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[Shiro cried out hard as Keith heaved forward and impaled him all the way to the balls. The hard thrust slammed into him, spreading him around his lover’s base as his cock pushed in as far as he could. The larger man felt himself spread open and pulse around Keith’s mast, inner muscles flexing and spasming wildly as he squeezed him. The young man he’d reached out to as a child, who had grown into a fine pilot and leader, who’d become so important to Shiro, love was the inevitable, blessed result. Keith was inside him, cumming inside him! Shiro’s voice came out in a ragged yell of bliss as he cling to Keith, arms and legs wrapping around him hard. Every pulse of his dick inside him poured out his semen, coating his walls and filling him up with hot and thick. So much, so much of it!

That was all it took for him and Keith was only halfway through his orgasm before Shiro arched and found his own release. Hot streams of sticky white lanced between their bodies, spattering Keith’s stomach and chest as much as Shiro glazed himself with his own seed. His ass clamped down on the other man’s orgasming dick, molding to all the best spots as Shiro’s climax had him milking his lover for everything he could give him. Until the Paladin finally sagged and everything crashed down into an overwhelming afterglow. Keith slumped on him, still buried to his balls inside him, semen dripping down Shiro’s ass and leaking down his abs.

God… he was still hard. Keith was still hard. Shiro groaned thickly as he heard his name and was finally brought back to semi-reality by lips on his own. He kissed back, hot and desperate, fingers tangling in Keith’s hair.] Amazing… Keith… [Shiro leaned in, claiming his lover’s mouth.] You doing… okay? You came so much.

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Call him "Daddy" and see what happens Shiro. As the elder in this relationship, Adam has no problem with making sure his authority is respected by taking the almost seven-year-old over his knee for a good spanking. But only if Shiro has been a bad boy. This is all, hypothetically speaking, what might happen if Shiro decides to call Adam "Daddy". It'll get a reaction not like anything Shiro has quite seen before from his lover.

The water welcomes his warmly. He might not have an affinity for the water like Lance, but he feels comfort from it. He can't see as clearly without his glasses, but he can still see Shiro through the water, his body dyed blue by the water around them. It's almost ethereal, looking at Shiro through this lens. Before Kerberos, Adam couldn't even believe that Shiro had chosen to marry him, let along be with him the first place. And now they're back together and Adam still can't believe that all this real, not when Shiro looks the way he does now.

His gaze works its way up Shiro's body, pausing far longer than necessary on the cock that stands proud between his legs. While he does love it, the size and shape and weight of it when it rests in his hands and mouth and anywhere else Shiro wants to put it, it's far from being the thing that Adam loves most about his fiance. That would have to be his eyes. He swears that he could spend all day looking into them, seeing far more stars than he ever could from looking at the nigh sky.

But then there's moments like these, when Shiro's gaze grows competitive. That was always something that Adam enjoyed about their relationship, that no matter what they weren't afraid to compete against each other. It doesn't surprise him when Shiro starts to swim away, using the strength in his arms and legs to give him a head start that leads Adam to eat his dust.

"Oh, it's on," Adam thinks to himself as he chases after his lover. His own arms power through the water, quickly adopting a more serious stroke than the casual one he was using to propel himself through the water. He's not going to stop until he has Shiro in his grasp.

And then he'll take his reward for catching him.

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He might just consider doing that later. Though he’d laugh at the “elder” comment, it’s not like Adam’s lying. Even with Shiro being a leap year boy. He’s always respected and trusted Adam, as a friend, a comrade, a partner, a lover, even a leader during certain missions. Though he’d definitely be red-faced at getting bent over his lover’s knee and spanked… (Honestly, when is Shiro a ‘bad’ boy?) He’ll be surprised; that’s assured.

There are many times when Shiro finds himself silently gazing at the other man. From the corner of his eye on the bridge to the starlit night beside him in their bed. Reflecting on the memories of the past, how Adam looked when Shiro first saw him at the Garrison, his voice as they spoke of dreams and aspirations, the bitter feelings shared before they parted contrasting with the tenderness of their love before. And now, the sheer disbelief that he really was back. Sometimes afraid to breathe or even close his eyes, terrified that this might all end up being nothing more than a deep dream. But even that terror is swept aside by the love Adam fills him with. Shiro doesn’t think he deserves someone like Adam, and yet, he’s eternally grateful that the man has given him all that he has. From his attention to his time to his love.

