[ well… yeah? because up until twenty minutes ago, shiro was off keith’s radar of possible hookups. keith specifically said, he wasn’t ready for shiro to see him like this: aroused and absolutely thirsty for dick. that’s a pretty clear indication that keith, actual keith, not this drugged up version, wants shiro’s dick nowhere near his hole.
he doesn’t even bother to disguise his frown or his sigh as keith drapes himself against him. shiro ought to know better by now and – actually, yes, he’s finally learning, because this is the last straw. he’s gentle at least, when he finds each other keith’s wrists and drags his arms down and away. holding them together in the space he forces between their bodies, shiro looks to keith’s face and musters a smile that doesn’t reach his eyes. ]
Okay. You win. [ he brushes the thumb of his left over the pulse point in keith’s wrist and here, his voice rings more honest. ] I’ll help you.
[ just… not in the way keith imagines. he nods behind keith and then catches his gaze once more, letting go of both wrists as he does so. ]
Lie down on the bed. I just need to get something from the locker.
no subject
he doesn’t even bother to disguise his frown or his sigh as keith drapes himself against him. shiro ought to know better by now and – actually, yes, he’s finally learning, because this is the last straw. he’s gentle at least, when he finds each other keith’s wrists and drags his arms down and away. holding them together in the space he forces between their bodies, shiro looks to keith’s face and musters a smile that doesn’t reach his eyes. ]
Okay. You win. [ he brushes the thumb of his left over the pulse point in keith’s wrist and here, his voice rings more honest. ] I’ll help you.
[ just… not in the way keith imagines. he nods behind keith and then catches his gaze once more, letting go of both wrists as he does so. ]
Lie down on the bed. I just need to get something from the locker.