[Every now and then, he feels uncomfortable and insecure about the scars carved all over his body. Finding them ugly, a reminder of his suffering, and wondering if Keith thinks the same about them. But most of the time, he accepts them for what they are: proof he survived. And yes, he’s drawn towards Keith’s as well, despite wishing he never had to suffer them in the first place. They just remind him of how strong the man has become.] Yeah. [Shiro smiles at Keith’s burning face.] You’re pink… [Just wants to point that out, maybe to be a bit of a brat if his grin’s says anything about it.
The other question, however, earns a thoughtful hum and expression. Has to think for a moment.] I agreed with Adam you were cute, and that you’d grow up to be very attractive. [Shiro has to laugh softly, a little embarrassed and sheepish too.] But I don’t think I would’ve invited you to join Adam and I that night. [Mostly the fact Keith wasn’t of legal age back then and Shiro had far more respect for the boy than viewing him as something like that.]
When I saw your picture at the Garrison before I left for Kerberos, however… I did think about it. About how whoever you were with during your training would be very lucky. And how I wanted to invite you to spend one more night with Adam and I. Together. [A soft wisp of jealousy lingers in Shiro’s voice, but it’s deliberate and fond rather than negative. Keith had indeed grown up to be a very attractive young man one of Shiro’s few regrets to going into space that fateful mission was not getting to be there for Keith. Amazing how life does things you least expect…
He tenses a bit at the lewd detail of Keith’s memories, chest and stomach visibly flexing and the bulge in his pants quickly “voicing” its approval. A hot flush crawls across his cheeks despite the rush of guilty pleasure the memory now gives him.] You watched that, hm? Pervert. [Said with affection. Shiro’s breath quickens a bit as Keith continues, talking about his cock and balls, about Adam’s equipment, reminding Shiro of just how hard his ex had been thrusting into him that night. And just how loud he’d been moaning. His trapped arousal makes another approving twitch and Shiro swallows hard, eyes sharpening in undeniable arousal.] You’re going to… I want you to.
[Their hands meet and there’s a small jerk as the clasp for his pants is undone. The dark material splays open and sags around his hips, thin and soft material brushing against his legs as it falls under its own weight and crumples in a lewd pool around his ankles. He wastes no time in toing off his shoes and socks, using the motions to step out of his pants as well. What Keith sees definitely hasn’t declined in the years they’ve been apart. From the size of Shiro’s bulge swelling the black material of his boxer briefs to the strong curve of his ass the dark elastic clings to like a second skin. It’s more than obvious the Black Paladin is turned on, his arousal starting to strain the tight wrap. Shiro brushes his hand over Keith’s as the younger man hooks his fingers down beneath the waistband.]
Keith…
[His eyes drop, wandering over his soon-to-be lover’s body, taking in his toned figure, naked and perfect, the way his cock throbs so hard between his thighs, and the glistening bead of pre crowning his tip like a jewel. Unconsciously his tongue slips across his lips, eyes darkening in arousal and lust from the prospects. And then that freeing pull down. The hem catches on his arousal, dragging at it down until Shiro’s perpendicular to his own hips. Where it slips off and the man’s cock swings up and slaps against his Adonis belt and stomach with a thick ‘thud’ of flesh to flesh. Long, girthy, and quickly filling to full mast. Shiro doesn’t wait for the underwear to reach his ankles; he hikes a leg at the knee and quickly strips the fabric off his feet, tossing it away so he can finally stand in front of Keith naked and ready.]
You really have grown up nicely, Keith. [And promptly wraps one arm around the younger man’s waist and pulls him forward into a firm kiss.] Come here.
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Date: 2019-09-15 11:27 pm (UTC)The other question, however, earns a thoughtful hum and expression. Has to think for a moment.] I agreed with Adam you were cute, and that you’d grow up to be very attractive. [Shiro has to laugh softly, a little embarrassed and sheepish too.] But I don’t think I would’ve invited you to join Adam and I that night. [Mostly the fact Keith wasn’t of legal age back then and Shiro had far more respect for the boy than viewing him as something like that.]
When I saw your picture at the Garrison before I left for Kerberos, however… I did think about it. About how whoever you were with during your training would be very lucky. And how I wanted to invite you to spend one more night with Adam and I. Together. [A soft wisp of jealousy lingers in Shiro’s voice, but it’s deliberate and fond rather than negative. Keith had indeed grown up to be a very attractive young man one of Shiro’s few regrets to going into space that fateful mission was not getting to be there for Keith. Amazing how life does things you least expect…
He tenses a bit at the lewd detail of Keith’s memories, chest and stomach visibly flexing and the bulge in his pants quickly “voicing” its approval. A hot flush crawls across his cheeks despite the rush of guilty pleasure the memory now gives him.] You watched that, hm? Pervert. [Said with affection. Shiro’s breath quickens a bit as Keith continues, talking about his cock and balls, about Adam’s equipment, reminding Shiro of just how hard his ex had been thrusting into him that night. And just how loud he’d been moaning. His trapped arousal makes another approving twitch and Shiro swallows hard, eyes sharpening in undeniable arousal.] You’re going to… I want you to.
[Their hands meet and there’s a small jerk as the clasp for his pants is undone. The dark material splays open and sags around his hips, thin and soft material brushing against his legs as it falls under its own weight and crumples in a lewd pool around his ankles. He wastes no time in toing off his shoes and socks, using the motions to step out of his pants as well. What Keith sees definitely hasn’t declined in the years they’ve been apart. From the size of Shiro’s bulge swelling the black material of his boxer briefs to the strong curve of his ass the dark elastic clings to like a second skin. It’s more than obvious the Black Paladin is turned on, his arousal starting to strain the tight wrap. Shiro brushes his hand over Keith’s as the younger man hooks his fingers down beneath the waistband.]
Keith…
[His eyes drop, wandering over his soon-to-be lover’s body, taking in his toned figure, naked and perfect, the way his cock throbs so hard between his thighs, and the glistening bead of pre crowning his tip like a jewel. Unconsciously his tongue slips across his lips, eyes darkening in arousal and lust from the prospects. And then that freeing pull down. The hem catches on his arousal, dragging at it down until Shiro’s perpendicular to his own hips. Where it slips off and the man’s cock swings up and slaps against his Adonis belt and stomach with a thick ‘thud’ of flesh to flesh. Long, girthy, and quickly filling to full mast. Shiro doesn’t wait for the underwear to reach his ankles; he hikes a leg at the knee and quickly strips the fabric off his feet, tossing it away so he can finally stand in front of Keith naked and ready.]
You really have grown up nicely, Keith. [And promptly wraps one arm around the younger man’s waist and pulls him forward into a firm kiss.] Come here.