And of course, that perverted side… Shiro is, after all, still a younger man. Seeing Adam’s naked figure illuminated in blue and crystal clear beneath the water is a tantalizing sight. His hair drifts about his handsome face, his cock wavering in the water between his thighs, the weightlessness of his muscles shifting under his flesh. God he wants to touch him and hold him… but there will be time for that later. Time for Shiro to gaze down at the man he loves and admire all the individual parts of him that he loves. Can he pick a favorite part? Hm… It’s not a question he wants to try and answer, but he won’t give the cliché “All” just to duck out of it. He'll have to think on it if he wants to bother coming up with a response. There are, of course, so many things that he likes.

Not that he’s looking at him now! Speeding away from the other man with powerful strokes and kicks, Shiro barely throws his head over his shoulder to catch Adam striking out towards him. “Whoa!” He’s really coming after him! It fills his chest with excitement and challenge. Competing with Adam is a thrill. Swimming for the other side of the pool, Shiro has to keep his senses sharp to hear and feel (if he can) just how close Adam’s getting. But the wall’s also closing in and the Black Paladin quickly comes abreast with it. Hands clap to the pool rim and he hauls himself up for a deep breath. Then promptly “cheats” and pulls himself right out of the pool.

Considering what Adam does, he’s going to twist around and dive right back in, fully intending to jump over his lover and make for the opposite end of the pool again.

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I'm okay.

[He was more than okay. God, he felt amazing. He smiled at Shiro as his cock continued to twitch inside the other man.]

I'm more than okay.

[He kissed him, softly but leaving no mistake that he was more than ready to go again. And again. Hell, he felt like he could go for ages with Shiro. After they break apart for breath he leans back, looking at the mess he made. A faint blush crosses his cheeks.] I, uh, always cum a lot. Not usually this much. Must be a Galra thing.

[He shrugs and rolls his hips experimentally, which elicits a soft groan from him. Despite being still hard, he's as sensitive as any man, any human man, that just orgasmed. He does it again, enjoying the way his cum makes Shiro's insides feel around his cock.] I wanna go again. I need to go again. Can you take it?

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For all that Adam may joke around Shiro's "actual" age, that does not mean he has any less respect for the other man. On the contrary, there's no one out there that Adam respects more. Whether it's as a leader and mission partner or as a friend and lover, there's no one that Adam would have at his side to listen to for guidance. But all things considered, it's because of that amount of respect that he'd also have no problem with bending his lover over and spanking that rear end. (Adam has a list, if Shiro wants to see it.) Just like how he trusts Shiro to tell him when he's wrong, he just as well will be around to show Shiro when he's wrong.

You wouldn't be hard-pressed to find a time when Adam isn't looking Shiro's way. Even before his time in space, there was something about Shiro that always drew the eyes of people around him. Whether it was from his passion as he spoke about his dreams, his style of leadership, or his good looks. Adam knows that it was all three that drew his gaze at one point or another. Adam is still in disbelief that Shiro is back at his side as well. At night, when Shiro is asleep, Adam finds himself awake, and just holding onto his lover and looking over his body, just to reassure him that he's here. That he's here, and alive, and with him once again. Adam doesn't know who to thank for this, but Adam will say it until the day he dies.

Likewise, Adam can still be considered a young man himself. Shiro's body, bare and glistening with water and lit up with the lights from beneath the water is a sight to see. Seeing Shiro's body slightly distorted from the water makes Adam want to take his time looking his body all over again, seeing what changes the water brings and how that differs from what Adam remembers from his explorations of Shiro's body, memorizing the new changes from his time in space. Adam has always been more tactile with his learning, and would love to feel his body to compare. But first, he needs to catch his lover.

It's always funny, in hindsight, how competitive Adam feels when going against Shiro. No one else has ever managed to pull that side out of him, at least not to this extent. If it was anyone else, Adam would surely have swam quickly, but at a more enjoyable pace. But with Shiro? He raced towards him as though he was competing in the Olympics. The only thing slowing him down is how often he lifts his head to catch sight of the other man, wanting to make sure he's catching up to him but not close enough that he'd get hit with an errant kick as his lover races away from him. On one of his final peeks, he sees Shiro reach the wall and that puts him in a final bit of energy to speed up, intending to trap him against the wall. Of course, Shiro never intended to make things easy.

The lack of body against the wall doesn't phase him. Instead, he expected it and reaches up out of the pool and grabs Shiro's ankle. He lightly tugs at the leg, making Shiro aware that he's been caught.

