[ that gets the other hand to split fingers, creating a similar gap for shiro to observe keith through. it doesn't change much in terms of view – still the same smiling eyes, albeit fonder now – but it does ease the way for shiro to give up on his hiding altogether. is it surprising that shiro is surprised? keith was here a month before shiro arrived. they don't talk much at all of their experiences with other inmates but shiro has confirmation from the source that keith, at the very least, hooked up with lance. even then, even without that, judging from the eagerness of that tongue and the lack of hesitation in sliding those lips down…
aphrodisiac, that's the more likely explanation to that hungry boldness than shy, generally reclusive keith racking up extensive, regularly sought experience in cock sucking. it's a tricky situation, deciding whether he's disappointed or relieved. disappointed only in that that was keith's first experience: drugged and coerced into a rushed affair. whereas relief stems from the obvious: he was first and for a time, only. ]
I wouldn’t have guessed. [ seems he's leaning more into relief; that feeling gatewaying right into soft excitement and brimming awe. ] You were… exceptional.
[ truthfully, it's all a bit hazy, the drug having blurred the detailed sharpness of his memory. no matter. the compliment is still true, he knows it is. because he agonized, he wanted, and inevitably, he caved to the desire to leave an anonymous note. so, truly, that man in the library – keith – had been good.
by now, shiro has uncovered his face; his smiling face. he's still got a twinge of shyness that keeps his gaze soft, but not so much that he keeps his hands idle. one twists to roll keith's grip from his wrist and take that hand in his. the other reaches down, touching keith's knee to smooth up along his thigh. ]
I’m your first here, too, right?
[ fresh from his orgasm, he's oversensitive, even if his mortification has dulled his awareness of it. he feels it now, however, when he flexes his ass and presses his hips up, shifting his soft cock inside keith just a faint amount. ]
so modest
aphrodisiac, that's the more likely explanation to that hungry boldness than shy, generally reclusive keith racking up extensive, regularly sought experience in cock sucking. it's a tricky situation, deciding whether he's disappointed or relieved. disappointed only in that that was keith's first experience: drugged and coerced into a rushed affair. whereas relief stems from the obvious: he was first and for a time, only. ]
I wouldn’t have guessed. [ seems he's leaning more into relief; that feeling gatewaying right into soft excitement and brimming awe. ] You were… exceptional.
[ truthfully, it's all a bit hazy, the drug having blurred the detailed sharpness of his memory. no matter. the compliment is still true, he knows it is. because he agonized, he wanted, and inevitably, he caved to the desire to leave an anonymous note. so, truly, that man in the library – keith – had been good.
by now, shiro has uncovered his face; his smiling face. he's still got a twinge of shyness that keeps his gaze soft, but not so much that he keeps his hands idle. one twists to roll keith's grip from his wrist and take that hand in his. the other reaches down, touching keith's knee to smooth up along his thigh. ]
I’m your first here, too, right?
[ fresh from his orgasm, he's oversensitive, even if his mortification has dulled his awareness of it. he feels it now, however, when he flexes his ass and presses his hips up, shifting his soft cock inside keith just a faint amount. ]