"We've gone slow enough, I think." Shiro has wanted this, wanted Keith, for too long at this point. They've been through too much together, so it can't exactly be rushing in, can it? They've danced around one another for enough time.
Shiro smiles against Keith's skin, lifting his head to peek up at him. He leaves a kiss at the dip of his collarbone before moving slowly down and along his chest until he can take nipple into his mouth, teeth scraping, soothing with his tongue a moment later.
"I've got some idea though. I've wanted you too." So much. He looks up to seek Keith's eyes out with his own as he speaks. "You're everything to me, Keith. After all we've been through, you've always been there. You've always been the one to come for me."
"You think so?" Keith's teasing now, a little smile dancing along his face as Shiro peeks up at him. He can't help that this moment is a little bit of a sappy thing - sue him. He's waited way too long to tell the man in front of him that he loves him, wants to be with him, and not just for the short term. For as long as they can possibly be together he will want this. There is not a single shred of doubt in Keith's mind about that one.
"Shiro.." Keith can't help the automatic arch toward the older man's mouth as he feels the scrape of teeth at his nipple, the little sigh that follows the soothing lap of his tongue. But.. god, does he want more. Practically aches for it, actually, fingers pushing through Shiro's hair in a fond touch.
"I told you, Shiro.." Keith pauses just enough to prop himself up a little more, as if the true blue eye contact could convey every bit of what he feels. ".. As many times as it takes. And then some." With that proclaimed again, and will be said over and over until it sticks with Shiro, Keith shifts slightly, leaning up and craning for a kiss.
"Right now, you've got me," Shiro responds, and that is all the words that he has time for before he's finding Keith's lips in another kiss. Right now and for however long the rest of this second chance at life lasts, Keith has him. It's still almost hard to believe that this is real, that all the words he hasn't known how to say, hasn't been brave enough to say, are now spoken, out in the open air.
And Keith has given them back to him. He won't take that for granted, won't waste a second of it.
One hand drags down, fingers tracing their way over his abs, lingering just a bit longer than strictly necessary out of appreciation alone, before finding the waistband of his pants. Shiro apparently has decided not to waste time now that they're finally on the same page. He breaks from Keith's lips to smile down at him. "And you'll always have me, baby."
Keith can only hum a little noise of approval against Shiro's lips at that new kiss - words don't seem to be quite enough. Nothing does, now that he finally has Shiro in his arms and can show him every bit of what he's been holding back on all this time. Granted - he thinks it's a pretty valid fear.. not wanting to lose the one person closest to him in literally the entire galaxy if Shiro didn't feel the same way for him. Of all things that Keith has bore in his life time, there's just something a little too heavy about that in particular.
Or at least there had been up until now.
Now he's light as air if Shiro wasn't on top of him, moaning needily in to the older man's mouth as his hand drags down.. even if he's cautious, he's still a teenager, and he's still definitely turned on by Shiro being where he is right now. There's proof enough pushing against those annoying Garrison slacks, even as he breaks a smile and a soft laugh at Shiro's promise.
Being the little shit that he is he can't resist the little quip that follows, though : "That means no more disappearing in space, Shiro.." A joke and yet not, because they both know Keith was not okay at all during that whole episode. At least now he feels he can joke even a little, even as he presses up needily in to Shiro's hand at his waistband.
Joke or not, Shiro nods ever so slightly, shifting his chin to steal a kiss from those lips. "No disappearing. I won't leave you like that again," he murmurs the words, sincere and low. He won't put Keith through that again if he can avoid it. He doesn't want to go through it himself. He's not the man he was when he first left Earth for the Kerberos mission years ago, all bright-eyed and hopeful. He's broken and remade, and Keith has saved him again and again.
Keith is still saving him now.
He breathes out a laugh himself and nods. "Yeah, let's get rid of these right now."
Pants are in the way entirely. Shiro lets his fingers tease along the obvious bulge in Keith's pants first though, a slow and deliberately teasing touch before he moves to start undoing buttons and zipper, slow, oh so tortuously slow, like he's opening the world's best Christmas present and doesn't want to shatter the suspense or rush it.
"I'll kick your ass." Keith threatens lightly, even up against Shiro's lips still, leaning in for one more stolen kiss. Broken and remade or 'different' (Keith will maintain there wasn't a lot that's that different other than the physical, and even then he's still just as attracted as ever) - Shiro is still the one he wants. Needs, on some level, but mostly wants in some irreversible way.