Between panting breaths, he's looking up at Shiro, triumphant smile on his face, "Don't think I didn't expect this, Takashi."

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[Shiro splayed out on the towel, eyes closed as he came down from his high. The muscles in his chest and stomach flexed and rippled with each breath, clenching up as Keith’s cock twitched and jerked inside his ass.]

Gl—ngh! Glad to… hear it. [His voice tightened, but a dizzy smile spread over his lips as Keith leans back from him. Their skin unsticks, semen peeling apart as they separate, and Shiro drops his metal arm above his head, as he basks in Keith’s eyes, his own taking slow wanders up and down his lover’s messy body. And that blush…

A soft laugh rumbles in his chest and Shiro runs a finger down his pectoral, feeling some of his own cum as his entrance squeezes around Keith’s dick, making some of the white slick spurt between his ring and the other man’s shaft.]

Oh yeah? I’m not complaining—Holy! [Shiro’s eyes widen, voice hitching as Keith rolls his hips like that, making his dick push and rut inside his cum-filled tunnel. God, that feels amazing and his own throbbing arousal is proof of that. Shiro breathes out hard, but lifts one leg and wraps it around Keith’s hips.] Yeah, I can take it, Keith. Please… I need more of you.

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Though age often plays an aspect into respect, Shiro would never base his respect off someone’s age. He’s seen younger men with more credibility and maturity than older veterans. Of course, he’s seen plenty of youths with very disrespectful attitudes and actions. Adam holds a special respect in Shiro’s heart. The man’s bravery and skill are impressive, his focus and drive indomitable, and his maturity is… well, both he and Shiro had some work on ‘maturity’ when it came to their relationship. They did have that big row and breakup before. But yes, Adam is more mature than many of the pilots and soldiers in the Garrison, and Shiro’s not just saying that from a lover’s bias. Adam’s earned every shred of respect the ex-slave holds for him. Likewise, he has no desire for anyone other than Adam to be by his side as a lover and partner. Even if some of that entails embarrassing situations… (And yes, he wants to see that list, even if he ends up flushing, face-palming, and flat-facing at his boyfriend.)

He's doing none of that now as he watches his lover glide through the water like a knife. It’s only a short time between when Shiro hauls himself out of the pool and turns to ready himself for another dive to avoid Adam. But it’s long enough. He can’t help it; seeing the man’s naked body outlined in the wake of his stroke is breathtaking. From the rise of his tan shoulders to the way his hair hangs in front of his eyes as he lifts up for a breath to the powerful motions of Adam’s athletically-muscular arms and legs. Even the foam of the water splashing can’t detract from his lover’s handsome shape. God, he’s missed him so much… His touch, his voice, the feel of his body against his own. A body he’d at one point memorized intimately. A body he now feels like he needs to relearn all over again…

The moment’s over and he shifts forward, ready to dive with one heel lifting and bracing on the ball of his foot—“Gah!” Shiro wobbles as a hand suddenly slaps over the rim of the pool and catches him around the ankle, slopping water all over his feet and the ground. He quickly throws his arms back so he doesn’t end up face-planting into the water, and ends up leaning back on his heel. A miffed smile plays on his lips as he looks down at Adam’s victorious lurking in the water, tethered to his lover by a long, strong arm. The tug to his leg earns a small laugh as his foot slips over the edge of the pool, leaving him balancing on his other leg a little. “Damn, you caught me,” he murmurs, sculpted torso still flexing and relaxing with his heavy breaths. That smile… Adam’s handsome face never once fails to capture Shiro’s heart.

Sighing in defeat, Shiro tugs his leg back onto the pool rim and then crouches down, balancing on the balls of his feet and toes as his knees splay to give him a place to rest his elbows on his knees. Of course he’s well aware he’s giving Adam a clear shot right to his still-rock-hard dick and hanging balls, but it’s nothing the man’s not seen before. Shiro leaves Adam to hold onto him all he wants as he reaches down and combs his fingers through his lover’s wet heat, tousling it playfully. “You always had a way of predicting me. Guess the spoils go to the hunter, hm?”

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[The sound of his cum squishing in Shiro as he fucked back into the older man was weirdly hot. It was such a turn on to feel his own seed and how tight Shiro was around him.

Fuck, he should have done this before now. He's utterly addicted to how Shiro felt. More than that, he was addicted to Shiro himself; his gray eyes, his warm smile, his muscular body (fuck, those pecs were amazing before he left earth, now they're something else. Fuck, he loves this. Loves Shiro.]

