[Precious few people had ever been kind to Keith before Shiro met him. He's willing to bet that whatever sexual encounters he'd had... haven't ever really been with someone that cared. Some people are like that. They don't need the love to be there, but Keith...
Keith's been starved for affection over half his life.
Shiro kisses at his shoulder, trails his fingers up. The scars are rough under his hands.]
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Keith's been starved for affection over half his life.
Shiro kisses at his shoulder, trails his fingers up. The scars are rough under his hands.]
I'm good like that.