[ with the slow, gentle way things are going? of course keith anticipates that shiro will pick tongue, and it's almost funny just how ready keith is for that because he's never done that for anyone before. in fact, if he lets rational thought catch up to the feather-light joy spinning inside his head, then the prospect might actually become more daunting. there's a lot that keith's learned about getting people off, but using his mouth on that particular spot is kind of obscene, isn't it?
and yet, none of that matters because shiro matters. the man he's in love with deserves every kind, loving gesture the universe has to offer, and keith can't wait to give it to him. but shiro surprises him, throwing keith off his mental script on how to give shiro the best tonguing of his life. stupidly, he blurts: ]
Huh?
[ fingers. keith glances down, like he's seeing his cum-slicked fingers still poised around shiro's rim like he's seeing them for the first time. realizing a beat later that this has to look ridiculous, keith flushes warmly and laughs. even more ridiculous is the fact it's hard to stop laughing once it starts, even as he positions his thumb and index around the tight ring of muscle to gently tease shiro open. ]
Even after I promise to take care of you in exactly the way you want, you still think I'd tease you mercilessly, huh?
[ the question is fond, even through the obvious teasing. keith shifts, leaning forward to drop a kiss at the cleft of cheeks before lifting up onto his thighs, free hand reaching to scoop up a wet line of slick trickling between his legs. ]
Should I be miffed or just overjoyed that you know me so well?
[ or perhaps a bit of both? still grinning way too broadly for the idea of any real offense to be taken seriously, keith gives shiro's waiting hole a playful tap with his slicked fingers. watching the delicate flutter of it only intensifies the desire to put his lips there to placate with a silencing kiss though, which he said he wouldn't do for now, so....
lifting his gaze to look directly at shiro's face, keith smiles a little softer. ]
I love you.
[ and it's almost funny again to think about how different things had been for him. in his mind's eye, keith can see the moment he'd turned his ass towards a hole in a balsawood door for a stranger to finger his body nice and open. control had been the predominant focus in his mind. wanting control, wanting to be the final say in how he experienced sex in this particular way.
on the other side of that door, shiro can't have been looking at his ass and thinking i love you. heh, shiro was probably just thinking about getting off, if anything. he could ask now, he supposes, but the specifics of that first time they'd unknowingly had sex with each other doesn't really matter.
one way or another, they're here now. choosing to grow with each other and expand on the kind of intimacy the want to share, but all the same keith hopes shiro isn't worried about control now as he gently, gingerly pushes his index inside.
careful and slow, keith keeps his eyes on his boyfriend's face, watching for any signs of discomfort as he slips in deeper to the first knuckle, then to the second. no rush, of course, even though the renewed throb of his cock makes patience an elusive quality. as shiro relaxes, keith finally lets his gaze drop down to the thoroughly arousing sight of his finger penetrating. with an approving huff, keith feeds the last bit of his index inside. ]
Baby, you're so tight.
[ it's stating the obvious, but thoroughly absorbed with the enormity of what they're doing, keith forgets to keep his more inane observations to himself. biting his lower lip, he begins experimentally pushing his finger in and out, nice and slow, and of course.. searching to make himself known to a friendly gland.
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and yet, none of that matters because shiro matters. the man he's in love with deserves every kind, loving gesture the universe has to offer, and keith can't wait to give it to him. but shiro surprises him, throwing keith off his mental script on how to give shiro the best tonguing of his life. stupidly, he blurts: ]
Huh?
[ fingers. keith glances down, like he's seeing his cum-slicked fingers still poised around shiro's rim like he's seeing them for the first time. realizing a beat later that this has to look ridiculous, keith flushes warmly and laughs. even more ridiculous is the fact it's hard to stop laughing once it starts, even as he positions his thumb and index around the tight ring of muscle to gently tease shiro open. ]
Even after I promise to take care of you in exactly the way you want, you still think I'd tease you mercilessly, huh?
[ the question is fond, even through the obvious teasing. keith shifts, leaning forward to drop a kiss at the cleft of cheeks before lifting up onto his thighs, free hand reaching to scoop up a wet line of slick trickling between his legs. ]
Should I be miffed or just overjoyed that you know me so well?
[ or perhaps a bit of both? still grinning way too broadly for the idea of any real offense to be taken seriously, keith gives shiro's waiting hole a playful tap with his slicked fingers. watching the delicate flutter of it only intensifies the desire to put his lips there to placate with a silencing kiss though, which he said he wouldn't do for now, so....
lifting his gaze to look directly at shiro's face, keith smiles a little softer. ]
I love you.
[ and it's almost funny again to think about how different things had been for him. in his mind's eye, keith can see the moment he'd turned his ass towards a hole in a balsawood door for a stranger to finger his body nice and open. control had been the predominant focus in his mind. wanting control, wanting to be the final say in how he experienced sex in this particular way.
on the other side of that door, shiro can't have been looking at his ass and thinking i love you. heh, shiro was probably just thinking about getting off, if anything. he could ask now, he supposes, but the specifics of that first time they'd unknowingly had sex with each other doesn't really matter.
one way or another, they're here now. choosing to grow with each other and expand on the kind of intimacy the want to share, but all the same keith hopes shiro isn't worried about control now as he gently, gingerly pushes his index inside.
careful and slow, keith keeps his eyes on his boyfriend's face, watching for any signs of discomfort as he slips in deeper to the first knuckle, then to the second. no rush, of course, even though the renewed throb of his cock makes patience an elusive quality. as shiro relaxes, keith finally lets his gaze drop down to the thoroughly arousing sight of his finger penetrating. with an approving huff, keith feeds the last bit of his index inside. ]
Baby, you're so tight.
[ it's stating the obvious, but thoroughly absorbed with the enormity of what they're doing, keith forgets to keep his more inane observations to himself. biting his lower lip, he begins experimentally pushing his finger in and out, nice and slow, and of course.. searching to make himself known to a friendly gland.