Shiro

[His hips are moving on their own as he fucks into Shiro.]

Need you too. God, love you so much.

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[Shiro arched his spine clean off the towel as Keith drilled back into him. His sex-fogged brain was utterly enthralled with feeling and hearing his lover’s literally fucking his own cum deeper inside him, some of that same load lewdly oozing between his clenching ring and Keith’s throbbing arousal. The Paladin writhed against the ground, each thrust earning another vocal sound from cries to grunts to moans. He wanted this craved it, needed it from Keith over and over. Addiction was a good way to put it.

Managing to pry one eye open, he cringed in pleasure, finding his lover’s face above him as his muscular body rocked and moved with each slam of his lover’s hips against his own. Strong pectorals flexed and jumped as his prostate rolled under Keith’s cock, his sculpted abs hardening and relaxing with every gasping breath, the muscles in his arms and legs rippling as he alternated between wrapping his limbs around his lover’s athletic body and letting them kick in the air or claw at the tiles beside him.]

Keith! [God, everything inside him was alive because of what Keith was doing to him. He loved this. He loved Keith.] Keith! Don’t—don’t stop! Keep-! [Shiro broke off in another cry, head falling to the side as he panted onto his own shoulder.] Keep going… Keith, I need you! More!

[diefocal]

The old adage comes into play here: age is but a number. Even if Adam didn't spend a good deal of time with a six-year-old, then having trained the MFE pilots and fought with the Voltron pilots would have shown him that there are youth out there who deserve just as much respect as the adults. And there were the higher ups in the Garrison, who refused to listen to the advice given who caused lives to needlessly be lost (his own almost included in the death toll). But that is one of the best things about their relationship. They are adults, but the level of comfort they have with one another lets them be more immature when dealing with one another. When they were younger, their immaturity did lead to their relationship ending, but they've certainly grown up from that. In spite of everything, Shiro is the most mature person that Adam knows and has earned every feeling that Adam has for him. There is no one else he would rather have by his side. (He'll show him the list, and they'll have a good laugh in the end before Adam presses a loving kiss to his boyfriend's red face.)

There's a shift of his grip, not enough so that Shiro could slip out, but just enough so that he can retain his balance and not fall down. He doesn't want Shiro to fall, backwards and he could end up cracking his skull on the concrete and forwards and he could end up landing on Adam. Both options lead towards a fun night ending up being not so fun. But there's no falling, only proud victory as Shiro admits defeat. "Damn right I did," he replies back, breath still a little short from how hard he had to swim to catch his prey. He hasn't worked this hard to catch Shiro since the first time he decided that this man would be his and his alone.

Adam's smile shifts as Shiro does. There's a certain sharpness to it when he gets a clear view of Shiro's well-endowed cock, rock hard and swaying in front of him. Certainly nothing he hasn't seen before, but still a sight that Adam could never tire of, something he can look at forever. Adam's thumb brushes against Shiro's ankle, soothingly, and he hums as Shiro runs his fingers through his hair, feeling it move around. It's relaxing, the perfect way to come down from the thrill of the hunt.

"No one knows you better," he says closing his eyes briefly, enjoying this moment. But when he reopens his eyes, they're focused on Shiro's face, taking him in once more. "And I'll take my prize," Adam continues. The hand around Shiro's ankle lets go, but the severed connection between them is only brief. One hand presses against the rim of the pool and he uses it to push himself upward, while the other hand shoots upward, resting on Shiro's shoulder as Adam closes the distance between them and brings Shiro in for a kiss. The kiss is light, for the moment, but hidden behind it is the searing desire that Adam has for Shiro. He's caught what he wants and Adam is going to take him.

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[It's like his body is moving on his own as he pistons his cock in and out of Shiro. His mind is lost the pleasure and love he feels from Shiro.]

Not- fuck, not going to stop. Never going to stop.

[It's going to be so hard not to think about sex with Shiro every time he looks at the man. Every time he sees Shiro turn around his eyes are going to drop his magnificent ass and remember how his cock feels in it.]

Shiro, Shiro

[His eyes violet eyes are locked onto Shiro's gray ones, watching his handsome face as pleasure makes it twist in ways he's only imagined.]

Gonna cum again. I wanna cum all over you this time. I wanna see your face covered in my cum.

