( he knows very well what all the hints are -- part of it is being so connected spiritually, through voltron and the lions, that make it easier to pick up on keith's cues. no halfway marks today, he wants to be taken, and shiro is eager to do it for him, huffing a gentle breath with the tease to his cockhead, beading precome on his lips like a gloss. befitting of a babygirl -- he'll have to do him up sometime, a skirt and makeup, just to rip it off and mess it up. put on fake eyelashes just for shiro to come all over them.
he grits his teeth, feigning anger but not frustration, which is genuine at the moment -- being hard and teased, he'd usually be comfortable going at his partner's pace. not with keith. he wants it forced on him, and shiro can easily fit in that role, cupping the back of his head and dragging him forward. )
Slutty girl, doesn't even know how to suck cock. ( he can't believe the filth coming out of his mouth sometimes, but if keith seems into it then that's all that matters. shiro snaps his hips forward for an easy test, giving him the brief space to pull back and breathe if he needs it.
not for very long, though. quickly his cock is back in place, nestled towards the back of keith's throat which shiro fucks in slow, deep thrusts -- invading but still careful, mindful of him needing to pull back for any reason. )
Good girl, just like that. Keep your mouth nice and open for Daddy's cock. ( he bites his lip before continuing on. ) You wanna milk Daddy down your throat? I don't think so, I think I'm gonna come in that pink little cunt of yours, huh?
( if i was a slut i'd know how to suck cock like a pro, keith thinks but doesn't say, because he's not a moron and anyway, why would he want to provoke shiro further when he's got what he wants already? shiro fucks down his throat at a slow, steady pace, deep enough that keith loses his breath every time he bottoms out. it's perfect, shiro's cock dragging through him so that keith can feel every inch of it, knows his voice will be shot in the morning, and just the thought of that obvious, lasting sign of shiro's ownership makes him reach for his own dick.
shiro hasn't said he can't touch himself, but keith still tries to be subtle, torn between wanting to be caught and told to stop and wanting to jerk himself off. it'd be too obvious for him to pull his dick out of his pants, so he just palms himself through his underwear, the same way shiro had before keith got on his knees for him, and moans around shiro's cock.
good girl makes him shudder again, his hips jerking forward into his palm, but it's the next words that make his jaw go slack and his body go boneless. i'm gonna come in that pink little cunt of yours, shiro says, and keith's orgasm hits him like a mack truck, sudden and intense. pleasure rolls through him, hot and electric, and he lets out a long moan that gets muffled on shiro's cock. he wasn't told if he could come, but fuck. he couldn't have held that off if he tried, let alone like this. )
( he keeps fucking his throat, murmuring quiet filled nonsense ( you feel so good, you're so good to me baby girl, that's it ) while his mouth gets away from him, the hand at the back of keith's head getting tighter with harder thrusts. he doesn't mind keith touching himself, obviously aware and watching from the corner of his eye, the main focus of his gaze on keith's watery eyes, careful with him. part of his wants keith to cry, damnit, see him sobbing around shiro's cock while he chokes and sucks, working with the kind of finesse that he knows shiro likes.
the stuttered gasp draws his attention and, leading keith off by the grip on his hair, he tugs him back, spit strings connecting his mouth to shiro's cock still. )
Did you just come? ( an awed voice, aroused and beating blood through his cock with it. shiro's free hand strokes at his dick, working the saliva into it, licking his lower lip. ) Oh, naughty girl, so bad. Go on, take off your pants and show Daddy what you did. I wanna see your mess.
( keith doesn't even have time to recover before shiro drags his head back, shuddering through the aftershocks, mouth slack as he pants. it's humiliating, shiro's delight at his lack of stamina, but humiliating in the way that makes keith's dick twitch. he watches dazedly as shiro strokes himself, licking his lips and leaning forward — he wants shiro to fuck his face again, he wants to swallow his come —
but shiro gives him an order, and keith has to obey. he shivers, humiliated and loving it, and fully unbuttons and unzips his pants, pushing them down his thighs to give shiro a good view of his underwear. there's a damp, slightly tented and sticky patch on the front of them — keith's erection hasn't completely softened yet. )
I'm sorry, Daddy — I couldn't help it, you make me so hot. I had to — ( keith squirms, swallowing hard and avoiding shiro's eyes — ) I had to play with my clit, Daddy, I had to.
