The old adage comes into play here: age is but a number. Even if Adam didn't spend a good deal of time with a six-year-old, then having trained the MFE pilots and fought with the Voltron pilots would have shown him that there are youth out there who deserve just as much respect as the adults. And there were the higher ups in the Garrison, who refused to listen to the advice given who caused lives to needlessly be lost (his own almost included in the death toll). But that is one of the best things about their relationship. They are adults, but the level of comfort they have with one another lets them be more immature when dealing with one another. When they were younger, their immaturity did lead to their relationship ending, but they've certainly grown up from that. In spite of everything, Shiro is the most mature person that Adam knows and has earned every feeling that Adam has for him. There is no one else he would rather have by his side. (He'll show him the list, and they'll have a good laugh in the end before Adam presses a loving kiss to his boyfriend's red face.)
There's a shift of his grip, not enough so that Shiro could slip out, but just enough so that he can retain his balance and not fall down. He doesn't want Shiro to fall, backwards and he could end up cracking his skull on the concrete and forwards and he could end up landing on Adam. Both options lead towards a fun night ending up being not so fun. But there's no falling, only proud victory as Shiro admits defeat. "Damn right I did," he replies back, breath still a little short from how hard he had to swim to catch his prey. He hasn't worked this hard to catch Shiro since the first time he decided that this man would be his and his alone.
Adam's smile shifts as Shiro does. There's a certain sharpness to it when he gets a clear view of Shiro's well-endowed cock, rock hard and swaying in front of him. Certainly nothing he hasn't seen before, but still a sight that Adam could never tire of, something he can look at forever. Adam's thumb brushes against Shiro's ankle, soothingly, and he hums as Shiro runs his fingers through his hair, feeling it move around. It's relaxing, the perfect way to come down from the thrill of the hunt.
"No one knows you better," he says closing his eyes briefly, enjoying this moment. But when he reopens his eyes, they're focused on Shiro's face, taking him in once more. "And I'll take my prize," Adam continues. The hand around Shiro's ankle lets go, but the severed connection between them is only brief. One hand presses against the rim of the pool and he uses it to push himself upward, while the other hand shoots upward, resting on Shiro's shoulder as Adam closes the distance between them and brings Shiro in for a kiss. The kiss is light, for the moment, but hidden behind it is the searing desire that Adam has for Shiro. He's caught what he wants and Adam is going to take him.
They are adults, and they can enjoy things that adults can, see things differently than some of the more hot-headed youths running around now. But at the same time, like Adam feels, Shiro’s glad that he and his lover can behave like kids every now and then. Be immature, have a fight, tease each other, go skinny dipping in the locked-but-still-public pool without worrying about getting caught. He knows they had their immaturity to blame for their break up, both stubbornness and selfishness, but even that can be mellowed in time. Yes, they’ve grown up. Even though it’s only been two years, he can tell Adam’s grown. Both in his skills and his maturity. And in other areas as well, as that naked body in front of him is blatantly attesting to… Shiro won’t say he’s the most mature person he knows, but he’s well aware he’s not some cocky, selfish brat.
Not anymore.
Shiro breathes out as the grip on his body shifts and he focuses on keeping his balance while Adam holds onto him. He’s not going to fall. That would be a pretty bad interruption to this moment. Though if he falls forward, at least he’ll land in the water and on top of Adam. Neither are bad places to fall. A soft chuckle rumbles in his chest and Shiro threads his fingers through his lover’s brown hair, playing with the rich, wet strands. “You did,” he agrees again, ears loving the sound of Adam’s shorter breath. It reminds him of so many things, from playing basketball in the Garrison as teenagers to those heated nights biting pillows and fisting sheets.
He feels relaxed and safe even though he’s naked in front of his lover. Adam’s never once averted his gaze despite the “wreck” Shiro sometimes feels he returned to the man as. He left Adam an expert pilot, secretly to be crippled with illness, and came back devoid of illness, but broken, used, and scarred. Adam had every right to turn from him and leave… but he didn’t. He stayed, looked, touched, loved… sometimes such affection hits Shiro in the heart and gut harder than he wants to admit. But… he’s never once not be grateful for it.
