[ after one final squeeze, shiro moves away and shuffles to roll on his side. in spite of his newfound freedom, keith stays put for another beat, then gingerly straightens out one leg after the other to gently lower his belly to the bed. sticky from head to toe, keith drops his face onto a pillow and ets out a muffled noise that's part groan and part relief.
allowing himself go boneless for a moment, keith breathes in the faintly sweaty musk of the sheets before twisting just his face to look at his boyfriend beside him. ]
Maybe.
[ repeated with a heavy dose of exaggerated incredulity, keith reaches across to playfully swat at shiro's pec. ]
You better. Otherwise, it'll be old-timer instead of daddy from here on out.
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allowing himself go boneless for a moment, keith breathes in the faintly sweaty musk of the sheets before twisting just his face to look at his boyfriend beside him. ]
Maybe.
[ repeated with a heavy dose of exaggerated incredulity, keith reaches across to playfully swat at shiro's pec. ]
You better. Otherwise, it'll be old-timer instead of daddy from here on out.