( not good enough -- his free hand moves easily forward, giving his underwear a hard tug until his come stained cock shows itself, and shiro can catch a beading pearl off it and press it to keith's lips, feeding him his own orgasm. shiro is far from unaffected, biting back stifled groans while he loosely strokes his cock, eyes glassy and captivated while watching keith, barely started and already a mess. )
Your clit, huh ...
( this he considers, sitting back and looking to keith with a gentle eye -- if he didn't want anymore, shiro trusts that he'd say as much, which is why he doesn't so much as hesitate to touch the sole of his boot on keith's softening prick, no doubt overly sensitive to every brush. the hard rubber can't feel good, but shiro does it anyway, rubbing in hard circles. )
Couldn't wait? Couldn't ask? I'll touch your clit, princess. You like that, huh, that's what you wanted. ( it definitely isn't, but shiro is careful regardless, only pushing so far before he stops moving, keeping his boot weighted heavy against him. ) You forgot that Daddy's pleasure comes first, baby. Very bad of you. Come up here, you're going across my knee and then I'm going to fuck you until you're crying.
( he shivers under shiro's scrutiny but accepts the finger covered in his own come easily, sucking the bitterness off it and then just sucking it, like he was sucking shiro's cock. when shiro touches the sole of his boot to his dick keith jolts, mouth going slack in shock around his finger. it's too rough, abrading the over-sensitive skin awfully, and keith tries to hitch his hips away but can't, is stuck at shiro's mercy. that, more than the actual friction, is what makes his dick twitch, makes him moan when shiro stops. he's entirely under shiro's control, can't choose what happens to him or when, and it's the hottest thing that's ever happened to him.
shiro tells him to get up, and it takes keith a moment of staring up at him, dazed, before he can comply, but comply he does. he pushes his pants off all the way, and pauses for a moment before taking off his shirt as well, then slowly lowers himself to lay across shiro's lap. he feels so exposed this way, ass in the air, naked while shiro's still fully clothed. it's got him so hot he doesn't know what to do with himself.
he has an idea, though, and even though shiro didn't tell him to he can't help himself, twisting just a bit to suck shiro's cock back down. he moans around it, another shiver running through him, and clenches his hands in the mattress. )
( 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.
( not knowing where shiro's going to touch him or when is — distracting. nerve-wracking. hot. all three at once. keith swallows shiro's dick down, jumping slightly when his hand braces on his hand, then shuddering when shiro grabs his ass. he whimpers when shiro's fingers brush over his hole, then cries out when he spanks him, shiro's cock dropping from his mouth as he squirms in his lap. )
One, ( he counts breathlessly, hitching his hips forward, both in a futile attempt to get away and trying to get some friction on his cock. it never fully softened, and now it's getting hard again, oversensitive and almost painful against shiro's pants. )
( hissed out right away -- less the daddy persona, and more of shiro's own instincts coming through. there's a certain relief to feeling something good, when shiro is so often caught between bad and worse -- he's addicted to the wet heat of keith's mouth, soothing his hand through his black hair to put him right back on it. he doesn't fuck his face, allowing him that small reprieve of control, so shiro doesn't accidentally suffocate him with his attention split.
two sharper slaps follow shortly, one to each cheek, and shiro gives them a small rest, huffing out a breath he didn't know he was holding in. )
That's it, girl, almost done. You're doing so well, Daddy's so proud.
( keith doesn't have to be told twice, leaning forward to get his mouth back on shiro's dick. it's hard to suck on him and push his ass out to be spanked and try to rock his own cock into shiro's lap, so he gives up on the last, even as he just gets harder from his own degradation. his own pleasure doesn't matter, he's here for his daddy's use and nothing more. if daddy lets him come, it's a gift.
shiro spanks him twice, one right after the other, and keith only pulls off his cock long enough to count them out before he goes right back to sucking him down. he hears daddy's so proud and he moans, hips jerking forward — he can't help it, he loves being told what a slut he is but he loves praise even more. he takes a deep breath in through his nose and swallows shiro's cock down, deep-throating him, until his nose is pressed into the curls at the base of shiro's cock. )
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he grits his teeth, feigning anger but not frustration, which is genuine at the moment -- being hard and teased, he'd usually be comfortable going at his partner's pace. not with keith. he wants it forced on him, and shiro can easily fit in that role, cupping the back of his head and dragging him forward. )
Slutty girl, doesn't even know how to suck cock. ( he can't believe the filth coming out of his mouth sometimes, but if keith seems into it then that's all that matters. shiro snaps his hips forward for an easy test, giving him the brief space to pull back and breathe if he needs it.
not for very long, though. quickly his cock is back in place, nestled towards the back of keith's throat which shiro fucks in slow, deep thrusts -- invading but still careful, mindful of him needing to pull back for any reason. )
Good girl, just like that. Keep your mouth nice and open for Daddy's cock. ( he bites his lip before continuing on. ) You wanna milk Daddy down your throat? I don't think so, I think I'm gonna come in that pink little cunt of yours, huh?
