[Hearing Keith say it… It surprised him, but the pleasure from it was amazing. Others had said it during his captivity (in a predator-vs-prey way), but Keith’s way… it felt like his entire being was wanted, desired, needed. That animalistic burn in his lover ignited a craving in his body. He heard it in the second ‘mine’ right into his brain. Shiro dropped his head to the side, eyes clenching shut as Keith’s fingers dragged out of him, leaving him open and empty. Then pushed back in and Shiro grunted out a pleasured sound.] I know… I—ngh—really appreciate that… haa… ah… Keith.
[Even if it was just Keith’s fingers, it was still Keith inside him, pushing into his ass and filling him. His fingertip working at the rim of his body, spreading him open around each joint of his finger, denting his ring inward and stimulating so many nerves. Shiro managed to get one eye open, lips parting--] Oh god—Keith! [He flexed his chest, spine curving off the ground slightly. Tongue! Wet and warmth, sliding around his hole stretched and clenching on the circumference of Keith’s digit. He squeezed him hard, flesh pulling against the younger man’s tongue. But then slowly relaxed the longer his lover kept passing his tongue over the puckered entrance and fingering him. Shiro wanted the same thing, wanted to feel Keith in every way he could think of. It was only the desire to walk tomorrow that prevented him from just begging Keith to fuck him right now. Prep be damned.]
AH-H! [Shiro’s eyes snapped open and he tossed his head back on the towel. Muscles rippled under his skin and he lifted his back into the air, sucking in a deep lungful of air. Sparks exploded all over his skin and Keith could see the older man’s balls clench up in his sac, thick cock jerking over his groin. A spurt of precum lanced out over Shiro’s abs, slapping syrupy glaze on his skin. Keith was—god damn—rubbing his prostate. And licking his hole! Finger fucked, prostate massage, and rimming all at once. He felt like he was going crazy, voice echoing around the pool area in uninhibited groans and cries of bliss.] Keith--! Don’t stop! Don’t stop, Keith!
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Date: 2019-10-06 12:19 am (UTC)[Even if it was just Keith’s fingers, it was still Keith inside him, pushing into his ass and filling him. His fingertip working at the rim of his body, spreading him open around each joint of his finger, denting his ring inward and stimulating so many nerves. Shiro managed to get one eye open, lips parting--] Oh god—Keith! [He flexed his chest, spine curving off the ground slightly. Tongue! Wet and warmth, sliding around his hole stretched and clenching on the circumference of Keith’s digit. He squeezed him hard, flesh pulling against the younger man’s tongue. But then slowly relaxed the longer his lover kept passing his tongue over the puckered entrance and fingering him. Shiro wanted the same thing, wanted to feel Keith in every way he could think of. It was only the desire to walk tomorrow that prevented him from just begging Keith to fuck him right now. Prep be damned.]
AH-H! [Shiro’s eyes snapped open and he tossed his head back on the towel. Muscles rippled under his skin and he lifted his back into the air, sucking in a deep lungful of air. Sparks exploded all over his skin and Keith could see the older man’s balls clench up in his sac, thick cock jerking over his groin. A spurt of precum lanced out over Shiro’s abs, slapping syrupy glaze on his skin. Keith was—god damn—rubbing his prostate. And licking his hole! Finger fucked, prostate massage, and rimming all at once. He felt like he was going crazy, voice echoing around the pool area in uninhibited groans and cries of bliss.] Keith--! Don’t stop! Don’t stop, Keith!