[ the question was never intended as a challenge. in the end, keith himself isn't sure he would have cum untouched that first time. perhaps he could have if he had an adoring boyfriend guiding him through the experience rather than the sterile view of the seat of a chair, but that's not the point. keith wants shiro to relax and without any unreasonable expectations hanging over his head over how this form of intimacy between them will go.

in retrospect. keith isn't sure why he ever thought shiro wouldn't see the challenge in the question. but his boyfriend takes that another step forward, huh? with his hand taken captive, and the challenge now thrown squarely back in his face, keith slows, blinks, and then laughs as he recovers. ]

Okay.

[ is it a capitulation? not exactly. not in full. still at that careful, slow pace, he spreads his fingers, testing the stretch of shiro's rim as he resumes prepping and sneaking in a harder press or two at his prostate as his fingers move. ]

But you know it'll feel even better if I touch your cock while I fuck you, babe.
I wanna give you the best orgasm you've ever had. So.

[ -- so. keith squeezes shiro's hand before pulling it free to re-establish a firm grip on his flushed cock. ]

As sir for today, I"m gonna have to veto that.

[ and veto he does, giving shiro a slow upstroke as he gently adds a third finger to intensify the stretch and fill. three fingers aren't as girthy as a cock, but still more substantial than two, but keith hopes to ease the discomfort of it with teasing half-strokes up-down shiro's shaft. careful, and steady, keith furrows his brow , concentrating and watching for cues to ease off until finally with three spread fingers fully seated, he allows himself the single luxury of shifting until his hard cock presses up against the cleft of shiro's cheeks and groans low with approaval . ]

Fuck, just look at you.