[ … oh, hell. shiro can confidently say that in all his life, he has never – never formulated an interest in what keith would sound like while aroused. keith has — and is – forever off his radar, because keith is his friend. the previously tiny, teenaged kid who he mentored for years. even if keith has grown into his terrible hair and shot up with insanely long legs that come together at hips that harbor a very supple, very round ass–
no. he is not interested. not in the slightest.
his dick is going rogue, though. disconnected from his brain – and all the reasons as to why it shouldn’t wake up – his nether regions are playing at a different tune, one that involves a breathy moan that sounds sinful and wanting and far too attractive. ]
It’s – fine. [ it’s not, but shiro is lacking the capacity to formulate a response beyond the knee-jerk reassurance that is practically second-nature to him. ] You’re not doing anything wrong.
[ what the fuck is he even saying?? overriding this unhelpful need to chase away keith’s insecurities, shiro takes keith’s retracted grip as the building block to a solution. ]
But maybe you should turn around, otherwise I might…
[ twitch? harden? no, he’s not saying that. just thinking it has his face blooming with a scandalized blush. nice to know he isn’t so frozen that he can’t get the blood flowing, though, huh? ]
It’s not like I can control it when there’s a…
[ cute… boy…? a nice dick nestled against him…? no, he can’t say that, either. well, he has to say something, which inevitably leads him backtracking somewhere closer to the first. ]
It’s been a long time, Keith. [ breathe and just say it. for better or worse, it comes out in a deadpan. ] I’m gonna get hard if you don’t turn around.
what is happening
no. he is not interested. not in the slightest.
his dick is going rogue, though. disconnected from his brain – and all the reasons as to why it shouldn’t wake up – his nether regions are playing at a different tune, one that involves a breathy moan that sounds sinful and wanting and far too attractive. ]
It’s – fine. [ it’s not, but shiro is lacking the capacity to formulate a response beyond the knee-jerk reassurance that is practically second-nature to him. ] You’re not doing anything wrong.
[ what the fuck is he even saying?? overriding this unhelpful need to chase away keith’s insecurities, shiro takes keith’s retracted grip as the building block to a solution. ]
But maybe you should turn around, otherwise I might…
[ twitch? harden? no, he’s not saying that. just thinking it has his face blooming with a scandalized blush. nice to know he isn’t so frozen that he can’t get the blood flowing, though, huh? ]
It’s not like I can control it when there’s a…
[ cute… boy…? a nice dick nestled against him…? no, he can’t say that, either. well, he has to say something, which inevitably leads him backtracking somewhere closer to the first. ]
It’s been a long time, Keith. [ breathe and just say it. for better or worse, it comes out in a deadpan. ] I’m gonna get hard if you don’t turn around.