And, of course, Keith finds his own ways to express just how much he needs and wants this man in particular. Even if that's threatening to kick his ass.
Right now, though? With Shiro peeling his pants away? Keith's brain is far away from anything but trying not to shuck his pants off for him. It's important, he thinks, to let Shiro take his time. To let him explore how he wants to and, honestly? He likes it.
Never before has anticipation been this much and this well-earned, a woosh of a sighed breath out Keith's response to Shiro's teasing touch. Though, eventually, he does sort of half-laugh, half-sigh out : "You're killing me, Shiro."
"Sounds like fun," Shiro answers the threat with a smile, even as he meets that kiss, lingering as long as he's allowed. He is taking his time with this, deliberate and purposeful, even if he's at war with his own self-control. He doesn't want to rush it -- even if the need is more than pressing.
Their first time deserves to be special. Though, as long as they're together -- finally, finally together -- he thinks it will be, no matter what else may happen. That said, it's fun to watch Keith squirm. A little.
He can't quite keep the grin from his lips as he looks up. "Patience, baby." But he does relent now, done with teasing and playing, and makes short work of dragging Keith's pants the rest of the way down his legs, tossing them aside before letting his hands run up his legs the way they came. "Better?"
Anything involving patience is going to end up making Keith squirm... and pretty quickly, at that. He's not the most patient man in the world, and even a few years spent in space hasn't been able to teach him much of that particular virtue. To be fair it may just be ingrained in his DNA. Galra, after all, are not known to be subtle or patient in any small bit of the terms.
"Why do I get the feeling you'll be telling me that a lot?" Keith laughs lightly at the thought, knowing with very little doubt he'll hear about patience probably once a day. .. What? He's probably going to be a needy kid about being around Shiro now that he can, give him a break. Thankfully Shiro takes pity on him, and soon he's semi-released from the sweetest kind of jail he can think of, other than underwear of course, nodding as Shiro asks him if he's better.
"Yeah, a little. But I get the feeling we'll work on that."
Shiro breathes a laugh in response. Well, he can't argue with that. He thinks it may be something of a trend, but he'll do his best not to tease him too much. Probably. Now at least, this first time, he's not planning on teasing, not planning on making Keith wait any longer.
He can't wait either.
Leaning up, Shiro touches a kiss to the point of Keith's chin then another to his collarbone, down and along his chest, lower still, even as his fingers drift up Keith's legs to catch in the band of his underwear, dragging them down his legs.
A part of Keith is undeniably .. nervous, about this. It isn't like Shiro hasn't seen him in tight space suits that were basically him being naked but not, but it's a whole different story being all out there in front of him. They've been through too much for it to matter much, honestly. Or at least that's how Keith placates himself, lifting up enough to allow Shiro the freedom of movement.
It's not his first rodeo with this - but it's his first rodeo with Shiro and considering how long they've been collectively waiting? Keith wants to soak every little bit of it in.
(Heh.)
"You know, Shiro, you're starting to be a little over dressed."
Shiro asks the question as innocently as possible. Except, it's pretty clear that he's well aware of this particular imbalance. "Don't worry about it, we'll get there."
Right now he has other things on his mind first, and he continues moving down along Keith's body, lips and teeth and tongue tracing over his chest, his abdomen, his navel and then down until he's eye-to-eye with Keith's arousal.
He peeks up at Keith as if checking to make sure he has permission before he moves to drag his tongue up along the length of him. Here's a fantasy he's had more than once. He can admit that to himself.
"Yeah.. by a good bit." Listen, Keith wants his shot at this too, though.. well. If he's being honest with himself it may have to wait until next time. Who knows if he'll be too caught up when Shiro's done with him in whatever he's planning to do much more than hope there's lube around here somewhere.
There's no hitting the brakes here anymore.. he just licks his lips as Shiro levels with his length, a little smile offered as his go-ahead.
But then Shiro dips, and he feels the warm, wet caress of Shiro's tongue and Keith can do absolutely nothing but moan. This is a fantasy he's had more than once, too, and damn if it isn't a hell of a view to watch him and know this is real. He almost feels like -
Shiro teases along the head of his dick before raising his head. "Not a dream, baby. Let me prove it to you." He'll do his best to make it clear how very real this is. And he'll start now, lips parting and wrapping around Keith, taking him into his mouth, slow and deliberately suckling at him.