A thumb brushes his ankle and Shiro shivers gently at the soothing touch, the thin, sensitive skin over the bone tingling in the wake of Adam’s touch. “No one,” he agrees again. Only to blink out of the romantic glaze when the pilot says something about prize. Oh crap! He forgot! The hand on his ankle trades for the rim of the pool and one of Shiro’s muscular shoulders. Like a mythical merman Adonis bursting from the waves; that’s what the Paladin thinks of as Adam shoves up through the water and over the rim of the pool, sluicing liquid all over Shiro’s legs and hips as he’s pulled down for a kiss. He leans into it without hesitation, eyes closing as he feels Adam’s burning desire for him nigh-glowing against his face and neck. Caught… addicted… and wanting. Wanting to be taken by the man who’s captured him heart and all.
Shiro wraps his arm around Adam’s shoulders and upper back, pulling him into the kiss as well as he deepens it, a low groan of desire building in his throat. He finally breaks the kiss, only enough to get his words out, lips brushing over his lover’s as he speaks. “Where?” Here on the tiles beside the pool or in the water itself?
Likewise, Adam can see that the time apart has helped Shiro grow. They can now talk about what's bothering them, rather than just assume the other can understand. For as much time as they have spent together, they are still two separate people. They have different thoughts and thought processes.
Adam isn't so sure that being the cushion to Shiro's fall is all that good. While he is definitely used to Shiro being on top of him, both from fighting against one another and from their more intimate activities, Shiro is still heavy. But in the end, if he had to, he would let Shiro fall on him a million times if it meant that Shiro could be safer. His breath is coming back to him, but his smile is strong as ever as that touch works through his wet hair. There was always a fascination of with those hands, how they can do so much, and yet feel so soft--
There was never any option to not accept Shiro once he returned. He let him get away once without telling him everything he felt, and Adam wasn't about to let him slip away again. Shiro was never a wreck. His body showed off everything the man went through and survived. While he would definitely wish over and over again that Shiro did not have to go through everything he did, he would not stop thanking his body for carrying him through it. He relearned Shiro's body to show him that he won't turn away from, not now, not ever.
He groans into the kiss as Shiro helps hold him up, feeling the warmth from Shiro's body be countered from the coolness of the water still coating their bodies. Adam can swear that the heat from them is enough to turn the water covering them into steam, masking their actions from any prying eyes who also felt that a midnight swim sounded like a good idea.
Adam lets his tongue brush against Shiro's lips as he pulls away, eyes lidded as he looks at his lover. They only have so much time together before this private moment before it has to end. He considers the possibilities, before only one thing becomes clear to him.
"Water," he says, slowly letting go of Shiro so that the man can come into the water with him.
It wouldn’t be the first time the man’s held his weight. All those muscles plus a metal arm. But there are only a few people who Shiro would trust to hold him up as much as Adam. Still, he isn’t planning on falling on the man a million times. That would be… well… boring. And stupid. A light smile comes back to his lips as he listens to Adam get his wind back, the happy expression on his boyfriend’s face filling him with a warmth that had been so very rare for so long. Carding his fingers back through the man’s hair, he lets his thumb play with the other man’s forehead, tracing his hairline, his eyebrows, simply enjoying touching him.
Warmth stoked in his chest builds into a heat he can’t deny as lips find his own once again. It’s so tempting to just fall back onto the floor and pull Adam atop him, but he gave the man a choice. If they’re going to turn the water into steam, well… Shiro really hopes no one’s going to be attempting to same “sneak into the closed pool after hours” sort of deal he and Adam already enacted. The door’s locked and the glass is darkened, so hopefully that’ll keep any potential prying eyes away.
