[ what feels like an eternity passes between keith bending over on the cot and shiro's next full sentence. he's never been good at reading people to begin with, and in the moment keith has to admit to himself that maybe it's not just other people, but shiro as well. it's true that they haven't been on the same wavelength since bumping into each other in the laundry room, but maybe that's been true for even longer. before pron prison. dating all the way back to that tine they were stranded on that one planet and a dying shiro had told him i want you to lead voltron.
the thought comes and goes, like footprints washed away by the tide as aphro fueld imagination refocuses his priorities. any second now, one of shiro's storng hands will be on his hips, and something hard and solid will be pressed between his asscheeks. keith shivers pathetically as pre runs down the length of his cock. but any second now stretches out far too long and keith looks over his shoulder anxiously. his best friend has stepped closer, but that space between them is still a fucking chasm. ]
Of course I want that.
[ his reply comes quickly, though marred by the heaviness of his breathing. ]
You're...
[ you're my borther. i love you. keith squeezes his eyes closed, facing forward again abruptly. short circuiting on his own thoughts, he gives himself a mental shake and desperately shoves two fingers in his mouth to wet them. index and middle fingers glistening with spit, keith reaches behind, leaving a saliva trail between his cheeks, breath hitching as he brushes over his hole. ]
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the thought comes and goes, like footprints washed away by the tide as aphro fueld imagination refocuses his priorities. any second now, one of shiro's storng hands will be on his hips, and something hard and solid will be pressed between his asscheeks. keith shivers pathetically as pre runs down the length of his cock.
but any second now stretches out far too long and keith looks over his shoulder anxiously. his best friend has stepped closer, but that space between them is still a fucking chasm. ]
Of course I want that.
[ his reply comes quickly, though marred by the heaviness of his breathing. ]
You're...
[ you're my borther. i love you. keith squeezes his eyes closed, facing forward again abruptly. short circuiting on his own thoughts, he gives himself a mental shake and desperately shoves two fingers in his mouth to wet them. index and middle fingers glistening with spit, keith reaches behind, leaving a saliva trail between his cheeks, breath hitching as he brushes over his hole. ]
You're the only one I trust with this.