His hands run up and down along Keith's thighs, kneading gently as he lets his eyes drift slowly shut, open just enough to watch Keith's expression.
He wants this to be good for him, wants to drive him crazy, to hear what Keith sounds like when he's falling to pieces and near sobbing in pleasure. It's been so long since Shiro has been with anyone, but this feels right. More than right. It feels like everything he's been dreaming of for so long now.
"Oh shit, Shiro.." Call Keith easy to please, call him whatever - but god he wasn't expecting all of this to feel so damn good all at once. Granted he should have expected that, but also... he's maybe a little bit taken aback in all the best possible ways. He can't even tear his eyes away, thighs spread with a certain neediness as Shiro kneads at the muscle there, taking a moment to let out a long, shuddering sigh. It's as much a bid for control as it is just Keith enjoying himself, biting his lip with a little hum.
Even with the slow and deliberate pace it's better than any fantasy he's ever entertained in the dark of night or in a shower when he's had the time or energy to even think about anything like that.
But now it's real and it's actually happening and he can't help but want to soak in every last enjoyable second of it while they've got it. And then enjoy even more once they were done and had recovered for more. Lance may begin to regret shoving them together like this in his own little way. Soon he's falling in to that eyes half-lidded, watching and lowly moaning his approvals sort of state, just.. taking Shiro in.
Shiro is in no hurry. He's taking his time with this, soaking in each sound that Keith makes, each shift of his body, the way all of it feels as he slowly takes him further into his mouth. He fully intends on swallowing him down completely, but for now he lingers, tonguing along the underside of his length as he bobs his head slowly.
His eyes flicker open to look up at him at that. He can't smile at the moment given that his mouth is busy, but it's obvious in his eyes that he is.
Gorgeous though, Shiro wonders if Keith has any idea how beautiful he is. Keith is a vision, the sort of sight he'll never forget. He'll tell him later, whisper to his ear how Keith is everything he's ever dreamed of and wished for and so much more. For now, he bobs his head further and finally engulfs the entirety of Keith's arousal, groaning softly around him.
Keith can't help a sweet little smile as Shiro looks up at him - it's partially full affection, but also a slight bit of shyness. They've gone from nothing and careful avoidance to full on telling every bit of their affections for one another. Keith is of course in no way complaining - it's just a bit jarring when he realizes he's gone from keeping things tightly bottled to just spouting out things like telling Shiro he's gorgeous.
But then Shiro takes all of him in, and Keith can't think of anything but reminding himself to breathe - a soft little whine rolling up his throat, eyes closing, mouth slightly open as he takes it all in. Maybe this is so good because it's Shiro? He isn't sure, but Shiro may very well kill him.
"Fuck..." Keith takes a moment to shudder in a breath, then takes a moment to laugh at himself. "You're gonna kill me."
They've gone from zero to sixty in seconds flat, but Shiro has no regrets whatsoever. He's wanted this for too long to hold back now that he knows Keith wants it too. And besides, Keith sounds sinfully perfect, each little moan or whine enough that his own arousal throbs a reminder of how much he still wants.
But he focuses on what he's doing, his head moving between his legs, tongue dragging along the underside of his length, up to tease around the head before he swallows him down again. And again.
There's a sound that's almost a laugh as he slowly draws off him, his hand replacing his mouth around Keith's cock, stroking slowly as he looks up at him. "No one's killing anyone." His eyes are sparkling as he adds, "Feel good?"
Shiro.. is deadly like this. It's a whole different way than when he's watching him fight, or when they're going head to head in training. Hell, he's going to have a hard time not getting turned on during grappling or anything from now on he has a feeling, but that's a problem for later. Right now he's wrapped up in Shiro's mouth and how he feels, and also just.. trying not to pinch himself.
Repeatedly.
Which is why there's a heavy pant as Shiro pulls back and he's free from his mouth, a little groan of complaint rolling up his throat before he can stop himself. His hand isn't quite the same but, honestly? It's better than nothing.
Keith nods feverishly as Shiro asks him if it's good, but then remembers himself and.. well. Blushes up to his ears about the fact he's been so caught up he hadn't even thought about Shiro down there. "Why don't you swing around? Let me do something for you?" He has to be hard by now, and there's no way he wants to be a pillow queen about all of this.
