[Every slam of Keith’s hips against his own is a body-wracking thrill. But feeling his heart pounding in his chest? That hits him even harder. He arches up, pressing himself to the other man in an eager desire to feel it even more. The way Keith’s fucking him, the way he’s making love to him, that feral, masculine claiming embossing I want you and You’re mine all over his flesh, inside and out.
He thought he left love behind along with the Earth when he flew to Kerberose. But now… he realizes it’s been here with him, waiting for him, the entire time. Like hell is he going to abandon this. He’s going to cling to it with both arms, both legs, hold him close and never let go. Keith… he feels complete again.
Shiro cries out again, head dropping back as his lover’s cock drills into him, forcing his clenching tunnel open and slamming so deep inside he sees stars. He’s called back, head drawn forward as lips decorate his face and mouth with kisses and heated words. Shiro can’t answer beyond a few short, panted expressions back, gasping out how much he loves him, how deep he is, how he feels right now. Fingers of flesh and metal cling to Keith’s shoulders and upper arms, slipping over wet skin and scrambling to seize him again. His legs wrap around his lover’s waist, holding him desperately as the pace threatens to knock them into the air.]
Please… Keith! [Shiro shoves into a hard kiss, pushing against Keith as his hips roll and buck against the other man’s, meeting each thrust as the half-Galra bottoms out inside him. It’s a heady, amazing, overflowing sensation he doesn’t want to lose.] Fill me up, Keith. Make me yours. [Fucked and breathless as he is, Shiro “gets” that feral, animalistic underscore of Keith wanting to claim him and mark him as his. It’s not all that strange and Shiro feels even more loved and swept up in all of this.] Cum in me, Keith!
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Date: 2019-11-02 02:39 pm (UTC)He thought he left love behind along with the Earth when he flew to Kerberose. But now… he realizes it’s been here with him, waiting for him, the entire time. Like hell is he going to abandon this. He’s going to cling to it with both arms, both legs, hold him close and never let go. Keith… he feels complete again.
Shiro cries out again, head dropping back as his lover’s cock drills into him, forcing his clenching tunnel open and slamming so deep inside he sees stars. He’s called back, head drawn forward as lips decorate his face and mouth with kisses and heated words. Shiro can’t answer beyond a few short, panted expressions back, gasping out how much he loves him, how deep he is, how he feels right now. Fingers of flesh and metal cling to Keith’s shoulders and upper arms, slipping over wet skin and scrambling to seize him again. His legs wrap around his lover’s waist, holding him desperately as the pace threatens to knock them into the air.]
Please… Keith! [Shiro shoves into a hard kiss, pushing against Keith as his hips roll and buck against the other man’s, meeting each thrust as the half-Galra bottoms out inside him. It’s a heady, amazing, overflowing sensation he doesn’t want to lose.] Fill me up, Keith. Make me yours. [Fucked and breathless as he is, Shiro “gets” that feral, animalistic underscore of Keith wanting to claim him and mark him as his. It’s not all that strange and Shiro feels even more loved and swept up in all of this.] Cum in me, Keith!