[He wants to claim Shiro. He's unloaded one load inside of him, now his body wants to cover him in his seed so that everyone can smell that Shiro is his]

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[His body is moving on its own. Or moving every way Keith makes it. He feels full, brimming with heat as his lover pounds into him. Sharp gasps and cries of pleasure punch out of his lungs before he’s scrambling for breath again, clinging to Keith every time the younger man bottoms out inside him. Loving him, claiming him, marking him as his.] So good—Keith! You feel---ah-H! Keith!

[He’ll gladly be the bane of his lover’s existence if it means Keith’s thinking about him. Of course he’ll try to be responsible, try not to feel his eyes fall from Keith’s face to trace him from neck to chest to stomach to hips to legs and arms and remember every detail of his cock shoving inside him and stretching him open as he reaches so far up in him, he hits that bundle of nerves every time.]

Keith… Keith! … Keith! [Shiro drops his head to the floor, eyes clenching shut for several second as he arches his back and rounds his shoulders. His muscular chest and chiseled stomach heave up and down with his breaths, rubbing against his lover’s toned torso. It’s only when Keith mentions cumming again that Shiro manages to pry his eyes open, lust-blown pupils staring into the other Paladin’s violet gaze. Those damn words… He almost cums right there from the sound of the man’s voice.]

Please… [His voice drops to a lusty husk as he wraps his arm around Keith’s shoulders and pulls him close so he can claim a hard kiss. Then lets him go so Keith can move back. A greedy part of him wants that second load inside him again. But the other greedy part falls right for what his lover wants.] Do it, Keith… Cum all over me… I want to feel you… claim me everywhere.

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They are adults, and they can enjoy things that adults can, see things differently than some of the more hot-headed youths running around now. But at the same time, like Adam feels, Shiro’s glad that he and his lover can behave like kids every now and then. Be immature, have a fight, tease each other, go skinny dipping in the locked-but-still-public pool without worrying about getting caught. He knows they had their immaturity to blame for their break up, both stubbornness and selfishness, but even that can be mellowed in time. Yes, they’ve grown up. Even though it’s only been two years, he can tell Adam’s grown. Both in his skills and his maturity. And in other areas as well, as that naked body in front of him is blatantly attesting to… Shiro won’t say he’s the most mature person he knows, but he’s well aware he’s not some cocky, selfish brat.

Not anymore.

Shiro breathes out as the grip on his body shifts and he focuses on keeping his balance while Adam holds onto him. He’s not going to fall. That would be a pretty bad interruption to this moment. Though if he falls forward, at least he’ll land in the water and on top of Adam. Neither are bad places to fall. A soft chuckle rumbles in his chest and Shiro threads his fingers through his lover’s brown hair, playing with the rich, wet strands. “You did,” he agrees again, ears loving the sound of Adam’s shorter breath. It reminds him of so many things, from playing basketball in the Garrison as teenagers to those heated nights biting pillows and fisting sheets.

He feels relaxed and safe even though he’s naked in front of his lover. Adam’s never once averted his gaze despite the “wreck” Shiro sometimes feels he returned to the man as. He left Adam an expert pilot, secretly to be crippled with illness, and came back devoid of illness, but broken, used, and scarred. Adam had every right to turn from him and leave… but he didn’t. He stayed, looked, touched, loved… sometimes such affection hits Shiro in the heart and gut harder than he wants to admit. But… he’s never once not be grateful for it.

A thumb brushes his ankle and Shiro shivers gently at the soothing touch, the thin, sensitive skin over the bone tingling in the wake of Adam’s touch. “No one,” he agrees again. Only to blink out of the romantic glaze when the pilot says something about prize. Oh crap! He forgot! The hand on his ankle trades for the rim of the pool and one of Shiro’s muscular shoulders. Like a mythical merman Adonis bursting from the waves; that’s what the Paladin thinks of as Adam shoves up through the water and over the rim of the pool, sluicing liquid all over Shiro’s legs and hips as he’s pulled down for a kiss. He leans into it without hesitation, eyes closing as he feels Adam’s burning desire for him nigh-glowing against his face and neck. Caught… addicted… and wanting. Wanting to be taken by the man who’s captured him heart and all.

Shiro wraps his arm around Adam’s shoulders and upper back, pulling him into the kiss as well as he deepens it, a low groan of desire building in his throat. He finally breaks the kiss, only enough to get his words out, lips brushing over his lover’s as he speaks. “Where?” Here on the tiles beside the pool or in the water itself?

[diefocal]

Likewise, Adam can see that the time apart has helped Shiro grow. They can now talk about what's bothering them, rather than just assume the other can understand. For as much time as they have spent together, they are still two separate people. They have different thoughts and thought processes.