It's new and exciting, but he's also (as always) eager to please.
It's a cute groan, the way that Keith reacts, and Shiro is fully intending to give him more -- because he doesn't want to leave the other man wanting. Not now, not ever. well, not for long. There is something appealing about the idea of having Keith at his mercy and reducing him to a writhing, begging mess sometime. That can wait. This is their first time together. He won't tease. He wants it to be perfect.
But Keith makes that offer, and well, it's hard to turn it down. His arousal is aching for touch, for release, but he's also a patient man.
He leans close and nuzzles at the inside of Keith's thigh, scraping his teeth there, even as his hand keeps moving along his arousal, still slick from his mouth.
"That's a hard offer to pass up," Shiro admits with a flicker of a smile over his lips. "How do you want me?"
Keith hasn't forgotten that Shiro had told him plainly that he wanted to be inside him. It's also something that he wants, more and more with each passing moment, each touch of tongue or teeth against his skin. It's the most exquisite torture he's ever gone through, and, honestly? He'll go through it all over again as often as Shiro wants and won't even think of actually complaining. Of course he'll whine and moan about being made to wait, but..
.. That's just Keith. He wouldn't be him if he wasn't complaining about having to have some patience. Just like he's sighing out a little sound as Shiro's teeth find his thigh, trying to gather enough brain cells to respond.
"First we've got to get rid of those pants. After that... " God, if he could gather brain cells. Keith shrugs, equal parts unsure as he is just lusty and having a hard time thinking about words. "However works so I can return the favor and you can.. do what you want."
Shiro breathes a laugh and moves to disengage just far enough from Keith, only far enough so that he can work his pants down from his hips, stepping out of them and kicking them off to the side, forgotten. He takes a moment to look Keith over while he can.
"Better?" He asks, almost playful. He shucks out of his underwear too since he doesn't plan on getting up again once he rejoins Keith. He makes a short detour to his drawer and fishes out lube and a condom -- call it the sort of care package that was waiting for him in this assigned room, along with other toiletries. Safety first at the Garrison.
He climbs back onto the bed. "I want you. That's all. However that happens. This is all really fast, Keith. And if you'd rather just mess around tonight, that's fine too."
"Yeah, much." Keith is quick to agree, unable to deny himself the chance to glance down and see Shiro in his full, naked glory. God - there is no way he doesn't know how gorgeous he is. No way that Keith can think of, anyways.
This isn't exactly Keith's first rodeo. Even a broody, likes-to-be-alone-teen like Keith occasionally gave in when interest was shown. Occasionally lived life a little dangerously beyond his hover bikes and all of that mess... but this was different. This isn't a one time thing he'll walk away from and not think about again. Being with Shiro.. is a commitment. He's very much aware of that, and still so damn willing at the sight of lube and a condom stirs a shaky breath out of him.
"No - I - " Keith pauses, takes a breath, rearranges his thoughts in an order to make sense instead of having his brains between his legs, and tries again. "It's.. I don't think it's fast. We've been.. doing .. whatever that was for a long time."
Listen - he isn't looking to get too deep in conversation right now.. he feels like practically all of his blood is not in his brain at the moment and it's kind of difficult to have the conversation that they should have at some point. "But I'm.. fine with going beyond messing around. It's.. I've never done that so you might have to walk me through, but. I'm fine with it."
Keith has a point. They have been dancing around each other for a long time now. The fact that their orbits finally intersected and they collided, it's been a long time coming. And Shiro has no regrets about it at all, no hesitation or uncertainty. This is what he wants, what he's wanted.
So he leans close to press a kiss to Keith's forehead. "Okay. Good."
His fingertips touch along his cheek, soft and lingering. "I'll walk you through whatever you need." Shiro doesn't mind taking it slow if Keith needs, doesn't mind going step by step with him.
He moves to climb back onto the bed, urging Keith back as he does. "Lie back for me, baby?"
"Okay." Keith can't help that almost shy, nervous little flicker of a smile at Shiro's gentle touch to his cheek. He trusts Shiro, more than anyone on this Earth, but it's still nerve wracking to know, but not really know, what they're about to embark on. It's what he wants, though. He'd held back so long on expressing what he's wanted that to have it right here on his figurative doorstep is a lot to take in all at once. All of that aside, though, he does know one thing - "I trust you, Shiro."
