[ who says it'll be over? it's shiro's first question and it damn near short circuits keith's brain during the kneejerk attempt to answer. he opens his mouth, mumbling a stuttered: ]
The ru-.... [ before promptly falling into confused silence that's as subtle as the bafflement all but spelled out on keith's face. what rules is keith even talking about? the unstated one between him and anon about getting off and getting out? the one between him and shiro about not getting too close to others if it can be avoided? the prison rules that keith stubbornly spites by refusing to enjoy what is technically considered enjoyable? some unholy combination of all three things at the same time?
keith stares up helplessly lost as shiro hovers above him. just when the fuck did he even start caring about adhering to rules anyway? who is he right now, acting like some dazed virgin when he's had his mouth and ass claimed so many times before by shiro?
keith opens and shuts his mouth, trying to curb whatever ridiculous thing is happening in his head in tandem with the heavy throb of his balls. perhaps a little laughably, the only thing keith thinks to do is fucking nod. nod along like a good boy to the suggestion that he indeed can cum many, many times in one session, eyes going a pinch wider as he thinks back to that night anon -- shiro had fucked him while he was still more galra than human.
it's a dangerous box to re-open though because even in skipping through the memory of it, keith's dick gives another longing twitch as a low, hungry whine escapes his lips. is that what shiro wants to do to him now? make him cum so much and so often that he's rendered completely incoherent?
the shiver that rolls down his body spans keith in totality, from a subtle shake of his head as he tips it back on the pillow to show off his heavily marked throat down his curling toes. ]
Okay. I'll be good.
[ it's barely above whisper registers, but his voice is low and sultry. but there's one thing that has to be clarified, right? if shiro's going to try for what he did that night, then... ]
... but you mean spank not wring, don't you?
[ one day keith will understand his propensity to take things vey literally gets him in trouble. today is not that day. ]
it is a mystery
The ru-.... [ before promptly falling into confused silence that's as subtle as the bafflement all but spelled out on keith's face. what rules is keith even talking about? the unstated one between him and anon about getting off and getting out? the one between him and shiro about not getting too close to others if it can be avoided? the prison rules that keith stubbornly spites by refusing to enjoy what is technically considered enjoyable? some unholy combination of all three things at the same time?
keith stares up helplessly lost as shiro hovers above him. just when the fuck did he even start caring about adhering to rules anyway? who is he right now, acting like some dazed virgin when he's had his mouth and ass claimed so many times before by shiro?
keith opens and shuts his mouth, trying to curb whatever ridiculous thing is happening in his head in tandem with the heavy throb of his balls. perhaps a little laughably, the only thing keith thinks to do is fucking nod. nod along like a good boy to the suggestion that he indeed can cum many, many times in one session, eyes going a pinch wider as he thinks back to that night anon -- shiro had fucked him while he was still more galra than human.
it's a dangerous box to re-open though because even in skipping through the memory of it, keith's dick gives another longing twitch as a low, hungry whine escapes his lips. is that what shiro wants to do to him now? make him cum so much and so often that he's rendered completely incoherent?
the shiver that rolls down his body spans keith in totality, from a subtle shake of his head as he tips it back on the pillow to show off his heavily marked throat down his curling toes. ]
Okay. I'll be good.
[ it's barely above whisper registers, but his voice is low and sultry. but there's one thing that has to be clarified, right? if shiro's going to try for what he did that night, then... ]
... but you mean spank not wring, don't you?
[ one day keith will understand his propensity to take things vey literally gets him in trouble. today is not that day. ]