Adam isn't so sure that being the cushion to Shiro's fall is all that good. While he is definitely used to Shiro being on top of him, both from fighting against one another and from their more intimate activities, Shiro is still heavy. But in the end, if he had to, he would let Shiro fall on him a million times if it meant that Shiro could be safer. His breath is coming back to him, but his smile is strong as ever as that touch works through his wet hair. There was always a fascination of with those hands, how they can do so much, and yet feel so soft--

There was never any option to not accept Shiro once he returned. He let him get away once without telling him everything he felt, and Adam wasn't about to let him slip away again. Shiro was never a wreck. His body showed off everything the man went through and survived. While he would definitely wish over and over again that Shiro did not have to go through everything he did, he would not stop thanking his body for carrying him through it. He relearned Shiro's body to show him that he won't turn away from, not now, not ever.

He groans into the kiss as Shiro helps hold him up, feeling the warmth from Shiro's body be countered from the coolness of the water still coating their bodies. Adam can swear that the heat from them is enough to turn the water covering them into steam, masking their actions from any prying eyes who also felt that a midnight swim sounded like a good idea.

Adam lets his tongue brush against Shiro's lips as he pulls away, eyes lidded as he looks at his lover. They only have so much time together before this private moment before it has to end. He considers the possibilities, before only one thing becomes clear to him.

"Water," he says, slowly letting go of Shiro so that the man can come into the water with him.

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It wouldn’t be the first time the man’s held his weight. All those muscles plus a metal arm. But there are only a few people who Shiro would trust to hold him up as much as Adam. Still, he isn’t planning on falling on the man a million times. That would be… well… boring. And stupid. A light smile comes back to his lips as he listens to Adam get his wind back, the happy expression on his boyfriend’s face filling him with a warmth that had been so very rare for so long. Carding his fingers back through the man’s hair, he lets his thumb play with the other man’s forehead, tracing his hairline, his eyebrows, simply enjoying touching him.

Warmth stoked in his chest builds into a heat he can’t deny as lips find his own once again. It’s so tempting to just fall back onto the floor and pull Adam atop him, but he gave the man a choice. If they’re going to turn the water into steam, well… Shiro really hopes no one’s going to be attempting to same “sneak into the closed pool after hours” sort of deal he and Adam already enacted. The door’s locked and the glass is darkened, so hopefully that’ll keep any potential prying eyes away.

Shiro groans a little in protest as Adam’s tongue slips from his own, leaving a glassy thread between them and the man’s taste lingering on his lips. His own eyes lid halfway, heavy with arousal and pupils slightly blown from lust. Maybe they do only have a short time, but to hell with it. He’s going to enjoy what they can wrangle from it. A single word answer is all he needs and he lightly nudges Adam’s strong chest with his shin. As his boyfriend backs away from the edge of the pool, Shiro catches hold of the rim and slips his legs into the water. One push and arch is all it takes to plunge back into the blue.

He sinks down to his chest, bobs for a moment, then drifts forward, bringing himself to Adam’s position in the water. Blindly he searches under the rippling surface, eventually finding the man’s hand with his own. Metal fingers interlace with Adam’s flesh and Shiro pulls them together with the touch. Treading water just ends up rubbing their knees and legs together and he offers the man a cool smile before throwing his flesh arm around his lover’s shoulder and pulling him into a kiss. Water closes over their heads as Shiro sinks with him, tangling his legs together with Adam’s and grinding his naked body flush with the other man’s.

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[After another few hard thrusts, Keith pulls out and climbs over Shiro. He's already starting to cum, moaning loudly as his cock throbs and shoots over Shiro's chest as he climbs up, takes himself in hand and with one final stroke really pushes himself over the edge, ropes of his seed flying all over, most getting on Shiro's face, but some getting on his hair and on either side of his head. ]

Fuck!

[He's still cumming, the second load almost as big as the first. But then he tappers off, the last bits dripping on Shiro's broad chest. He sits himself down on Shiro, cock still hard and looking like it wants to be wedged between Shiro's massive pectorals.

That's actually not a bad idea, now that Keith thinks about it, but he refrains for the moment to lean down and kiss Shiro.]

I love you so much.

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[Shiro arches hard as those thrusts drive right up into his core. He’s so close, so close to his own finish—and Keith pulls out, just like he encouraged him to. Shiro cries out as he feels the first spurt of Keith’s climax right on his balls, but the rest spews out in arches over him.

