[It's almost sweet, how slowly Shiro is taking this. Keith lets out a low groan and stretches underneath him, a hand carefully resting on Shiro's head. This is good. This is a good start, of Keith being allowed to enjoy this. He lifts his hips up, rolling against Shiro's mouth and back down onto his finger.]
Still-- Still not sure we won't get interrupted. [Saying what Shiro's thinking, to be honest. But he's got one eye watching the door. Just in case.]
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Still-- Still not sure we won't get interrupted. [Saying what Shiro's thinking, to be honest. But he's got one eye watching the door. Just in case.]