[ it's in that brief moment of pause where keith catches himself attempting to grind down on air that he remembers that sex is awkward. as amazing as exploring it with shiro is, in the moment embarrassment swallows him up whole like he's just fallen off a fucking tricycle. course correction would be as easy as holding shiro's cock in place as he settles back on, but the fact that he'd just been demanding praise keeps keith stuck grimacing internally.
but evidently, this momentary paralysis is only affecting keith. strong hands grab at his hips, and with barely a gasped yelp, keith is pushed bodily into the mattress with shiro's bulky frame draped on his back. keith groans, squirming and shifting enough to feign some resistance, but a shiver rolls visibly down his spine when words are breathed by his ear, and shiro's cock bumps the clef of his ass.]
Fuck.
[ it's not a fitting response. in fact, it doesn't address anything being said to him at all. but how the hell is he meant to? they've been going back and forth on controlling the tempo with keith ping-ponging between focused amusement and hielding mindlessly. the abrupt switch just now shortcircuits every neuron in his brain as shiro pushes in filthy and deep in a single motion.
grabbing two fistfuls of sheet, keith moans brokenly into the mattress as shiro starts fucking him with quick, snapped thursts. eyes squeezed shut, keith warbles unfinished, delirious thoughts as he struggles to lift his ass to crudely thrust his cock into the mattress in time with shiro's. ]
Fuck... this isn't-! It's not fair how you make me so hard.
[ trying to rock his hips into the mattress and getting only millimeters, keith whines and widens the split his legs for traction. >/s,all>]
C'mon, fuck me with your whole cock, daddy. Wan it... show me, please!
we both know this judgment is highly warranted???
but evidently, this momentary paralysis is only affecting keith. strong hands grab at his hips, and with barely a gasped yelp, keith is pushed bodily into the mattress with shiro's bulky frame draped on his back. keith groans, squirming and shifting enough to feign some resistance, but a shiver rolls visibly down his spine when words are breathed by his ear, and shiro's cock bumps the clef of his ass.]
Fuck.
[ it's not a fitting response. in fact, it doesn't address anything being said to him at all. but how the hell is he meant to? they've been going back and forth on controlling the tempo with keith ping-ponging between focused amusement and hielding mindlessly. the abrupt switch just now shortcircuits every neuron in his brain as shiro pushes in filthy and deep in a single motion.
grabbing two fistfuls of sheet, keith moans brokenly into the mattress as shiro starts fucking him with quick, snapped thursts. eyes squeezed shut, keith warbles unfinished, delirious thoughts as he struggles to lift his ass to crudely thrust his cock into the mattress in time with shiro's. ]
Fuck... this isn't-! It's not fair how you make me so hard.
[ trying to rock his hips into the mattress and getting only millimeters, keith whines and widens the split his legs for traction. >/s,all>]
C'mon, fuck me with your whole cock, daddy. Wan it... show me, please!