[ the chronology of their relationship is strange, to put it mildly. they've been together for a while, but even if their having sex together seems like it's been a more recent development, the truth of the matter is that they've been fucking long before they were together at all. unpacking all of it would only keith a massive headache, so he hasn't really made much effort to try.
even so, it'd seemed like a safe bet to assume shiro had never been too enthused with he prospect of anything going inside his ass. after all, anon had never once turned around and presented his own ass at the hole in the door, and shiro has, up until now, never offered himself up in this way. strung along by a hefty dose of hormones and potpourri, keith remains sold wholesale that this change in attitude has everything to do with the fact that they've unlocked a new level of trust and care and love for each other. it makes sense, right? shiro not wanting to be this way with someone he doesn't love and trust.
keith wants nothing more than to prove himself worthy of that level of trust, and yet... the second shiro rocks against the finger pressed to his hole, the signal goes straight to keith's cock and turns sweet, patient intentions filthy. he groans, unable to bat aside the temptation to tease that fluttery hole with more pressure, pushing just hard enough for the tip of his finger to slip inde. ]
Fuck....
[ audibly dazed and dumbstruck with the sight of any part of himself swallowed up in the tight heat of his boyfriend's body, keith is exceptionally sluggish to remember lube is ... actually pretty important.
before the caveman's impulse to slip his finger deeper inside can grow further roots, keith pulls out and settles for teasing around the outer edges of the rim. ]
We need lube for that babe...
[ if he sounds distracted, it's because he is. his eyes stay on shiro's hole, absolutely fucking mesmerized by watching untouched muscles spasm. but having said that out loud, where does shiro keep lube, anyway? does he even have any around at this point? it's at this point that keith finally tears his gaze up to look at shiro's face. ]
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even so, it'd seemed like a safe bet to assume shiro had never been too enthused with he prospect of anything going inside his ass. after all, anon had never once turned around and presented his own ass at the hole in the door, and shiro has, up until now, never offered himself up in this way. strung along by a hefty dose of hormones and potpourri, keith remains sold wholesale that this change in attitude has everything to do with the fact that they've unlocked a new level of trust and care and love for each other. it makes sense, right? shiro not wanting to be this way with someone he doesn't love and trust.
keith wants nothing more than to prove himself worthy of that level of trust, and yet... the second shiro rocks against the finger pressed to his hole, the signal goes straight to keith's cock and turns sweet, patient intentions filthy. he groans, unable to bat aside the temptation to tease that fluttery hole with more pressure, pushing just hard enough for the tip of his finger to slip inde. ]
Fuck....
[ audibly dazed and dumbstruck with the sight of any part of himself swallowed up in the tight heat of his boyfriend's body, keith is exceptionally sluggish to remember lube is ... actually pretty important.
before the caveman's impulse to slip his finger deeper inside can grow further roots, keith pulls out and settles for teasing around the outer edges of the rim. ]
We need lube for that babe...
[ if he sounds distracted, it's because he is. his eyes stay on shiro's hole, absolutely fucking mesmerized by watching untouched muscles spasm. but having said that out loud, where does shiro keep lube, anyway? does he even have any around at this point? it's at this point that keith finally tears his gaze up to look at shiro's face. ]
Is there any in your locker?