"I'll take my chances with it," Shiro assures him. He's never shied away from danger. Hell, he's got a taste for it honestly, always chasing the limit. Keith isn't the only one who isn't content for the safe and ordinary. A lot has happened since he first left for the Kerberos mission and then got swept up with the others and Voltron and everything in between, and he's changed so much, but he's still the same man at his core in many ways.
Shiro peeks up at Keith, smiling as he finds himself loking into those half-lidded eyes. "Do you have any idea how good you look right now, baby? How sweet you sound?" Because Shiro sure knows, and would happily make sure Keith is fully aware of it.
His own expression melts in return to that smile, leaning down to press a kiss to the center of Keith's chest, soft and affectionate. But that doesn't stop him from continuing to open him up, fingers scissoring slowly apart before they go seeking, wanting to see how Keith will react for him once he finds the right spot inside him.
"Figured you would." Keith couldn't help but know that Shiro wouldn't be put off, but.. felt the need to maybe give him the warning anyway. He knows he isn't the easiest person to live with, sometimes. That he's so used to operating on his own that he's often a pain in the ass, that kind of thing. But if anyone is likely to have the patience enough to deal with him, it's definitely Takashi Shirogane.
He's always appreciated Shiro for his patience and his ability to roll with the punches when it came to him, but it'll take on a whole new life, now.
Keith.. blushes, and furiously at that, as Shiro compliments him. He's not usually so bashful but it's new, different, to be here, pressed to Shiro and naked as the day he was born with Shiro moving inside him. So, in typical form, Keith dodges. "Sweet is.. uh, new.."
It kind of baffles him how easy it is to get used to Shiro moving inside him like this.. though he knows that it'll be different once it isn't his fingers. So much so that he's not expecting how it will send a jolt up his spine as Shiro finds that spot. How easily his spine will bow upward and toward Shiro as his brows draw in, how easily he allows that whine of pleasure to slip from his lips, a ragged breath in -
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Date: 2019-05-08 01:29 am (UTC)Shiro peeks up at Keith, smiling as he finds himself loking into those half-lidded eyes. "Do you have any idea how good you look right now, baby? How sweet you sound?" Because Shiro sure knows, and would happily make sure Keith is fully aware of it.
His own expression melts in return to that smile, leaning down to press a kiss to the center of Keith's chest, soft and affectionate. But that doesn't stop him from continuing to open him up, fingers scissoring slowly apart before they go seeking, wanting to see how Keith will react for him once he finds the right spot inside him.
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Date: 2019-05-08 03:51 pm (UTC)"Figured you would." Keith couldn't help but know that Shiro wouldn't be put off, but.. felt the need to maybe give him the warning anyway. He knows he isn't the easiest person to live with, sometimes. That he's so used to operating on his own that he's often a pain in the ass, that kind of thing. But if anyone is likely to have the patience enough to deal with him, it's definitely Takashi Shirogane.
He's always appreciated Shiro for his patience and his ability to roll with the punches when it came to him, but it'll take on a whole new life, now.
Keith.. blushes, and furiously at that, as Shiro compliments him. He's not usually so bashful but it's new, different, to be here, pressed to Shiro and naked as the day he was born with Shiro moving inside him. So, in typical form, Keith dodges. "Sweet is.. uh, new.."
It kind of baffles him how easy it is to get used to Shiro moving inside him like this.. though he knows that it'll be different once it isn't his fingers. So much so that he's not expecting how it will send a jolt up his spine as Shiro finds that spot. How easily his spine will bow upward and toward Shiro as his brows draw in, how easily he allows that whine of pleasure to slip from his lips, a ragged breath in -
"Fuck - Shiro - "