Fall down seven times, get up eight. Shiro may have failed, but he kept getting back up afterwards. While he may not have been able to give Adam concrete details about his time with the Galra, Adam could tell enough from what Shiro could tell him to want to hold Shiro tight and never let him go again. Adam will do whatever it takes to help Shiro become comfortable within his own skin again. He'll run his fingers, lips, everything he needs to over those marks, just to show Shiro that Adam will never think differently of him. They may have misplaced each other for some time, but they will never lose each other.
"Will you call me 'Daddy' then?" Adam asks. He means it jokingly, but now the thought of it runs through his head. Probably not something to talk about right now. For now, it'll stay as playful banter. Shiro's lips always feel warm against his. Adam feels his insides set aflame everytime they kiss and he wishes that they could keep kissing forever. But then he'd miss things like all the sounds that Shiro makes, and Adam figures that it's fine if they have to pause their kissing from time to time.
Adam's preference for men has always drifted towards those larger than him. During his attempts at moving on, all the men he saw were larger and more muscular. He's no slouch, but he knows what he likes. In the end, the always paled in comparison to Shiro. No matter when he's looked at his body, Adam always thought it was perfect. He knew his limitations, and Adam felt it was better to figure out how to get around them. He knows how to get men larger than him to fall flat on their backs. Shiro, fortunately enough, has the most experience. Most of that experience is not because of fighting, however. He groans louder, his voice echoing through the natatorium as he feels Shiro's hips grind against his own, their covered erections brushing against each other. He has half a mind to say forget the pool, let's get right into what they came in here for.
But he's not about to let Shiro get the upper hand here.
He can feel the weight of Shiro's gaze on his hands as he reaches for the towel around his hips. He tilts his hips teasingly as his fingers deftly undo the towel. There's only the slightest pause before the towel is dropped, baring himself in all his glory for Shiro to see. His cock stands proud, and a slight shake of his hips has it swaying in the air. He knows he got the upper hand here when Shiro blushes at his kiss and comment.
"You love it," he whispers back, his own eyes darting downwards to see Shiro's towel disappear. It's a sight he will never tire of, Shiro's body bare for him to see. He's so focused on it that he doesn't notice Shiro close the distance between their lips once more, capturing his lips in a kiss. He groans into it, reaching to place a hand on Shiro's waist when the kiss is broken far too quickly.
He watches dumbly as Shiro walks to the water's edge and dives in, before muttering to himself.
"You did that on purpose..."
Adam makes his way to the edge of the pool before diving in as well, looking to catch up to his lover.
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Date: 2019-11-04 01:58 am (UTC)"Will you call me 'Daddy' then?" Adam asks. He means it jokingly, but now the thought of it runs through his head. Probably not something to talk about right now. For now, it'll stay as playful banter. Shiro's lips always feel warm against his. Adam feels his insides set aflame everytime they kiss and he wishes that they could keep kissing forever. But then he'd miss things like all the sounds that Shiro makes, and Adam figures that it's fine if they have to pause their kissing from time to time.
Adam's preference for men has always drifted towards those larger than him. During his attempts at moving on, all the men he saw were larger and more muscular. He's no slouch, but he knows what he likes. In the end, the always paled in comparison to Shiro. No matter when he's looked at his body, Adam always thought it was perfect. He knew his limitations, and Adam felt it was better to figure out how to get around them. He knows how to get men larger than him to fall flat on their backs. Shiro, fortunately enough, has the most experience. Most of that experience is not because of fighting, however. He groans louder, his voice echoing through the natatorium as he feels Shiro's hips grind against his own, their covered erections brushing against each other. He has half a mind to say forget the pool, let's get right into what they came in here for.
But he's not about to let Shiro get the upper hand here.
He can feel the weight of Shiro's gaze on his hands as he reaches for the towel around his hips. He tilts his hips teasingly as his fingers deftly undo the towel. There's only the slightest pause before the towel is dropped, baring himself in all his glory for Shiro to see. His cock stands proud, and a slight shake of his hips has it swaying in the air. He knows he got the upper hand here when Shiro blushes at his kiss and comment.
"You love it," he whispers back, his own eyes darting downwards to see Shiro's towel disappear. It's a sight he will never tire of, Shiro's body bare for him to see. He's so focused on it that he doesn't notice Shiro close the distance between their lips once more, capturing his lips in a kiss. He groans into it, reaching to place a hand on Shiro's waist when the kiss is broken far too quickly.
He watches dumbly as Shiro walks to the water's edge and dives in, before muttering to himself.
"You did that on purpose..."
Adam makes his way to the edge of the pool before diving in as well, looking to catch up to his lover.