Hard groans and the occasional twitch and writhe of his muscular body all over the floor answer every slap and lance of his lover’s seed slapping down onto his body like a hedonistic glaze. Shiro can’t even bring himself to look away as Keith crawls up him and unloads the rest of his climax onto his face. It paints his skin in warm slick, one eye closing as a rope streaks from forehead to cheek across his eye.

Another time he might have issue with his cum getting in his hair but… hell if he can think of anything now asides from how good he feels.

Keith climaxes again and again and Shiro sprawls out beneath him, taking it all over his naked body. It’s only when the final dregs are oozing out onto his chest and Keith sinks down on his stomach that Shiro finally looks at his lover again. Taking in the sight of his face, both of them flushed and panting, sweat glistening on their bodies.

And all that vanishes as Keith covers his face with his own and kisses him. Two streaks of semen end up smushed between their lips as Shiro kisses him back, heedless of anything else. Those words…] Me too… Keith… Love you… so much.

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[Keith cupped Shiro's face and kissed him.]

Love you.

[He licks at Shiro's cheek, licking up some of the cum he had left there and then grinning at him playfully. This is so good. The best he's ever felt. And it's only the beginning.

He rubs at Shiro's chest as if his cum was a skin creme and he was rubbing it in. He didn't know why he was doing this, but it felt like the right thing to do.]

Did you cum?

[He had been so distracted by his orgasm that he had forgotten to make sure Shiro had.] You want me to ride you for a bit? Give you a break before I fuck you again.

[everaegis]

[Shiro leaned into the kiss with a tired eagerness. Those two words earned a low groan in pleasure as a warm tongue runs up his cheek and laps at the sticky lance of semen on his skin. He leans back a little when he feels that playful grin spread against his lips. That’s a look he’s not going to miss. And he’s glad he does so.

Hands rub at his chest and Shiro groans, his massive pectorals flexing beneath the circular touches, strong heart slamming beneath the thick muscle. So long as Keith does that, he’s more than happy to get hosed down again. It takes a second for him to snap out of his pleasure-induced haze and realize Keith asked a question.]

Did I… oh. No. [Shiro feels it now, throbbing between his legs, an angry climax ready to burst and refusing to be blueballed. He’s about to say something when Keith offers himself and Shiro can’t help the soft laugh. But a hungry look appears on his face anyways, and he lifts his hand, the metal rubbing against his lover’s narrow hips.] Go for it, cowboy. But I can’t promise I’ll last long in you.

[bondingmoment]

That's fine.

[He scoops up some of his and Shiro's cum and begins to finger himself quickly., getting himself ready for that thick member throbbing in his other hand. He rubs his thumb around the head of Shiro's cock, smearing some precum around as he scoots back. He's probably not as stretched out as he should be, but fuck, he wants Shiro. Has wanted Shiro forever, and he's done waiting.

He then smears more cum around Shiro's thick shaft as he settles himself over it, pressing the blunt head to his hole and begins to push himself down on it.]

Fuck

[It feels so fucking thick going in. Almost painful. But it's not horrible. And he wants more.] Shiro, fuck, you're so big.

[everaegis]

[Shiro really wishes he could actually help the other man with preparing himself, but right now his arms feel like jelly. Well, the one does; the metal one feels like a ton. Even attempting with his shoulder is a big “nope” from his nerves. Instead, he’s treated to watching Keith do it himself.]

Ngh… Keith… You look good… doing that.

[The way his fingers gleam with Shiro’s cum, the squelching noise as he pushes his slick digits inside himself like there’s no resistance—greedy boy—and the hold he has on Shiro’s cock, all send snaps and sparks of pleasure rushing through him. A louder gasp sucks over his teeth and lips as a warm thumb smears precum around his head and then works the slick substance over the rest of his shaft as Keith positions himself over his now-glistening cock.]

Don’t hurt yourself—n-AH!

[Why does he even bother saying that? Shiro cringes hard as Keith presses down, forcing the blunt head of his dick against his hole. He’s not even in and Shiro can tell the younger Paladin hasn’t prepared himself enough to take him without pain. There’s resistance immediately, denting Keith’s hole inward as the muscle stubbornly holds out… and then doesn’t. Shiro cries out hard as his head shoves through Keith’s ring with a ‘pop’ through his entire body.