Which is why he easily lays back, trying not to look as anxious as he is. He trusts Shiro, but not know what's next has never made him feel the best, honestly.
"Relax, that's all you need to do." Shiro informs him, leaning close and running his hand along the inside of Keith's leg, up along his calf to his inner thigh, urging those gorgeous long legs apart a bit more.
"And tell me if there's anything you don't like." He wants this to be good for him, wants to make Keith feel things he's never felt before. Maybe there's a little edge of an ego in him, but he certainly thinks that he can.
He thumbs open the bottle but leaves it at that for now, leaning over him and catching his lips in a brief kiss.
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Date: 2019-03-06 03:33 am (UTC)Shiro smiles against Keith's skin, lifting his head to peek up at him. He leaves a kiss at the dip of his collarbone before moving slowly down and along his chest until he can take nipple into his mouth, teeth scraping, soothing with his tongue a moment later.
"I've got some idea though. I've wanted you too." So much. He looks up to seek Keith's eyes out with his own as he speaks. "You're everything to me, Keith. After all we've been through, you've always been there. You've always been the one to come for me."
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Date: 2019-03-06 12:53 pm (UTC)"You think so?" Keith's teasing now, a little smile dancing along his face as Shiro peeks up at him. He can't help that this moment is a little bit of a sappy thing - sue him. He's waited way too long to tell the man in front of him that he loves him, wants to be with him, and not just for the short term. For as long as they can possibly be together he will want this. There is not a single shred of doubt in Keith's mind about that one.
"Shiro.." Keith can't help the automatic arch toward the older man's mouth as he feels the scrape of teeth at his nipple, the little sigh that follows the soothing lap of his tongue. But.. god, does he want more. Practically aches for it, actually, fingers pushing through Shiro's hair in a fond touch.
"I told you, Shiro.." Keith pauses just enough to prop himself up a little more, as if the true blue eye contact could convey every bit of what he feels. ".. As many times as it takes. And then some." With that proclaimed again, and will be said over and over until it sticks with Shiro, Keith shifts slightly, leaning up and craning for a kiss.
"But right now, I want you."
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Date: 2019-03-11 09:23 pm (UTC)"Right now, you've got me," Shiro responds, and that is all the words that he has time for before he's finding Keith's lips in another kiss. Right now and for however long the rest of this second chance at life lasts, Keith has him. It's still almost hard to believe that this is real, that all the words he hasn't known how to say, hasn't been brave enough to say, are now spoken, out in the open air.
And Keith has given them back to him. He won't take that for granted, won't waste a second of it.
One hand drags down, fingers tracing their way over his abs, lingering just a bit longer than strictly necessary out of appreciation alone, before finding the waistband of his pants. Shiro apparently has decided not to waste time now that they're finally on the same page. He breaks from Keith's lips to smile down at him. "And you'll always have me, baby."
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Date: 2019-03-11 09:48 pm (UTC)Keith can only hum a little noise of approval against Shiro's lips at that new kiss - words don't seem to be quite enough. Nothing does, now that he finally has Shiro in his arms and can show him every bit of what he's been holding back on all this time. Granted - he thinks it's a pretty valid fear.. not wanting to lose the one person closest to him in literally the entire galaxy if Shiro didn't feel the same way for him. Of all things that Keith has bore in his life time, there's just something a little too heavy about that in particular.
Or at least there had been up until now.
Now he's light as air if Shiro wasn't on top of him, moaning needily in to the older man's mouth as his hand drags down.. even if he's cautious, he's still a teenager, and he's still definitely turned on by Shiro being where he is right now. There's proof enough pushing against those annoying Garrison slacks, even as he breaks a smile and a soft laugh at Shiro's promise.
Being the little shit that he is he can't resist the little quip that follows, though : "That means no more disappearing in space, Shiro.." A joke and yet not, because they both know Keith was not okay at all during that whole episode. At least now he feels he can joke even a little, even as he presses up needily in to Shiro's hand at his waistband.
"Now can we please get these pants off?"
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Date: 2019-03-12 02:56 am (UTC)Keith is still saving him now.
He breathes out a laugh himself and nods. "Yeah, let's get rid of these right now."
Pants are in the way entirely. Shiro lets his fingers tease along the obvious bulge in Keith's pants first though, a slow and deliberately teasing touch before he moves to start undoing buttons and zipper, slow, oh so tortuously slow, like he's opening the world's best Christmas present and doesn't want to shatter the suspense or rush it.
