shiro's eyes glaze over -- oh, what he wouldn't give to see into his thoughts, to know what he wants. He's slowly fingerfucking him now, careful not to hurt Shiro; his pleasure is on the backburner temporarily, Keith's desire to please overriding just about everything else.
He's going to fuck Shiro, and he's going to give him a good, thorough one that'll ruin his boyfriend for everyone else that come after. It's a lofty goal, considering he's never had sex with anyone before, but he damn well is going to try.
Also, because Keith never makes things easy: ]
Shiro, who did you think I've do -- something like this with?
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I, ah! I ... don't know, [ he presses forward, hips squashing Keith to the couch, ] some Blade or ... or somebody else, when you left? Anyone would want you.
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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.
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[ An unavoidable tangent comes with the discovery of Shiro's prostate under Keith's curious touch, trying to sit up a little on his quaking thighs to let Keith play with his ass, loosening up that tight hole. Shiro fights for coherency, pawing his way down Keith's chest to knead at his pecs, giving Shiro something else to focus on besides tossing his head whenever a bolt of pleasure rushes up his spine. ]
Gonna make it worth the wait, I promise. [ He sucks in a shaky breath. ] Three, give me more. I'm okay.
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You already make it all worth the wait. [ He tells him, soft and teasing. ] C'mon, get on your back. I wanna do you that way.
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[ The last thing he wants to do is get off those fingers but he obeys with a bitten lip, tipping backwards until his elbows hit the couch's many blanketed surface and Shiro lies there with his legs spread, cock leaking on his belly where it stands stiff and leans a little to the left, heavy enough now that every bob of gravity makes his lashes flutter. He's so hard and, god, he has to knead his balls which feel full to bursting, so ready to come and spill their load for Keith. He can't feel self-conscious anymore, not when he's so worked up and desperate to have Keith inside, and he tries to show that by reaching for him with his good hand as large prosthetic fingers cup his sac and the middle rubs at his puffy, stretched rim, the thickest like three of Keith's fingers combined. ]
O-Oh ...
[ He can just about slide in the tip, head rolling back in relief. A grey eye cracks open to wink at Keith, smug. ]
Too slow. Guess I'll have to do it myself.
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[ Keith's pursuing him this time, moving to settle between his thighs and spreading him out, happy to come up over him this time. He's so hard, so good, and Keith really, really likes how big and thick his cock is. It's almost intimidating, and he's just a little relieved that he's the one who gets to fuck Shiro right now, because he's pretty sure he'll end up hurting himself through his own inexperience if he tries to take that monster dick up his ass right now.
So he's moving to slap his prosthetic hand away with a grunt, even if he's enjoying how Shiro's happy to please himself, and gods but he loves watching him get himself off, look at that. ]
No. Get your fingers off or I won't fuck you.
[ :) ]
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We haven't even tested out if you can yet, babe.
[ If Keith keeps letting him talk, this is what he'll get!! ]
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His hands smooth down those pecs now, Keith coming to kiss his mouth, slow and sensuous, before his fingers seek him out again, tucking three into his tight, wonderful little hole smoothly, burying them deep inside. ]
Don't make me draw it out even longer. [ He's fingerfucking him thoroughly, crooking his fingers inside him to seek out that sensitive bundle of nerves again. ]
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He's in heaven, this is it. He made it. ]
Keith, oh Keith ...
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[ Keith's words are rough, because he's far from immune to how sexy Shiro is when he's spread out before him like a feast, begging to be fucked. He's fumbling for the lube to slick himself up as much as he can, too, because he's pretty sure Shiro's very ready, and he's desperate to give him what he wants.
He's also desperate to sink inside of him, to finally feel for himself what it's like to bury his dick deep inside the man he's loved all his life. He captures his mouth, feverish with desire, hissing softly against his mouth. ]
Wanna be inside you --
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He cups Keith's scarred cheek and smiles softly, still flush with arousal but fond too. Deeply so. ]
Do what you do best, sweetheart ...
[ He's right here, a leg sliding high over a hip to drag Keith closer and curl around him. ]
Come find me again.
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He's slow, very slow and careful; he might not be the behemoth that Shiro is, but he could still end up hurting Shiro if he's too careless. Besides, the hot, wonderful clutch of him makes Keith shiver with delight and wild anticipation, when he's pushing inside of him, inch by careful inch.
He's leaning into him, shivering with the effort of holding himself back, his scar more pronounced by the stress. ]
Nnngh... I'll always...
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I know, baby, I know ... You feel so good. So good, Keith.
[ It's been a long road but now they're here and nothing can stop this. Stop them. Shiro sets a soft smooch to the corner of Keith's open mouth, pretending he isn't falling apart from the overwhelmingly good feeling of getting fucked. ]
That's it, you're almost ...
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[ Keith can't deny it, he really does. He's out of his mind with pleasure and lust, and Shiro's so sweetly cruel when he wraps him in his arms and squirming to take him in. He's pushing further inside, advancing when his lover takes him inside, knowing that his Shiro can take it, giddy with the fact that he wants it.
Shiro is so, so very beautiful, and he's wrapping his free hand around Shiro's cock, his mouth coming to deepen the kiss greedily, eager to consume, to pursue, to have all of Shiro for himself. This is both their first times together, their bodies twining as he smiles against his lips. ]
Tighten up for me. Just a little.
[ He wants to be teased, of course -- he wants to know that Shiro can play with him, that he isn't hurt. ]
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