There is a flicker of thought that the door is going to open soon that Shiro immediately pushes away in favor or focusing all his attention, every last shred of his being swept up in the other man. He explores his mouth, wanting to commit the taste of him to memory, to commit all of this to memory, for those times when he has to let Keith out of his arms.
Eventually he'll have to do that. But not now.
Now, he's realizing he probably ought to not get quite so bold with his touch, but then Keith presses back into him and Shiro can't possibly resist. He also doesn't try. He grips at his ass, stepping closer to press against him.
He breaks away from Keith's lips to catch his breath. He breathes his name softly, one hand moving to catch in the front waistband of Keith's pants tugging. "Seven minutes isn't going to be enough," he admits, having the grace to sound sheepish.
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Date: 2019-01-28 06:05 am (UTC)Eventually he'll have to do that. But not now.
Now, he's realizing he probably ought to not get quite so bold with his touch, but then Keith presses back into him and Shiro can't possibly resist. He also doesn't try. He grips at his ass, stepping closer to press against him.
He breaks away from Keith's lips to catch his breath. He breathes his name softly, one hand moving to catch in the front waistband of Keith's pants tugging. "Seven minutes isn't going to be enough," he admits, having the grace to sound sheepish.