[It's a habit you get into in the barracks, not letting anyone else hear you. Shiro can guess that he's holding back - the stuttered exhalations are more than enough. Again, it's a sign of just how deeply ingrained it is that Keith doesn't feel entitled to pleasure. He swallows thickly, and then pulls back from Keith's dick, shifting so he can jerk him off slowly instead.]
Hey.
[A kiss to the jutting bone of his hip, as Shiro looks up at him.]
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Hey.
[A kiss to the jutting bone of his hip, as Shiro looks up at him.]
I want to hear you.