Not even given time to adjust to that squelching heat before his lover starts pushing himself down, spreading his hole open and stretching himself wide around Shiro’s thick mast. The Black Paladin’s come-steaked chest heaves up and down as he pants for air, fingers fisting in the bed and legs tenting at the knees as Keith starts swallowing his cock. And talking dirty. Fuck, that’s a shot to the weakspot.] Keith—guh… no fair… You’re always… this damn tight.

[bondingmoment]

Fuck

[Shiro's so big, he's filling Keith up so much. It's almost too much. He's had toys, but none were as big as Shiro's cock. He huffs out a breath and then takes a gulp of air as he pushes himself down on that thick cock, using gravity to help him take it.

He grimaces a little. He should have taken more time to get himself ready for this monster.]

I'm, fuck, tight because you're huge and the first cock I've taken.

[He goes slowly, oh so slowly, and it burns a bit, but in a way he can't mind too much. He wants all of Shiro in him.]

Shiro. Shiro, Shiro, Shiro.

[And then he can fill Shiro's balls against his ass, and he grins.] Okay, give me a minute to get used to you.

[everaegis]

[Shiro grits his teeth as Keith takes him in one inch after another. The sheer tension he’s got wrapped around his cock is overwhelming. Feels like Keith’s body is one giant, incredibly attractive condom squeezing over his entire length. Pulling down, jumping over the rim of his flare, struggling to take him in further. Shiro grabs onto his lover’s ankles, holding him and attempting to rub and soothe him as Keith wrestles with the sheer girth and length he’s trying to push into himself. He feels himself stick and catch occasionally, not sure if it’s because Keith should’ve used more lube or if he’s just that damn tight.

At least until the other man says that.

Shiro’s mouth falls open and he trades one of Keith’s ankles for his thigh.] Keith! [he tightens his hands on the man’s skin, wishing to just grab and pull him up. His hips instinctively tug down a little.] I’m too big for a first time! [He knows his size, knows that Keith’s definitely not prepared himself enough now! But he can’t… bring himself to force his lover off him. He just has to bear it and hope Keith can still walk tomorrow. A sharp gasp plunges into his chest when he finally feels Keith’s ass pressing against his balls. Holy… he took him in entirely?

On his first try?!]

You’re taking a least three, Keith. Minutes.

[bondingmoment]

Okay, okay.

[Three minutes. He can wait three minutes. He's waited this long to have Shiro inside of him, he can wait three minutes to start riding him.

This is everything he's ever wanted since he met Shiro. Like he told Shiro, he had wanted the man to fuck since being taken into his home, and then he wanted to fuck him since seeing Adam fuck him. And now he's fucked Shiro twice, and now he's taking Shiro's cock. He's a happy camper. And if he can't walk tomorrow? Well, it was fucking worth it.

So fucking worth it.]

God, Shiro. You feel so good. I've wanted you like this since forever.

[He leans down and kisses him softly before sitting back up, letting out a little moan as Shiro's dick moves a little in and out of him. He smears more of his and Shiro's cum into the older man's chest as he waits. Shiro's so hot, and covered in cum? He's a fucking wet dream.]

Okay.

[He raises up a bit, and then sinks back down on Shiro's thick shaft, his balls against his ass.] Ready?

[everaegis]

[Three minutes… is something he regrets by the time 30 seconds has passed. Three minutes lying here unmoving as Keith’s impossibly-tight ass twitches and spasms around his thick cock over and over from the stress of being penetrated by something a lot larger than he’d prepared himself (comfortably) for.

But despite how much he wants to just start plowing upward, he forces himself to stay still and wait. Shiro doesn’t want Keith’s first time to be full of “ow ow ow” when he can help it feel a lot better and a lot quicker… compared to the alternative. (Keith, you still need to walk tomorrow; they’re working.) God, he’s so tight…]

I feel good? [Shiro pants out a breathless laugh.] I’ve never felt anyone like you. It’s hard to keep my hips still. [He tilts his head back a little and accepts the kiss, both hands moving to rest on Keith’s shoulders and rub along the man’s skin gently. It almost breaks his resolve to feel him moving on his cock, pulling it like a throbbing joystick as he shifts his weight from sit to lean back to sit. That moan doesn’t help at all. And neither does making a mess of cum all over his chest.]

Okay. [He agrees with Keith’s decision and tightens his grip on both the younger Paladin’s ankles as he slips up. Drags his cock out of his hole a few inches, then drops back down, taking him in all the way until his balls are pressing to his ass.] Yeah. Go on, Keith. Ride me. Let me feel how much you want me.