[ the bang diverts both their attentions. as determined as keith may have been to keep his eyes on shiro, sudden sharp noises have a way of being harbingers of disaster. would that have been preferable to the reciprocal throaty groan of the guy another hole down, followed by more frenetic pounding and slamming? keith swallows hard, trying not to stare but finds that bizarre paralysis from before is back full force, keeping him locked in place as heat blooms across his cheeks and threatens to spread lower.
fuck. it's not that he finds any of this arousing -- it's not. this whole orgy is as awkward as it is embarrassing, and keith doesn't like being presented with an all too vivid image of what his own pleasure seeking looked like. the banging cuts off aburptly as something wet drips from the corners of the man's mouth. keith bites his lower lip anxiously as he looks past him and towards the door on the far side of the hallway. the dim lighting makes it hard to see exactly how many people are here, but the air is full of slick, wet noises and lewd grumblings.
it's -- it's been a while. prior to porn prison, keith hadn't really thought of himself as a person with requirements for intimacy and touch. outside of the occasiol jerk off session to help him relax, he hadn't really felt compelled to go looking for more. being with shiro has changed that, but before shiro it'd been anon who made him think that maybe intinacy with others wasn't so bad? again, he swallows, trying not to stare at a waiting phallus pushed through a hole further dwon the line.
it's strange really, how had this ever felt safe? him and anon were alone. sure, but there'd always been risks and potential for abuse and it had simply never happened. anon made it feel safe to explore things keith felt he couldn't, and now? anon isn't that at all. just... just another dick in the facility.
keith isn't looking at shiro by the time his boyfriend collects himself enough to speak, but the words sure as hell startle him into doing that. fuck. horrified by the thought, and just as mortified by shiro's innocence here, keith's face and ears burn hot as he stammers: ]
I- [ shit. the thought hadn't even crossed his mind that this isn't a voluntary orgy at all. for all he knows, a public suck off is the only way out of this fun house and anxiety twists his stomach into knots. ] No.
[ no? like porn prison has ever cared about his deisres? ]
Not like this.
[ because being intimate with shiro is supposed to be different. on their terms, for starters. trying to get a grip on himself, keith takes a deep breath then remembers: ]
If we can't get out that door, I'm breaking it with my bayard.
don't jinx it!!
fuck. it's not that he finds any of this arousing -- it's not. this whole orgy is as awkward as it is embarrassing, and keith doesn't like being presented with an all too vivid image of what his own pleasure seeking looked like. the banging cuts off aburptly as something wet drips from the corners of the man's mouth. keith bites his lower lip anxiously as he looks past him and towards the door on the far side of the hallway. the dim lighting makes it hard to see exactly how many people are here, but the air is full of slick, wet noises and lewd grumblings.
it's -- it's been a while. prior to porn prison, keith hadn't really thought of himself as a person with requirements for intimacy and touch. outside of the occasiol jerk off session to help him relax, he hadn't really felt compelled to go looking for more. being with shiro has changed that, but before shiro it'd been anon who made him think that maybe intinacy with others wasn't so bad? again, he swallows, trying not to stare at a waiting phallus pushed through a hole further dwon the line.
it's strange really, how had this ever felt safe? him and anon were alone. sure, but there'd always been risks and potential for abuse and it had simply never happened. anon made it feel safe to explore things keith felt he couldn't, and now? anon isn't that at all. just... just another dick in the facility.
keith isn't looking at shiro by the time his boyfriend collects himself enough to speak, but the words sure as hell startle him into doing that. fuck. horrified by the thought, and just as mortified by shiro's innocence here, keith's face and ears burn hot as he stammers: ]
I- [ shit. the thought hadn't even crossed his mind that this isn't a voluntary orgy at all. for all he knows, a public suck off is the only way out of this fun house and anxiety twists his stomach into knots. ] No.
[ no? like porn prison has ever cared about his deisres? ]
Not like this.
[ because being intimate with shiro is supposed to be different. on their terms, for starters. trying to get a grip on himself, keith takes a deep breath then remembers: ]
If we can't get out that door, I'm breaking it with my bayard.