[ it’s all just a ploy to get keith talking. yes, okay, shiro is fully committed to leading keith through this and maintaining control, to allow keith the safety and security of completely falling apart. it’s just – keith has such a pretty voice. it’s all rough and breathy, the rawness of his desire coming out in the slur of syllables and stutter of words. keith’s a greedy boy, but shiro is, too, and at present, shiro wants to hear his boyfriend try to articulate what it is he wants. that’s part of it, too, honestly. it isn’t just shiro thirsty to hear the ruin in keith’s voice. prompting keith nudges him closer and closer to becoming comfortable saying what it is he wants, what he needs. it’s a healthy exercise for a boy who harbors some semblance of guilt for wanting things for himself; shiro is intent on demonstrating to keith that it’s good that he tells him where to put his mouth.

so no, shiro isn’t going to deny him, despite keith cheating on the answer and asking for three uses of his mouth. he will tease him, however. ]

I’ll give you what you want… but I’ve only got one mouth, Keith. [his smile curls slow, a touch mischievously. he shifts up, pitching over to find the jut of keith’s left hip. ] Patience.

[ – yields focus, yada yada. shiro is focusing, at the very least, by bending down to give keith’s hip the same treatment as his thigh. even with the high crest of his hipbone but more anterior to his front than his side, shiro lavishes that softened skin with attention that grows wetter and hungrier with each tick. throughout, he keeps a hand on keith’s cock, fingertips idly shifting with gentle explorations of those ridges. skin sufficiently bruised, shiro lifts up and swings further anterior, dipping down to, without much warning, issue one very brief, very smooth kiss to keith’s cockhead. ]

Collarbone next, you wanted?

[ he’s grinning and licking his lips, chasing the bit of salty flavor there. crawling back up, he, unfortunately, has to let go of keith’s cock. he hopes to make up for it though as he finds the line of keith’s collarbones, going for the left side. it’s a delicate looking thing and he almost hesitates in treating it so roughly, but there at the middle, below the hard notch, shiro is quick to suck hard and bite with single-minded intention. soon, it’s ruddy and glistening with spit. shiro delights in staring at it, only to then turn that same, heated gaze to keith’s neck. ]

I think I should put one on your neck, too. [ keith’s cock is meant to be next and god yes, shiro wants that in his mouth just as much as keith wants to put it there, but shiro is drawn in to the perfect arch and length of keith’s throat. he noses in and adjusts the lean of his body. it’s not the same as the heat of his mouth but… he lines up their hips and rolls his own, sliding his cock against keith’s. he nips to muffle his moan, mumbling: ]

Should leave lots of marks here. Then everyone will see, everyone will know.