Shiro groans a little in protest as Adam’s tongue slips from his own, leaving a glassy thread between them and the man’s taste lingering on his lips. His own eyes lid halfway, heavy with arousal and pupils slightly blown from lust. Maybe they do only have a short time, but to hell with it. He’s going to enjoy what they can wrangle from it. A single word answer is all he needs and he lightly nudges Adam’s strong chest with his shin. As his boyfriend backs away from the edge of the pool, Shiro catches hold of the rim and slips his legs into the water. One push and arch is all it takes to plunge back into the blue.
He sinks down to his chest, bobs for a moment, then drifts forward, bringing himself to Adam’s position in the water. Blindly he searches under the rippling surface, eventually finding the man’s hand with his own. Metal fingers interlace with Adam’s flesh and Shiro pulls them together with the touch. Treading water just ends up rubbing their knees and legs together and he offers the man a cool smile before throwing his flesh arm around his lover’s shoulder and pulling him into a kiss. Water closes over their heads as Shiro sinks with him, tangling his legs together with Adam’s and grinding his naked body flush with the other man’s.
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Date: 2020-01-05 01:59 am (UTC)There's a shift of his grip, not enough so that Shiro could slip out, but just enough so that he can retain his balance and not fall down. He doesn't want Shiro to fall, backwards and he could end up cracking his skull on the concrete and forwards and he could end up landing on Adam. Both options lead towards a fun night ending up being not so fun. But there's no falling, only proud victory as Shiro admits defeat. "Damn right I did," he replies back, breath still a little short from how hard he had to swim to catch his prey. He hasn't worked this hard to catch Shiro since the first time he decided that this man would be his and his alone.
Adam's smile shifts as Shiro does. There's a certain sharpness to it when he gets a clear view of Shiro's well-endowed cock, rock hard and swaying in front of him. Certainly nothing he hasn't seen before, but still a sight that Adam could never tire of, something he can look at forever. Adam's thumb brushes against Shiro's ankle, soothingly, and he hums as Shiro runs his fingers through his hair, feeling it move around. It's relaxing, the perfect way to come down from the thrill of the hunt.
"No one knows you better," he says closing his eyes briefly, enjoying this moment. But when he reopens his eyes, they're focused on Shiro's face, taking him in once more. "And I'll take my prize," Adam continues. The hand around Shiro's ankle lets go, but the severed connection between them is only brief. One hand presses against the rim of the pool and he uses it to push himself upward, while the other hand shoots upward, resting on Shiro's shoulder as Adam closes the distance between them and brings Shiro in for a kiss. The kiss is light, for the moment, but hidden behind it is the searing desire that Adam has for Shiro. He's caught what he wants and Adam is going to take him.
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Date: 2020-01-14 02:35 am (UTC)Not anymore.
Shiro breathes out as the grip on his body shifts and he focuses on keeping his balance while Adam holds onto him. He’s not going to fall. That would be a pretty bad interruption to this moment. Though if he falls forward, at least he’ll land in the water and on top of Adam. Neither are bad places to fall. A soft chuckle rumbles in his chest and Shiro threads his fingers through his lover’s brown hair, playing with the rich, wet strands. “You did,” he agrees again, ears loving the sound of Adam’s shorter breath. It reminds him of so many things, from playing basketball in the Garrison as teenagers to those heated nights biting pillows and fisting sheets.
He feels relaxed and safe even though he’s naked in front of his lover. Adam’s never once averted his gaze despite the “wreck” Shiro sometimes feels he returned to the man as. He left Adam an expert pilot, secretly to be crippled with illness, and came back devoid of illness, but broken, used, and scarred. Adam had every right to turn from him and leave… but he didn’t. He stayed, looked, touched, loved… sometimes such affection hits Shiro in the heart and gut harder than he wants to admit. But… he’s never once not be grateful for it.