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Date: 2019-03-12 03:43 pm (UTC)"I'll kick your ass." Keith threatens lightly, even up against Shiro's lips still, leaning in for one more stolen kiss. Broken and remade or 'different' (Keith will maintain there wasn't a lot that's that different other than the physical, and even then he's still just as attracted as ever) - Shiro is still the one he wants. Needs, on some level, but mostly wants in some irreversible way.
And, of course, Keith finds his own ways to express just how much he needs and wants this man in particular. Even if that's threatening to kick his ass.
Right now, though? With Shiro peeling his pants away? Keith's brain is far away from anything but trying not to shuck his pants off for him. It's important, he thinks, to let Shiro take his time. To let him explore how he wants to and, honestly? He likes it.
Never before has anticipation been this much and this well-earned, a woosh of a sighed breath out Keith's response to Shiro's teasing touch. Though, eventually, he does sort of half-laugh, half-sigh out : "You're killing me, Shiro."
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Date: 2019-03-13 01:20 am (UTC)Their first time deserves to be special. Though, as long as they're together -- finally, finally together -- he thinks it will be, no matter what else may happen. That said, it's fun to watch Keith squirm. A little.
He can't quite keep the grin from his lips as he looks up. "Patience, baby." But he does relent now, done with teasing and playing, and makes short work of dragging Keith's pants the rest of the way down his legs, tossing them aside before letting his hands run up his legs the way they came. "Better?"
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Date: 2019-03-13 02:37 pm (UTC)Anything involving patience is going to end up making Keith squirm... and pretty quickly, at that. He's not the most patient man in the world, and even a few years spent in space hasn't been able to teach him much of that particular virtue. To be fair it may just be ingrained in his DNA. Galra, after all, are not known to be subtle or patient in any small bit of the terms.
"Why do I get the feeling you'll be telling me that a lot?" Keith laughs lightly at the thought, knowing with very little doubt he'll hear about patience probably once a day. .. What? He's probably going to be a needy kid about being around Shiro now that he can, give him a break. Thankfully Shiro takes pity on him, and soon he's semi-released from the sweetest kind of jail he can think of, other than underwear of course, nodding as Shiro asks him if he's better.
"Yeah, a little. But I get the feeling we'll work on that."
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Date: 2019-03-13 04:00 pm (UTC)He can't wait either.
Leaning up, Shiro touches a kiss to the point of Keith's chin then another to his collarbone, down and along his chest, lower still, even as his fingers drift up Keith's legs to catch in the band of his underwear, dragging them down his legs.
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Date: 2019-03-13 05:47 pm (UTC)A part of Keith is undeniably .. nervous, about this. It isn't like Shiro hasn't seen him in tight space suits that were basically him being naked but not, but it's a whole different story being all out there in front of him. They've been through too much for it to matter much, honestly. Or at least that's how Keith placates himself, lifting up enough to allow Shiro the freedom of movement.
It's not his first rodeo with this - but it's his first rodeo with Shiro and considering how long they've been collectively waiting? Keith wants to soak every little bit of it in.
(Heh.)
"You know, Shiro, you're starting to be a little over dressed."
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Date: 2019-03-14 04:24 am (UTC)Shiro asks the question as innocently as possible. Except, it's pretty clear that he's well aware of this particular imbalance. "Don't worry about it, we'll get there."
Right now he has other things on his mind first, and he continues moving down along Keith's body, lips and teeth and tongue tracing over his chest, his abdomen, his navel and then down until he's eye-to-eye with Keith's arousal.
He peeks up at Keith as if checking to make sure he has permission before he moves to drag his tongue up along the length of him. Here's a fantasy he's had more than once. He can admit that to himself.
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Date: 2019-03-14 03:11 pm (UTC)"Yeah.. by a good bit." Listen, Keith wants his shot at this too, though.. well. If he's being honest with himself it may have to wait until next time. Who knows if he'll be too caught up when Shiro's done with him in whatever he's planning to do much more than hope there's lube around here somewhere.
There's no hitting the brakes here anymore.. he just licks his lips as Shiro levels with his length, a little smile offered as his go-ahead.
