Slowing down has never been Keith's forte. Whether it was physically, on bikes, or even when it came to the possibility of a relationship. Yes, he knows that they should at least talk, or something, that it gave them a better chance at establishing something lasting if they went through with things like that. But right now? Right now he's living out part of something he's thought about.. fantasized, even, from time to time since he'd been a much younger teen. He'd obtained something he'd previously thought unobtainable, and though he doesn't want to mess it up, he also finds it near on impossible to wait. At least not for this. Not for finally being able to grip on to Shiro's arms and pull him closer, to lean himself against him for something other than support because he was injured.
No, instead he gives as Shiro pushes them back, allows his back to meet the wall. Normally Keith might be hesitant to allow something like this, but it's Shiro.. and if there's one man in the entire universe Keith trusts so fully it's painful.. it's Shiro.
Which is why he's so pliant, now, so willing to let Shiro have everything he wants and more. His hands drift from his arms to Shiro's waist, his back, as he pins him to the wall so sweetly. It's everything he could've wanted in the moment.. except maybe knowing that the others were probably on the other side listening for every little hint they may get.
Shiro's tongue probes at his lips and Keith moves a hand to cradle Shiro's jaw as he turns, ever so slightly, and allows him the room to explore, so to speak. Keith will meet him in the middle, playful and yet insistent even as he does so.
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Date: 2019-01-22 04:31 pm (UTC)Slowing down has never been Keith's forte. Whether it was physically, on bikes, or even when it came to the possibility of a relationship. Yes, he knows that they should at least talk, or something, that it gave them a better chance at establishing something lasting if they went through with things like that. But right now? Right now he's living out part of something he's thought about.. fantasized, even, from time to time since he'd been a much younger teen. He'd obtained something he'd previously thought unobtainable, and though he doesn't want to mess it up, he also finds it near on impossible to wait. At least not for this. Not for finally being able to grip on to Shiro's arms and pull him closer, to lean himself against him for something other than support because he was injured.
No, instead he gives as Shiro pushes them back, allows his back to meet the wall. Normally Keith might be hesitant to allow something like this, but it's Shiro.. and if there's one man in the entire universe Keith trusts so fully it's painful.. it's Shiro.
Which is why he's so pliant, now, so willing to let Shiro have everything he wants and more. His hands drift from his arms to Shiro's waist, his back, as he pins him to the wall so sweetly. It's everything he could've wanted in the moment.. except maybe knowing that the others were probably on the other side listening for every little hint they may get.
Shiro's tongue probes at his lips and Keith moves a hand to cradle Shiro's jaw as he turns, ever so slightly, and allows him the room to explore, so to speak. Keith will meet him in the middle, playful and yet insistent even as he does so.