[ so he’ll take what he can get? in this case, a smaller, shorter, mostly stationary plug? keith has gone all shy but shiro has not. he beams wide, delighted both from keith’s willingness to keep his cum tightly dammed up inside and his readiness to admit that shiro is the immediate thought in his head. hand still at his lower back, shiro curls his fingers, blunt nails catching gently. ]
Sorry, baby… like I said, you wore me out.
[ a quick nap, that’s all he needs. maybe his body will kickstart awake in the middle of the night; would keith be opposed to round four then? the idea of having his sleep interrupted used to be a constant. shiro’s bout of insomnia hasn’t dissipated entirely, but he has managed to keep the worst of the nightmares away ever since keith started sharing his bed. unsurprising, he thinks, because who wouldn’t sleep well with this beautiful boy snuggled close, shiro sometimes waking to a nose at his throat and other times, coming awake to a mouth full of tangled hair. it’s more than a warm body sleeping beside him, though. it’s because it’s keith, the only one capable of pulling off the impossible feat of making shiro feel safe.
the thump-thump of his heart beats harder with this wave of fondness; heart spun, shiro is sweet and doting, leaning over to kiss keith’s shoulder. one, two and then he lets up on that hard pressure, resting his head back on the pillow, ever closer. ]
How about instead, I hold you until you fall asleep?
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Sorry, baby… like I said, you wore me out.
[ a quick nap, that’s all he needs. maybe his body will kickstart awake in the middle of the night; would keith be opposed to round four then? the idea of having his sleep interrupted used to be a constant. shiro’s bout of insomnia hasn’t dissipated entirely, but he has managed to keep the worst of the nightmares away ever since keith started sharing his bed. unsurprising, he thinks, because who wouldn’t sleep well with this beautiful boy snuggled close, shiro sometimes waking to a nose at his throat and other times, coming awake to a mouth full of tangled hair. it’s more than a warm body sleeping beside him, though. it’s because it’s keith, the only one capable of pulling off the impossible feat of making shiro feel safe.
the thump-thump of his heart beats harder with this wave of fondness; heart spun, shiro is sweet and doting, leaning over to kiss keith’s shoulder. one, two and then he lets up on that hard pressure, resting his head back on the pillow, ever closer. ]
How about instead, I hold you until you fall asleep?