But then Shiro dips, and he feels the warm, wet caress of Shiro's tongue and Keith can do absolutely nothing but moan. This is a fantasy he's had more than once, too, and damn if it isn't a hell of a view to watch him and know this is real. He almost feels like -
"I should pinch myself."
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Date: 2019-03-15 08:10 pm (UTC)His hands run up and down along Keith's thighs, kneading gently as he lets his eyes drift slowly shut, open just enough to watch Keith's expression.
He wants this to be good for him, wants to drive him crazy, to hear what Keith sounds like when he's falling to pieces and near sobbing in pleasure. It's been so long since Shiro has been with anyone, but this feels right. More than right. It feels like everything he's been dreaming of for so long now.
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Date: 2019-03-15 10:13 pm (UTC)"Oh shit, Shiro.." Call Keith easy to please, call him whatever - but god he wasn't expecting all of this to feel so damn good all at once. Granted he should have expected that, but also... he's maybe a little bit taken aback in all the best possible ways. He can't even tear his eyes away, thighs spread with a certain neediness as Shiro kneads at the muscle there, taking a moment to let out a long, shuddering sigh. It's as much a bid for control as it is just Keith enjoying himself, biting his lip with a little hum.
Even with the slow and deliberate pace it's better than any fantasy he's ever entertained in the dark of night or in a shower when he's had the time or energy to even think about anything like that.
But now it's real and it's actually happening and he can't help but want to soak in every last enjoyable second of it while they've got it. And then enjoy even more once they were done and had recovered for more. Lance may begin to regret shoving them together like this in his own little way. Soon he's falling in to that eyes half-lidded, watching and lowly moaning his approvals sort of state, just.. taking Shiro in.
"You're so gorgeous... Shiro.."
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Date: 2019-03-20 11:53 pm (UTC)His eyes flicker open to look up at him at that. He can't smile at the moment given that his mouth is busy, but it's obvious in his eyes that he is.
Gorgeous though, Shiro wonders if Keith has any idea how beautiful he is. Keith is a vision, the sort of sight he'll never forget. He'll tell him later, whisper to his ear how Keith is everything he's ever dreamed of and wished for and so much more. For now, he bobs his head further and finally engulfs the entirety of Keith's arousal, groaning softly around him.
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Date: 2019-03-21 02:11 pm (UTC)Keith can't help a sweet little smile as Shiro looks up at him - it's partially full affection, but also a slight bit of shyness. They've gone from nothing and careful avoidance to full on telling every bit of their affections for one another. Keith is of course in no way complaining - it's just a bit jarring when he realizes he's gone from keeping things tightly bottled to just spouting out things like telling Shiro he's gorgeous.
But then Shiro takes all of him in, and Keith can't think of anything but reminding himself to breathe - a soft little whine rolling up his throat, eyes closing, mouth slightly open as he takes it all in. Maybe this is so good because it's Shiro? He isn't sure, but Shiro may very well kill him.
"Fuck..." Keith takes a moment to shudder in a breath, then takes a moment to laugh at himself. "You're gonna kill me."
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Date: 2019-03-31 06:00 am (UTC)But he focuses on what he's doing, his head moving between his legs, tongue dragging along the underside of his length, up to tease around the head before he swallows him down again. And again.
There's a sound that's almost a laugh as he slowly draws off him, his hand replacing his mouth around Keith's cock, stroking slowly as he looks up at him. "No one's killing anyone." His eyes are sparkling as he adds, "Feel good?"
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Date: 2019-04-01 01:55 pm (UTC)Shiro.. is deadly like this. It's a whole different way than when he's watching him fight, or when they're going head to head in training. Hell, he's going to have a hard time not getting turned on during grappling or anything from now on he has a feeling, but that's a problem for later. Right now he's wrapped up in Shiro's mouth and how he feels, and also just.. trying not to pinch himself.
Repeatedly.
Which is why there's a heavy pant as Shiro pulls back and he's free from his mouth, a little groan of complaint rolling up his throat before he can stop himself. His hand isn't quite the same but, honestly? It's better than nothing.
Keith nods feverishly as Shiro asks him if it's good, but then remembers himself and.. well. Blushes up to his ears about the fact he's been so caught up he hadn't even thought about Shiro down there. "Why don't you swing around? Let me do something for you?" He has to be hard by now, and there's no way he wants to be a pillow queen about all of this.
It's new and exciting, but he's also (as always) eager to please.
