[ the open mouthed entryway is a sight and a half that might one day feature in keith's nightmares, but it's not necessarily a deterrent in the way that it perhaps ought to be. being cooped up on the same fucking premises for months and months on end makes novelty, even the weird and creepy kind, all the more appealing. not that they've found anything especially useful, but it's just... heh nice to be exploring with shiro while holding hands. really, that's the most regrettable part about going back to shiro's cube.
whatever misgivings he may have had about the fun house based solely on the exterior, however, still manage to be understated once they set foot inside the premises. as they walk into the narrow hall, keith physically freezes, eyes locked onto the rows of holes and the prisoners kneeling or bent over presenting before them.
the greedy suckling noises from the man closest to them snaps keith gaze towards him, but there's still a mortified, yet faraway expression on his face as he stares. in all his time spent sucking down anon's cock through the hole in the bathroom door of that house, keith has never once thought about what he looked like doing it. or more accurately, he's never once wanted to think about it. the wide stretch of this man's lips as a cock pushes in deep makes keith's body go tense as he lets out s quiet choked noise of this own.
fuck, that isn't remotely the correct reaction. distantly, keith's aware that shiro's sayigg something, but the words feel faraway and as disemboeided as the cocks poking through each little opening. ]
Uh...
[ it's all keith can manage. between that and finally snapping his eyes away from the guy happily blowing and drooling, keith has finally moved past from his initial paralysis to a sudden curdling at the pit of his stomach. is anon dick here feeding his cock into some new guy? drawing them smiley faces and telling them they mean something?
fuck. it doesn't matter. it never mattered because he's with thth shiro who means more to him that keith knows what to do with. but it stings all the same to be left behind without a word. maybe it's not at all personal and the guy just got sent back home on praole or whatever the prison official claim about disappearances, but....
no. keith gives himself a mental shake, refusing to cede any ground to grief when this is meant to be a date with his best friend. keith breathes out, arms loosening fruther around the plush as he finally, very belatedly looks at shiro with an embarrassed smile that doesn't quite reach his eyes. ]
I... sorry. Place is kinda distracting. I.. wow. Guess I always figured porn prison would be more straight forward about orgies...
YEAH WOW. idk what to do with forbidden pre midnight praise
whatever misgivings he may have had about the fun house based solely on the exterior, however, still manage to be understated once they set foot inside the premises. as they walk into the narrow hall, keith physically freezes, eyes locked onto the rows of holes and the prisoners kneeling or bent over presenting before them.
the greedy suckling noises from the man closest to them snaps keith gaze towards him, but there's still a mortified, yet faraway expression on his face as he stares. in all his time spent sucking down anon's cock through the hole in the bathroom door of that house, keith has never once thought about what he looked like doing it. or more accurately, he's never once wanted to think about it. the wide stretch of this man's lips as a cock pushes in deep makes keith's body go tense as he lets out s quiet choked noise of this own.
fuck, that isn't remotely the correct reaction. distantly, keith's aware that shiro's sayigg something, but the words feel faraway and as disemboeided as the cocks poking through each little opening. ]
Uh...
[ it's all keith can manage. between that and finally snapping his eyes away from the guy happily blowing and drooling, keith has finally moved past from his initial paralysis to a sudden curdling at the pit of his stomach. is anon dick here feeding his cock into some new guy? drawing them smiley faces and telling them they mean something?
fuck. it doesn't matter. it never mattered because he's with thth shiro who means more to him that keith knows what to do with. but it stings all the same to be left behind without a word. maybe it's not at all personal and the guy just got sent back home on praole or whatever the prison official claim about disappearances, but....
no. keith gives himself a mental shake, refusing to cede any ground to grief when this is meant to be a date with his best friend. keith breathes out, arms loosening fruther around the plush as he finally, very belatedly looks at shiro with an embarrassed smile that doesn't quite reach his eyes. ]
I... sorry. Place is kinda distracting. I.. wow. Guess I always figured porn prison would be more straight forward about orgies...