A thumb brushes his ankle and Shiro shivers gently at the soothing touch, the thin, sensitive skin over the bone tingling in the wake of Adam’s touch. “No one,” he agrees again. Only to blink out of the romantic glaze when the pilot says something about prize. Oh crap! He forgot! The hand on his ankle trades for the rim of the pool and one of Shiro’s muscular shoulders. Like a mythical merman Adonis bursting from the waves; that’s what the Paladin thinks of as Adam shoves up through the water and over the rim of the pool, sluicing liquid all over Shiro’s legs and hips as he’s pulled down for a kiss. He leans into it without hesitation, eyes closing as he feels Adam’s burning desire for him nigh-glowing against his face and neck. Caught… addicted… and wanting. Wanting to be taken by the man who’s captured him heart and all.
Shiro wraps his arm around Adam’s shoulders and upper back, pulling him into the kiss as well as he deepens it, a low groan of desire building in his throat. He finally breaks the kiss, only enough to get his words out, lips brushing over his lover’s as he speaks. “Where?” Here on the tiles beside the pool or in the water itself?
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Date: 2020-01-24 04:51 am (UTC)Adam isn't so sure that being the cushion to Shiro's fall is all that good. While he is definitely used to Shiro being on top of him, both from fighting against one another and from their more intimate activities, Shiro is still heavy. But in the end, if he had to, he would let Shiro fall on him a million times if it meant that Shiro could be safer. His breath is coming back to him, but his smile is strong as ever as that touch works through his wet hair. There was always a fascination of with those hands, how they can do so much, and yet feel so soft--
There was never any option to not accept Shiro once he returned. He let him get away once without telling him everything he felt, and Adam wasn't about to let him slip away again. Shiro was never a wreck. His body showed off everything the man went through and survived. While he would definitely wish over and over again that Shiro did not have to go through everything he did, he would not stop thanking his body for carrying him through it. He relearned Shiro's body to show him that he won't turn away from, not now, not ever.
He groans into the kiss as Shiro helps hold him up, feeling the warmth from Shiro's body be countered from the coolness of the water still coating their bodies. Adam can swear that the heat from them is enough to turn the water covering them into steam, masking their actions from any prying eyes who also felt that a midnight swim sounded like a good idea.
Adam lets his tongue brush against Shiro's lips as he pulls away, eyes lidded as he looks at his lover. They only have so much time together before this private moment before it has to end. He considers the possibilities, before only one thing becomes clear to him.
"Water," he says, slowly letting go of Shiro so that the man can come into the water with him.
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Date: 2020-01-27 04:26 am (UTC)Warmth stoked in his chest builds into a heat he can’t deny as lips find his own once again. It’s so tempting to just fall back onto the floor and pull Adam atop him, but he gave the man a choice. If they’re going to turn the water into steam, well… Shiro really hopes no one’s going to be attempting to same “sneak into the closed pool after hours” sort of deal he and Adam already enacted. The door’s locked and the glass is darkened, so hopefully that’ll keep any potential prying eyes away.
Shiro groans a little in protest as Adam’s tongue slips from his own, leaving a glassy thread between them and the man’s taste lingering on his lips. His own eyes lid halfway, heavy with arousal and pupils slightly blown from lust. Maybe they do only have a short time, but to hell with it. He’s going to enjoy what they can wrangle from it. A single word answer is all he needs and he lightly nudges Adam’s strong chest with his shin. As his boyfriend backs away from the edge of the pool, Shiro catches hold of the rim and slips his legs into the water. One push and arch is all it takes to plunge back into the blue.
He sinks down to his chest, bobs for a moment, then drifts forward, bringing himself to Adam’s position in the water. Blindly he searches under the rippling surface, eventually finding the man’s hand with his own. Metal fingers interlace with Adam’s flesh and Shiro pulls them together with the touch. Treading water just ends up rubbing their knees and legs together and he offers the man a cool smile before throwing his flesh arm around his lover’s shoulder and pulling him into a kiss. Water closes over their heads as Shiro sinks with him, tangling his legs together with Adam’s and grinding his naked body flush with the other man’s.