[He hooks his ankles crossed behind Keith's hips, not trying or intending to pull him in any closer. He lets Keith go at whatever pace he wants to set, though not without urging him on with the occasional 'it's all right/I'm good/keep going'. Keith has always treated him well, and Shiro knew that wouldn't change between them with this new dimension to their relationship, but it's-- oddly endearing to see just how hard he's trying to be gentle.
Gentleness in and of itself isn't something that ever came easily to Keith. He grew up too hard, too fast for it to be an quality he was comfortable nurturing. It's inherent in him, sure, but these things need space and encouragement to grow. Seeing him enact it now is--
(His heart stutters. Love is in every line of him, it sings along every nerve.)
Once Keith's pressed most of the way in--]
Hey.
[He flexes his thighs, pulls Keith in flush against him. It's-- exhilarating, overwhelming, a million different things at once, like the first time he was in Black and felt her mind open to him when she took him to Daibazaal. It's a conglomerate of sensations, enough to elicit a dizzy little groan out of him, pitched low.
Then it's a hand to the back of his neck, pulling him down. Shiro kisses his cheek, achingly fond.]
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Gentleness in and of itself isn't something that ever came easily to Keith. He grew up too hard, too fast for it to be an quality he was comfortable nurturing. It's inherent in him, sure, but these things need space and encouragement to grow. Seeing him enact it now is--
(His heart stutters. Love is in every line of him, it sings along every nerve.)
Once Keith's pressed most of the way in--]
Hey.
[He flexes his thighs, pulls Keith in flush against him. It's-- exhilarating, overwhelming, a million different things at once, like the first time he was in Black and felt her mind open to him when she took him to Daibazaal. It's a conglomerate of sensations, enough to elicit a dizzy little groan out of him, pitched low.
Then it's a hand to the back of his neck, pulling him down. Shiro kisses his cheek, achingly fond.]
You're beautiful.