[Oh. He was worried from the way Shiro's voice sounded, but maybe he shouldn't. Maybe he should just admit he's a lot lost on most of these sorts of things. The heat is starting to irritate the burn on his face and he isn't sure he trusts his knees on this slick floor. But Shiro's holding him, kissing him like he's the only meal he's had in ages.
Keith leans into it, carefully cupping Shiro's cheeks and keeping him close. After a minute, he readjusts, moving to straddle his lap to be closer.]
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Keith leans into it, carefully cupping Shiro's cheeks and keeping him close. After a minute, he readjusts, moving to straddle his lap to be closer.]