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[whatsacactus]

[The agreement to go back to Earth had been quickly decided without any argument. Krolia had agreed to ride with Pidge, leaving Shiro and Keith alone in Black with his cosmic wolf.

It's quiet. They're all still recovering from the long fight with Lotor, the exhaustion of the quintessence field, the everything about Shiro once Keith had the time to tell them. He left out a lot (Krolia and Coran's eyes let him know they could tell he left a lot out), but it wasn't their business really.

Keith takes a slow breath, trying not to disturb the wolf lazing next to his seat but he needs to move around. He's ready to be cooped up here for weeks going back to Earth, but after just a couple of days? He's getting cabin fever.

He doesn't get up yet, but squeezes the controls.]

You doing okay back there?

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[rearmaments]

[Getting any indication of direction out of Keith is a Big Deal, so Shiro obliges him, digging his nails in along the curve of his shoulderblade, fingers locked as he drags them down alongside his spine. He knows that Keith is focusing wholly on him, unconcerned with his own pleasure, but Shiro is absolutely not going to stand for that. He wants to bring Keith to the brink just as much.]

Hey. Let's swap spots.

[Maybe if he shoves Keith down and rides him...]

[whatsacactus]

Mm?

[He softens his movement a bit, leaning up to look Shiro in the face. He's -- flushed, sweating, breathing hard. Shiro just said he liked what Keith was doing, but maybe he messed up somewhere?

His brows furrow at that thought before he leans down to kiss him soft.]

Whatever you want.