[ they fit so well together; that’s shiro’s heartspun thought. shiro moves and keith moves, too, countering him, matching him, complimenting him, showcasing another avenue of how easy it is for them to belong within each other’s space. impatience is such an easy feeling to find right now, so again, shiro has to consciously talk himself down, silently reassuring himself of soon. soon he’ll get a shot at this gorgeous boy and – hopefully – outlast him.
the way keith is talking helps on that front. breath plays over his knuckles, in between the brush of those lips and shiro sighs happily, masking the hard thumping of his heart that has to be audible to keith, too, right? big guy is one of shiro’s favorites, so the brightening of his expression is as telling as it is instantaneous. big daddy gets a blink and then they’re right onto sir, which would have shiro’s toes curling and breath hitching if he wasn’t still stuck on the endearment of before.
is endearment even the right word? isn’t daddy kind of… lewd? maybe that’s why his dick twitches, body intrinsically reacting to the filthy implication. surprised by his reaction – and more so, not really understanding what that reaction is – shiro stares up at keith’s coy smile and shy eyes, inwardly fumbling over a kink that, up until two seconds ago, he never thought he’d be dealing with.
he’s not into it, he tells himself… but he does wonder if keith is trying to plant the seed without asking for it. why else would keith mention it?
shiro feels warm, from his face to his chest to his cock that is still dammed up inside keith. ]
You, uh… you want me to be your daddy? [ shy curiosity colors his voice, more than judgment or aversion. a pause, then a furrowing of his eyebrows. ] Does that make you baby?
Keith has been Henry'd
the way keith is talking helps on that front. breath plays over his knuckles, in between the brush of those lips and shiro sighs happily, masking the hard thumping of his heart that has to be audible to keith, too, right? big guy is one of shiro’s favorites, so the brightening of his expression is as telling as it is instantaneous. big daddy gets a blink and then they’re right onto sir, which would have shiro’s toes curling and breath hitching if he wasn’t still stuck on the endearment of before.
is endearment even the right word? isn’t daddy kind of… lewd? maybe that’s why his dick twitches, body intrinsically reacting to the filthy implication. surprised by his reaction – and more so, not really understanding what that reaction is – shiro stares up at keith’s coy smile and shy eyes, inwardly fumbling over a kink that, up until two seconds ago, he never thought he’d be dealing with.
he’s not into it, he tells himself… but he does wonder if keith is trying to plant the seed without asking for it. why else would keith mention it?
shiro feels warm, from his face to his chest to his cock that is still dammed up inside keith. ]
You, uh… you want me to be your daddy? [ shy curiosity colors his voice, more than judgment or aversion. a pause, then a furrowing of his eyebrows. ] Does that make you baby?