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shiro hasn't said he can't touch himself, but keith still tries to be subtle, torn between wanting to be caught and told to stop and wanting to jerk himself off. it'd be too obvious for him to pull his dick out of his pants, so he just palms himself through his underwear, the same way shiro had before keith got on his knees for him, and moans around shiro's cock.
good girl makes him shudder again, his hips jerking forward into his palm, but it's the next words that make his jaw go slack and his body go boneless. i'm gonna come in that pink little cunt of yours, shiro says, and keith's orgasm hits him like a mack truck, sudden and intense. pleasure rolls through him, hot and electric, and he lets out a long moan that gets muffled on shiro's cock. he wasn't told if he could come, but fuck. he couldn't have held that off if he tried, let alone like this. )
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the stuttered gasp draws his attention and, leading keith off by the grip on his hair, he tugs him back, spit strings connecting his mouth to shiro's cock still. )
Did you just come? ( an awed voice, aroused and beating blood through his cock with it. shiro's free hand strokes at his dick, working the saliva into it, licking his lower lip. ) Oh, naughty girl, so bad. Go on, take off your pants and show Daddy what you did. I wanna see your mess.
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but shiro gives him an order, and keith has to obey. he shivers, humiliated and loving it, and fully unbuttons and unzips his pants, pushing them down his thighs to give shiro a good view of his underwear. there's a damp, slightly tented and sticky patch on the front of them — keith's erection hasn't completely softened yet. )
I'm sorry, Daddy — I couldn't help it, you make me so hot. I had to — ( keith squirms, swallowing hard and avoiding shiro's eyes — ) I had to play with my clit, Daddy, I had to.
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Your clit, huh ...
( this he considers, sitting back and looking to keith with a gentle eye -- if he didn't want anymore, shiro trusts that he'd say as much, which is why he doesn't so much as hesitate to touch the sole of his boot on keith's softening prick, no doubt overly sensitive to every brush. the hard rubber can't feel good, but shiro does it anyway, rubbing in hard circles. )
Couldn't wait? Couldn't ask? I'll touch your clit, princess. You like that, huh, that's what you wanted. ( it definitely isn't, but shiro is careful regardless, only pushing so far before he stops moving, keeping his boot weighted heavy against him. ) You forgot that Daddy's pleasure comes first, baby. Very bad of you. Come up here, you're going across my knee and then I'm going to fuck you until you're crying.
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shiro tells him to get up, and it takes keith a moment of staring up at him, dazed, before he can comply, but comply he does. he pushes his pants off all the way, and pauses for a moment before taking off his shirt as well, then slowly lowers himself to lay across shiro's lap. he feels so exposed this way, ass in the air, naked while shiro's still fully clothed. it's got him so hot he doesn't know what to do with himself.
he has an idea, though, and even though shiro didn't tell him to he can't help himself, twisting just a bit to suck shiro's cock back down. he moans around it, another shiver running through him, and clenches his hands in the mattress. )
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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.
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One, ( he counts breathlessly, hitching his hips forward, both in a futile attempt to get away and trying to get some friction on his cock. it never fully softened, and now it's getting hard again, oversensitive and almost painful against shiro's pants. )
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( hissed out right away -- less the daddy persona, and more of shiro's own instincts coming through. there's a certain relief to feeling something good, when shiro is so often caught between bad and worse -- he's addicted to the wet heat of keith's mouth, soothing his hand through his black hair to put him right back on it. he doesn't fuck his face, allowing him that small reprieve of control, so shiro doesn't accidentally suffocate him with his attention split.
two sharper slaps follow shortly, one to each cheek, and shiro gives them a small rest, huffing out a breath he didn't know he was holding in. )
That's it, girl, almost done. You're doing so well, Daddy's so proud.
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shiro spanks him twice, one right after the other, and keith only pulls off his cock long enough to count them out before he goes right back to sucking him down. he hears daddy's so proud and he moans, hips jerking forward — he can't help it, he loves being told what a slut he is but he loves praise even more. he takes a deep breath in through his nose and swallows shiro's cock down, deep-throating him, until his nose is pressed into the curls at the base of shiro's cock. )