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Date: 2019-04-02 02:54 am (UTC)But Keith makes that offer, and well, it's hard to turn it down. His arousal is aching for touch, for release, but he's also a patient man.
He leans close and nuzzles at the inside of Keith's thigh, scraping his teeth there, even as his hand keeps moving along his arousal, still slick from his mouth.
"That's a hard offer to pass up," Shiro admits with a flicker of a smile over his lips. "How do you want me?"
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Date: 2019-04-02 01:11 pm (UTC)Keith hasn't forgotten that Shiro had told him plainly that he wanted to be inside him. It's also something that he wants, more and more with each passing moment, each touch of tongue or teeth against his skin. It's the most exquisite torture he's ever gone through, and, honestly? He'll go through it all over again as often as Shiro wants and won't even think of actually complaining. Of course he'll whine and moan about being made to wait, but..
.. That's just Keith. He wouldn't be him if he wasn't complaining about having to have some patience. Just like he's sighing out a little sound as Shiro's teeth find his thigh, trying to gather enough brain cells to respond.
"First we've got to get rid of those pants. After that... " God, if he could gather brain cells. Keith shrugs, equal parts unsure as he is just lusty and having a hard time thinking about words. "However works so I can return the favor and you can.. do what you want."
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Date: 2019-04-17 01:34 am (UTC)"Better?" He asks, almost playful. He shucks out of his underwear too since he doesn't plan on getting up again once he rejoins Keith. He makes a short detour to his drawer and fishes out lube and a condom -- call it the sort of care package that was waiting for him in this assigned room, along with other toiletries. Safety first at the Garrison.
He climbs back onto the bed. "I want you. That's all. However that happens. This is all really fast, Keith. And if you'd rather just mess around tonight, that's fine too."
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Date: 2019-04-17 12:36 pm (UTC)"Yeah, much." Keith is quick to agree, unable to deny himself the chance to glance down and see Shiro in his full, naked glory. God - there is no way he doesn't know how gorgeous he is. No way that Keith can think of, anyways.
This isn't exactly Keith's first rodeo. Even a broody, likes-to-be-alone-teen like Keith occasionally gave in when interest was shown. Occasionally lived life a little dangerously beyond his hover bikes and all of that mess... but this was different. This isn't a one time thing he'll walk away from and not think about again. Being with Shiro.. is a commitment. He's very much aware of that, and still so damn willing at the sight of lube and a condom stirs a shaky breath out of him.
"No - I - " Keith pauses, takes a breath, rearranges his thoughts in an order to make sense instead of having his brains between his legs, and tries again. "It's.. I don't think it's fast. We've been.. doing .. whatever that was for a long time."
Listen - he isn't looking to get too deep in conversation right now.. he feels like practically all of his blood is not in his brain at the moment and it's kind of difficult to have the conversation that they should have at some point. "But I'm.. fine with going beyond messing around. It's.. I've never done that so you might have to walk me through, but. I'm fine with it."
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Date: 2019-04-19 02:16 am (UTC)So he leans close to press a kiss to Keith's forehead. "Okay. Good."
His fingertips touch along his cheek, soft and lingering. "I'll walk you through whatever you need." Shiro doesn't mind taking it slow if Keith needs, doesn't mind going step by step with him.
He moves to climb back onto the bed, urging Keith back as he does. "Lie back for me, baby?"
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Date: 2019-04-19 02:35 pm (UTC)"Okay." Keith can't help that almost shy, nervous little flicker of a smile at Shiro's gentle touch to his cheek. He trusts Shiro, more than anyone on this Earth, but it's still nerve wracking to know, but not really know, what they're about to embark on. It's what he wants, though. He'd held back so long on expressing what he's wanted that to have it right here on his figurative doorstep is a lot to take in all at once. All of that aside, though, he does know one thing - "I trust you, Shiro."
Which is why he easily lays back, trying not to look as anxious as he is. He trusts Shiro, but not know what's next has never made him feel the best, honestly.
"Just let me know if I need to do anything.."
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Date: 2019-04-27 03:32 pm (UTC)"And tell me if there's anything you don't like." He wants this to be good for him, wants to make Keith feel things he's never felt before. Maybe there's a little edge of an ego in him, but he certainly thinks that he can.
He thumbs open the bottle but leaves it at that for now, leaning over him and catching his lips in a brief kiss.
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