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they are the bestest of best friends as always

[marmoron]

[ the glimpse of a toothy, pleased smile keith gets through the hole is startling. his face flushes warm, heart skipping beats without permission and keith is once again reminded that he is very grateful for the anonymity. of all things, he wasn't expecting to see a smile there, and the comparative normalcy of it juxtaposed with the filth of a used glory hole does strange things to his head. that mouth had just been on his asshole, licking up cum and -- keith shivers, dick threatening further interest before he forcibly shuts down the looping playback of the last minute.

he'll be seeing that cheeky smile in his dreams and that's a fact keith doesn't even remotely know how to handle without squirming. the relief he feels when the smile disappears is palpable, but it doesn't make breathing come any easier. his ass is still tingling, and each shuffling movement as keith gets dressed only serves to remind him that he's wet and sticky from the accumulation of cum and spit. maybe it's a small blessing in disguise that when keith bends low to snatch his bag off the floor that pain shoots up his backside. it's far from the worst thing keith's ever dealt with but it's sobering at least for now.

possessions gathered, keith dares another glance at the door, heart re-entering a skip-thunk rhythm when he sees slip of paper being held out. curious and more hopeful that keith will ever admit to, he plucks the note from anon's fingers and reads. too nervous to outright laugh at the correction, keith gets a little lost and dizzy with potential of a future.

does he want it? does he not want it? keith mangles the inside of his lip as he deliberates. it's rare if ever that keith's ever wanted something like this for himself. with his curiosity for anal sated, and thoroughly satisfied that his place ca't take something from him before he's ready to give it, that should mean his answer is no, we're done here.can he want this for himself even if this is no longer satisfying any requirements on his sentence? can he use someone else for some mutual pleasure? keith fidgets embarrassed guilty and kind of happy yet conflicted all at once.

in the end, he stalls a little longer with his reply. ]

You're sure you can be a good boy?
You almost broke the door this time.

they almost weren't yesterday. that thread has left me scarred.

[earthshine]

[ the note reappears through the hole and shiro is quick to pluck it up. smoothing out the edges and holding it close, he reads over the two lines and… doesn’t laugh. it’s a near thing though. he’s grinning wide, feeling the tickle of a laugh building, but ultimately, not giving into it beyond a single huff of breath. briefly, his gaze flicks to the cockeyed door and then it's back to the note. or more specifically, to his newfound favorite title.

good boy.

his lashes lower and his teeth catch at his bottom lip, rolling the flesh back and forth between his incisors for three, two, one… – he opens his eyes wider on the next blink, refocusing. he turns into the broken door, places the note against it and carefully, applies pressure with the pen, jotting right below anon’s lines: ]

Are you suggesting I go gentle next time?
Or that I find a stronger door?

[ with that, pen and paper go back through the hole. ]

would you say.... these wounds won't seem to heal?

[marmoron]

[ within moments, the paper re-emerges through the hole and keith opens it up to read. bold of the guy to assume keith knew what he'd been saying, much less knows what he wants out of a hypothetical next time (if indeed he wants a next time at all), but if the broken balsa wood door is helping him come across more sure footed than in reality, then the door truly is a blessing.

fidgeting, keith glances up to where the door's been broken off the top set of hinges and despite everything, smiles a little fondly. this guy really has a bad habit of breaking things, doesn't he? there's a slight crack in one of the bookshelves at the library and now this. it shouldn't make keith feel any particular way and yet ... it's nice to think one person feels that strongly about fucking him. idly, thoughts drift towards wondering just how strong this guy has to be. ]

I think you like breaking things too much to be gentle.
If you have more you can show me you can leave me a note.
I'll see it whenever I can walk again.

[ and through the hole the note goes. it's not really an answer as to when and keith hasn't obligated himself to responding even if a note is left out for him, but keith doesn't want to deliberate on this any longer.

he winces as he grips the chair and starts to shuffle away down the hall to the next room over. ]