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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Date: 2019-11-28 10:33 pm (UTC)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?”