[ ...oh. oh. whatever experience keith has with dirty talk is limited at best. he's never been good with words, so trying to conjure up desire and a throb in someone's nethers with suggestion alone? it's an impossible ask.
but even so, keith has to admit he feels pretty fucking powerful right about now and it's made all the more exhilarating by his own mix of confusion and heavy arousal. see, in all the times he's fucked around with anon, it was only towards the very end that the guy ... shiro started finishing inside. the first time, keith had been so fucking out of it from his half-hour climax that he didn't exactly have any cogent thoughts on an extra load of slick in his ass, but later...
later while cleaning up and finding a steady trickle of cum leaking from his puffy hole, keith had been struck over the head with a hard-to-place blend of shame and longing. shame won the day on account of returning to his best friend's bed, but still....
watching shiro react to the filth of that moment that keith has been thoroughly unable to shake is spellbinding. goading and teasing more than anything because keith isn't sure if anyone can actually cum like this, he moans as shiro pulls at his hips and -- ]
Oh.....
[ what else is there to say? thoughts blink out of existence as keith watches his best friend unravel and molten heat splashes at his insides. fuck. keith shivers, heart racing like he's just climaxed himself through his own cock remains rock, painting abs with a fresh coat of pre.
it's impossible not to smile stupidly as keith releases his cock and lets it lewdly bounce back up in order to hold onto shiro's flesh wrist. he doesn't attempt to prise those hand away from shiro's face -- not yet, but his grip is firm, tone bright with joy. ]
That was amazing.
[ the hand still holding shiro's sack gives it another gentle squeeze. ]
I mean, fuck -- I have to wait for you to get hard again, but... wow. Just wow.
Important. Research.!!!!
but even so, keith has to admit he feels pretty fucking powerful right about now and it's made all the more exhilarating by his own mix of confusion and heavy arousal. see, in all the times he's fucked around with anon, it was only towards the very end that the guy ... shiro started finishing inside. the first time, keith had been so fucking out of it from his half-hour climax that he didn't exactly have any cogent thoughts on an extra load of slick in his ass, but later...
later while cleaning up and finding a steady trickle of cum leaking from his puffy hole, keith had been struck over the head with a hard-to-place blend of shame and longing. shame won the day on account of returning to his best friend's bed, but still....
watching shiro react to the filth of that moment that keith has been thoroughly unable to shake is spellbinding. goading and teasing more than anything because keith isn't sure if anyone can actually cum like this, he moans as shiro pulls at his hips and -- ]
Oh.....
[ what else is there to say? thoughts blink out of existence as keith watches his best friend unravel and molten heat splashes at his insides. fuck. keith shivers, heart racing like he's just climaxed himself through his own cock remains rock, painting abs with a fresh coat of pre.
it's impossible not to smile stupidly as keith releases his cock and lets it lewdly bounce back up in order to hold onto shiro's flesh wrist. he doesn't attempt to prise those hand away from shiro's face -- not yet, but his grip is firm, tone bright with joy. ]
That was amazing.
[ the hand still holding shiro's sack gives it another gentle squeeze. ]
I mean, fuck -- I have to wait for you to get hard again, but... wow. Just wow.