Shiro will remember himself. He wants to do this right, to give it as much a chance to succeed as it possibly can. It's too important not to. Keith is too important not to. But he allows himself this moment, allows it because he doesn't have it in him to break away from Keith's lips. Not now. Not yet.
He can even forget about the others, about the fact that they were put on a very specific clock. Time feels like it's lost any meaning anyway. How does account for seconds and minutes when even his heartbeat can't keep a steady rhythm at all.
His hand at Keith's hip strays up, fingertips catching the hem of his shirt, straying up. Shiro fully takes the invitation that Keith makes, exploring, tasting, trying to swallow back the low rumble of sound it draws out of him. It's when he hears himself that he realizes he's gotten away from himself entirely. Breaking the kiss -- with a reluctance that screams of how difficult it is to manage -- he lingers closer, leaning his forehead against Keith's as he tries to catch his breath back. "Keith, I..." Words. How do those go again? "I should tell you..."
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Date: 2019-01-22 05:01 pm (UTC)He can even forget about the others, about the fact that they were put on a very specific clock. Time feels like it's lost any meaning anyway. How does account for seconds and minutes when even his heartbeat can't keep a steady rhythm at all.
His hand at Keith's hip strays up, fingertips catching the hem of his shirt, straying up. Shiro fully takes the invitation that Keith makes, exploring, tasting, trying to swallow back the low rumble of sound it draws out of him. It's when he hears himself that he realizes he's gotten away from himself entirely. Breaking the kiss -- with a reluctance that screams of how difficult it is to manage -- he lingers closer, leaning his forehead against Keith's as he tries to catch his breath back. "Keith, I..." Words. How do those go again? "I should tell you..."