[ keith bites down hard on the inside of his cheek as the digit slips in deeper still. again, not painful, not uncomfortable -- just weird to have something moving around inside him that way. eased along by the lube, the motion is smooth when he isn't clenching on reflex that is, but his body just can't decide if it wants the finger in or out. the thing that keeps keith in place is the absolute comfort in knowing that he has the final say in this. if, at any point, it gets too intense he can simply shuffle a few steps forward and forget about this whole thing.
it's while that finger is fully seated and keith can feel the heel of the man's palm on his cheeks that it even occurs too him that maybe being half galra, he doesn't actually have a prostate. it's not exactly a gland that's obvious from the outside, so how would anyone even know? the thought makes him tense all the way up again, missing a beat and throwing his entire breathing cycle off schedule. maybe this is something he should've taken pains to figure out for himself first before entrusting a person to go probing in his ass for it. or maybe this exercise is still worth doing if there's a future in which he has to have glandless anal sex just to know and get it over with.
pessimism rising and mood plummeting, keith resumes breathing in that same methodical way as before. and then, a jolt shoots straight down his spine. keith gasps audibly, thighs twitching as he inadvertently leans harder on the chair. the jolts come faster then as the guy starts kneading and bullying a spot inside. keith mewls, whines high as he shakes, part from the electric shocks coursing straight to his soft dick and partly out of pure relief. breath already kicking up into soft panting, keith moans in sync with the pressure. when he's given the tiniest bit of reprieve, he respositions himself, leaning more heavily on his right to grab his hardening cock with his left to stroke soothingly.
fuck. he could cum just like this, and somehow doesn't want to. not just yet. abandoning his cock then, he reaches behind and pulls at his asshceek, holding himself more open for the guy. show me is what he'd said, and keith wants to be shown. ]
... contrary maru wants to talk about tolkien more
it's while that finger is fully seated and keith can feel the heel of the man's palm on his cheeks that it even occurs too him that maybe being half galra, he doesn't actually have a prostate. it's not exactly a gland that's obvious from the outside, so how would anyone even know? the thought makes him tense all the way up again, missing a beat and throwing his entire breathing cycle off schedule. maybe this is something he should've taken pains to figure out for himself first before entrusting a person to go probing in his ass for it. or maybe this exercise is still worth doing if there's a future in which he has to have glandless anal sex just to know and get it over with.
pessimism rising and mood plummeting, keith resumes breathing in that same methodical way as before. and then, a jolt shoots straight down his spine. keith gasps audibly, thighs twitching as he inadvertently leans harder on the chair. the jolts come faster then as the guy starts kneading and bullying a spot inside. keith mewls, whines high as he shakes, part from the electric shocks coursing straight to his soft dick and partly out of pure relief. breath already kicking up into soft panting, keith moans in sync with the pressure. when he's given the tiniest bit of reprieve, he respositions himself, leaning more heavily on his right to grab his hardening cock with his left to stroke soothingly.
fuck. he could cum just like this, and somehow doesn't want to. not just yet. abandoning his cock then, he reaches behind and pulls at his asshceek, holding himself more open for the guy. show me is what he'd said, and keith wants to be shown. ]