[ he rather enjoys that about keith. he’s a daredevil. not that agreeing to some spanking from his own boyfriend is anything worthy of being dubbed brave in the usual sense, but it does require a certain level of boldness to put oneself out there like that. keith indulges shiro a lot, and it means a great deal to shiro that he does. he says yes far more often than he says no and while that doesn’t always equal the good, sane option, it certainly livens up their friendship.
god, he’s even tacking on a sir; this boy is spoiling him. shiro huffs a soft, amused sound, expression delighted and faintly awed, like he can’t quite believe that they’ve found themselves here. he’s excited, though, to make all those delicious images in his head come true. he starts first by resisting the urge to swoop back down to kiss keith deep and filthy, and instead, pitches his weight more heavily to his galra arm, his other lifting to cup the side of keith’s face. ]
Good. You’ve acknowledged your mistake. [ the heaviness of his voice does nothing to overshadow how pleased he sounds, even if the words come out gruffer. pushing his hand up then, he pulls back keith’s bangs to unobscure the entirety of that pretty face. ] That’ll earn you one less spank.
[ and he pulls his hand away. he pulls away entirely, actually. lifting further to untrap keith below him, shiro moves to the side and shoves his hand underneath the other pillow to pull out a bottle of lube that he, thankfully, had the foresight to stash there earlier today. ]
Though, who knows, by the end of this, maybe that will be considered its own punishment, rather than a reward.
[ it’s already a bit of a punishment for shiro. his cock continues to throb and ache, all the way down to his sack. mercifully, he gives himself a squeeze as he shifts over to the edge of the bed, throwing his legs over to sit on his ass. the lube is dropped close to his hip, slightly behind him, and then he’s looking over at keith. he offers up a cocksure grin, lashes fanned a little lower. his hand is back on his cock, but now, it’s to press his palm to it and hold it there against his abdominals, opening up the entirety of his lap. ]
Come. Lay yourself over my lap.
[ thickened thighs await him, shiro, of course, going the extra step of flexing his quads, just to showcase the clear cuts of muscle. ]
you are, you are, i appreciate you at 7:30 AM. i've doomed us all.
god, he’s even tacking on a sir; this boy is spoiling him. shiro huffs a soft, amused sound, expression delighted and faintly awed, like he can’t quite believe that they’ve found themselves here. he’s excited, though, to make all those delicious images in his head come true. he starts first by resisting the urge to swoop back down to kiss keith deep and filthy, and instead, pitches his weight more heavily to his galra arm, his other lifting to cup the side of keith’s face. ]
Good. You’ve acknowledged your mistake. [ the heaviness of his voice does nothing to overshadow how pleased he sounds, even if the words come out gruffer. pushing his hand up then, he pulls back keith’s bangs to unobscure the entirety of that pretty face. ] That’ll earn you one less spank.
[ and he pulls his hand away. he pulls away entirely, actually. lifting further to untrap keith below him, shiro moves to the side and shoves his hand underneath the other pillow to pull out a bottle of lube that he, thankfully, had the foresight to stash there earlier today. ]
Though, who knows, by the end of this, maybe that will be considered its own punishment, rather than a reward.
[ it’s already a bit of a punishment for shiro. his cock continues to throb and ache, all the way down to his sack. mercifully, he gives himself a squeeze as he shifts over to the edge of the bed, throwing his legs over to sit on his ass. the lube is dropped close to his hip, slightly behind him, and then he’s looking over at keith. he offers up a cocksure grin, lashes fanned a little lower. his hand is back on his cock, but now, it’s to press his palm to it and hold it there against his abdominals, opening up the entirety of his lap. ]
Come. Lay yourself over my lap.
[ thickened thighs await him, shiro, of course, going the extra step of flexing his quads, just to showcase the clear cuts of muscle. ]