( he doesn't mind this touch -- somewhat winded by the fact that even in the face of pain, keith is still intent on pleasuring him. it almost makes him feel bad for the punishment oncoming based entirely on him not caring about shiro's pleasure, but it's a give and take relationship between the two of them. it doesn't work unless keith needs to be hit sometimes, it doesn't work if shiro refuses to forgive.
he groans beside himself, a softer hand bracing the back of keith's head while the other smooths down the arch of his back, grabbing a rough handhold of his ass and squeezing, letting the fingers of his alien hand brush past his hole. keith is so pale that just grabbing at him reds his skin, something shiro marvels and delights in, giving a sudden slap while keith is slobbering on his cock -- swift and hard, right to the point. )
Count, bad girl. ( he pinches the slap just after, elongating the pain. ) One of five.
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he groans beside himself, a softer hand bracing the back of keith's head while the other smooths down the arch of his back, grabbing a rough handhold of his ass and squeezing, letting the fingers of his alien hand brush past his hole. keith is so pale that just grabbing at him reds his skin, something shiro marvels and delights in, giving a sudden slap while keith is slobbering on his cock -- swift and hard, right to the point. )
Count, bad girl. ( he pinches the slap just after, elongating the pain. ) One of five.