[ Okay, he's all right. Shiro's been through worse than this but that's not all that reassuring. He's squeezing his fingers right back, the frown easing just a touch but not completely dissipating. ]
All right. I'll change out the sheets. [ He's cupping his face, leaning in to kiss him softly, lingering. ]
And yeah -- I still want to.
[ He wants to know what it's like, but that idea something he doesn't dwell on for the moment -- what matters is taking care of Shiro, learning from him. ] But right now, do you wanna shower with me?
[ He's eaten Keith out, why is he suddenly so shy about simply washing in front of him? Ridiculous double-standards that Shiro doesn't need, as Matt would insist. ]
Don't look so worried, this is all perfectly natural. [ Adam certainly hadn't been this doting, it's actually lovely of Keith to fret but Shiro doesn't want to be that selfish. ] You were really, ah, raring to go.
[ Shiro's adorable when he's shy, and Keith is still coming to grips with what he's done; even if Shiro liked it, he's pretty sure that he had been really rough with him, too. He's taking his hand in his, fingers threading with his as he delicately leads him to the bathroom. ]
Yeah. Sorry. You were just so -- [ Beautiful, begging to be fucked and ravished and cherished and loved. He takes a slow breath. ] Let me clean you up?
[ Murmuring fondly as he kisses Keith's temple, Shiro nods and follows him into their compact shower. The water he sets for a little warmer than usual to help his muscles ease up. ]
You don't have to do this, you know. I don't ... It's not expected.
[ Just so Keith doesn't feel beholden out of any small degree of guilt. ]
[ Keith tells him firmly, reaching up to touch his cheek with his clean hand, tiptoeing to kiss him again, chaste and soft. He's gently nudging him further in, letting the water rinse over both their bodies as he smiles. ]
[ That is such a lame joke, Takashi Shirogane, and Keith snorts, lightly swatting one of his pecs for his trouble. He's shaking his head at him, taking the sponge and wetting it, adding some soap before he goes to scrub at his lover's chest. ]
That's because you were filthy, coming everywhere like that.
[ Keith's chiding him playfully, earning another swat to the other pec -- he's laughing, however, slotting happily up against him when he cuddles. This is bliss, this is what happiness is, as he wraps his arms tight around him and presses up into his eager mouth. ]
[ Swaying them in the shower is unsafe but rules are meant to be broken and Shiro needs to capture Keith so he can launch his next attack, mouth muffled on Keith's skin. ]
[ What kind of alpha creature blows raspberries, of all things? But Keith is laughing with him, coming to bite softly at his ear, tickled by his affection. ]
That's just you trying to be evil. And failing.
[ He's running his fingers through his hair now, impossibly fond and full of love. ] You're in such a good mood after sex.
[ Oh, but Shiro is really cute when he pouts like that, look at him. Keith's distracted for a blessed moment, reaching up to touch his lips before tugging him in for another long, slow kiss.
Really, can you keep up the pouting in his presence, Shiro? ]
Mm. You're easy to kiss when you're sulking. [ No, definitely not; he wants his Shiro happy. ]
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All right. I'll change out the sheets. [ He's cupping his face, leaning in to kiss him softly, lingering. ]
And yeah -- I still want to.
[ He wants to know what it's like, but that idea something he doesn't dwell on for the moment -- what matters is taking care of Shiro, learning from him. ] But right now, do you wanna shower with me?
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[ He's eaten Keith out, why is he suddenly so shy about simply washing in front of him? Ridiculous double-standards that Shiro doesn't need, as Matt would insist. ]
Don't look so worried, this is all perfectly natural. [ Adam certainly hadn't been this doting, it's actually lovely of Keith to fret but Shiro doesn't want to be that selfish. ] You were really, ah, raring to go.
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Yeah. Sorry. You were just so -- [ Beautiful, begging to be fucked and ravished and cherished and loved. He takes a slow breath. ] Let me clean you up?
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[ Murmuring fondly as he kisses Keith's temple, Shiro nods and follows him into their compact shower. The water he sets for a little warmer than usual to help his muscles ease up. ]
You don't have to do this, you know. I don't ... It's not expected.
[ Just so Keith doesn't feel beholden out of any small degree of guilt. ]
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[ Keith tells him firmly, reaching up to touch his cheek with his clean hand, tiptoeing to kiss him again, chaste and soft. He's gently nudging him further in, letting the water rinse over both their bodies as he smiles. ]
Maybe I just can't get my hands off you.
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We were practically glued together back there.
[ Badumpshh. ]
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That's because you were filthy, coming everywhere like that.
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You really can't talk, Mr Comes-Ten-Tonnes.
[ As punishment for that sass, he bites down on the curve of Keith's neck and makes him suffer a soapy cuddle. ]
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[ Keith's chiding him playfully, earning another swat to the other pec -- he's laughing, however, slotting happily up against him when he cuddles. This is bliss, this is what happiness is, as he wraps his arms tight around him and presses up into his eager mouth. ]
Why're you biting --
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[ Swaying them in the shower is unsafe but rules are meant to be broken and Shiro needs to capture Keith so he can launch his next attack, mouth muffled on Keith's skin. ]
I'm showing you dominance!
[ By blowing a raspberry. ]
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[ What kind of alpha creature blows raspberries, of all things? But Keith is laughing with him, coming to bite softly at his ear, tickled by his affection. ]
That's just you trying to be evil. And failing.
[ He's running his fingers through his hair now, impossibly fond and full of love. ] You're in such a good mood after sex.
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I can't be evil around you, baby.
[ Keith yells I love you and Shiro fractures right down to the bone, usually. Right now he leans back and gives a pout. ]
Would you rather I sulked?
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Really, can you keep up the pouting in his presence, Shiro? ]
Mm. You're easy to kiss when you're sulking. [ No, definitely not; he wants his Shiro happy. ]