( he can't help but to squirm just the smallest bit beneath the heat of the other's hand over his cock, arousal sitting thick and heavy in the bottom of his stomach as he fights the urge to press up into that light pressure. he never even gets close to overstepping the boundaries keith has set, or at the very least he tries not to just for the sake of the other's own comfort, because as long as he's known him, shiro has only ever wanted to be a safe place for him, someone he can be himself with, everything comforting he can think to be.
he's hard by the time keith finally pulls back, after going for his zipper and thinking better of it, and it's as he's asking that murmured, heated question that shiro leans in to press a soft kiss to the beat of his pulse, to sweep his tongue over it, and as much as he doesn't want to move, he knows they probably should. if they're going to go any further. ) Mm. ( he pulls back, humming in turn against his mouth as the hands that had settled on narrow hips briefly slip around to his back, smoothing over the line of his spine before he forces himself to stop. ) We … probably should, shouldn't we.
( less of a question than it should be, but he's finally pulling away, trying to put some distance between them so they can move at all. )
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he's hard by the time keith finally pulls back, after going for his zipper and thinking better of it, and it's as he's asking that murmured, heated question that shiro leans in to press a soft kiss to the beat of his pulse, to sweep his tongue over it, and as much as he doesn't want to move, he knows they probably should. if they're going to go any further. ) Mm. ( he pulls back, humming in turn against his mouth as the hands that had settled on narrow hips briefly slip around to his back, smoothing over the line of his spine before he forces himself to stop. ) We … probably should, shouldn't we.
( less of a question than it should be, but he's finally pulling away, trying to put some distance between them so they can move at all. )