[ what an absolute tease! enticing shiro's ever present weakness for a good challenge, getting him to agree, and then deciding nah? if shiro's prostate wasn't currently being bullied as his rim is being meticulously widened with splitting fingers, he would have fought more than the pathetically pitched whine that slips free. breath is further denied to him as keith wriggles away to get his hand back on his cock and soon, with that first stroke, he moans, again too high pitched to be anything other than embarrassing.
he's almost glad for the discomfort of that third finger, because it cuts off the laboring of his panting, at least for a few seconds as he reflexively holds his breath and braces. realizing that this is the opposite of what he should be doing, he exhales heavily and redraws, using his breath to forcibly relax the rest of his body. at least, the best he can. tension continues to hold despite his best efforts and it isn't until keith's gotten a few more strokes in that some of that uncomfortably full feeling begins to ebb. it's then that he finally processes what keith said.
sir? right. keith is sir.
being the good boy that he is, shiro immediately plays into that. ]
Difficult to, sir.
[ look at himself. he can – if he beats the fluttering of his lashes and the rolling back of his eyes – look down the length of his body, to eye the contrast between keith's pale skin and the rosiness of his cock peeking between those fingers. he can even follow the motion of keith's other arm as his hand works between his cheeks. other than that, though? shiro has no concrete idea of what the fuck his face is doing, other than it likely being utterly embarrassing. ]
I'll have to take your word for it.
[ not that keith actually said he was gorgeous or approving or anything of the like. it's there in the huskiness of his voice, though, as well in the heaviness of his gaze. keith likes what he sees. gaining keith's approval isn't a new phenomenon in the least, but it's especially potent right now and so, shiro is unfiltered and perhaps, too hasty in his need for it. is he ready to take keith's cock? maybe, maybe not. there's a tightness to him that remains, but either way, he rolls his ass against keith's cock, moan wanton and inviting. ]
Describe what I look like while you put that pretty cock inside me?
companderie... wtf. I meant commandeer. this is why I shouldn't tag on my phone
he's almost glad for the discomfort of that third finger, because it cuts off the laboring of his panting, at least for a few seconds as he reflexively holds his breath and braces. realizing that this is the opposite of what he should be doing, he exhales heavily and redraws, using his breath to forcibly relax the rest of his body. at least, the best he can. tension continues to hold despite his best efforts and it isn't until keith's gotten a few more strokes in that some of that uncomfortably full feeling begins to ebb. it's then that he finally processes what keith said.
sir? right. keith is sir.
being the good boy that he is, shiro immediately plays into that. ]
Difficult to, sir.
[ look at himself. he can – if he beats the fluttering of his lashes and the rolling back of his eyes – look down the length of his body, to eye the contrast between keith's pale skin and the rosiness of his cock peeking between those fingers. he can even follow the motion of keith's other arm as his hand works between his cheeks. other than that, though? shiro has no concrete idea of what the fuck his face is doing, other than it likely being utterly embarrassing. ]
I'll have to take your word for it.
[ not that keith actually said he was gorgeous or approving or anything of the like. it's there in the huskiness of his voice, though, as well in the heaviness of his gaze. keith likes what he sees. gaining keith's approval isn't a new phenomenon in the least, but it's especially potent right now and so, shiro is unfiltered and perhaps, too hasty in his need for it. is he ready to take keith's cock? maybe, maybe not. there's a tightness to him that remains, but either way, he rolls his ass against keith's cock, moan wanton and inviting. ]
Describe what I look like while you put that pretty cock inside me?