[Shiro goes down further, and Keith inhales sharply. The warmth around him is bliss. The hand on his thigh keeps him from hiking it too high up at least. While he's hoping it's not obvious it's his first time receiving, Keith knows it's... hard to hide.
He's breathing in deep and rolls his hips up once, experimentally, just a little. Christ.]
Shiro... [His voice is already thick and now he can't trust himself to make any other words with this mouth of his. Instead he does reach down and rest his hand in Shiro's hair, not gripping it yet. Just tentative.]
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He's breathing in deep and rolls his hips up once, experimentally, just a little. Christ.]
Shiro... [His voice is already thick and now he can't trust himself to make any other words with this mouth of his. Instead he does reach down and rest his hand in Shiro's hair, not gripping it yet. Just tentative.]