[ there’s a first time for everything, huh? the quip stays silent in his head, the curve of shiro’s grin intensifying being the only retort. from one moment to the next, this has become something else entirely, so very different from the influx of desire that had them greedily grasping, gorging themselves on the pleasure of each other. every bit of shiro still thrums with need for this boy, but it’s considerably softer and more restrained. patient, that’s what it is. indulging in keith to savor every shift in body, as well as expression, is suddenly a much more seducing thought than chasing down orgasm after orgasm.

– not that he doesn’t want to make this boy cum many more times tonight.

for now, however, he’s calmed into pressing pause on their hurried movements, the whole of him relaxing and sinking into the bedding. keith takes his hand soon enough though and shiro leans up just so, allowing the reach necessary for keith to place his hand to his chest. immediately, shiro flattens his palm fully, pressing the span of it over keith’s left pec, feeling the steady thump, thump of his heart. it’s quick and it’s heavy, so intense that shiro’s surprised there aren’t rattling ribs to go along with it.

the thought has his grin shifting, tightening, curling into a smirk that’s more teasing and self-assured. ]

Fuck sounds right.

[ shiro doesn’t have room to tease; three words and he can’t even keep his voice steady. it’s breathy and dripping with desire, so honeyed with his need that he’s nearly purring. holding keith’s gaze, shiro takes his fill of adoring keith’s face, all the while blindly shifting his hand to pinch fingers at that lovely half-dime. he’s merciless with that nub, rolling it back and forth between finger and thumb.

there are so many things to say here. he wants to adorn keith with compliments, more of how breathtaking he is, how strong, how perfectly made he is to fit with his own body. he’d like to tell him how much he adores him, too, and that he can’t imagine feeling even a fraction of what he feels now for or with anyone else. instead, the softer, sweeter sentimentals grow hazy, for his gaze has traveled down to watch the encirclement of keith’s fingers. seeing that flushed head move back and forth in keith’s fist makes shiro’s thoughts grow heavy and slow, like molasses. ]

You could probably get me to cum just like this.

[ maybe? probably. he’s not there yet, not even close, but he can feel it, the potential of a slow-crescendo, of being coaxed into a crest through steady touch and suggestion. ]

Feels amazing inside you already. All it’ll take is you stroking yourself, teasing me to madness by showing off your sexy body and moaning my name… a little flex and the perfect shift of your hips and I bet I’ll burst.

[ he gives keith’s nip another pinch and then drags his hand down, coasting through the lines of his abs and then to touch the wrist of the hand slowly jerking off. he doesn’t change or aid the motion, he merely holds on to ride out the movement. ]

Would you like that, baby? Do you wanna be full of my cum?