[ one finger, two finger, three. shiro prompted keith to do this. shiro is the one who had more time to come to terms with the next step in their plan, seeing as it came to life in his mind first… but he’s the one who is far more affected by it. struck-dumb, shiro’s gone slack in the jaw and soft in the features, eyes rounded and dry as he delays a necessary blink. it’s just so filthy; the position, the fingers, the mess…
how is he so wet?
he watches keith squeeze around his own fingers and he can almost feel it, his body reacting to the phantom touch of keith wrapped around his dick. again, he shudders through a moan, only for him to stutter and stall, noise cutting off for a sharp inhale instead.
when is that word going to lose some of its power over him? ]
Keith!
[ voice hitting a scandalized pitch, shiro tries not to fall prey to it but… well, of course now he’s thinking about showing keith. he’s meant to be getting up, he reminds himself. and he does, absentmindedly and bumbling, nearly tipping off the edge of the bed before getting his foot down to the floor. but instead of thinking of his original task of fetching the butt plug, now he’s thinking of his tablet. ]
I should take a picture of you now. You look…
[ his cock hangs soft and useless between his legs, but that doesn’t mean he lacks heat. he’s warm and wanting, eyes hungry with the way he stares down at his boyfriend done up on the bed like an absolute treat. ]
no subject
how is he so wet?
he watches keith squeeze around his own fingers and he can almost feel it, his body reacting to the phantom touch of keith wrapped around his dick. again, he shudders through a moan, only for him to stutter and stall, noise cutting off for a sharp inhale instead.
when is that word going to lose some of its power over him? ]
Keith!
[ voice hitting a scandalized pitch, shiro tries not to fall prey to it but… well, of course now he’s thinking about showing keith. he’s meant to be getting up, he reminds himself. and he does, absentmindedly and bumbling, nearly tipping off the edge of the bed before getting his foot down to the floor. but instead of thinking of his original task of fetching the butt plug, now he’s thinking of his tablet. ]
I should take a picture of you now. You look…
[ his cock hangs soft and useless between his legs, but that doesn’t mean he lacks heat. he’s warm and wanting, eyes hungry with the way he stares down at his boyfriend done up on the bed like an absolute treat. ]
Fuck. You’re gonna make me lose my mind again.