[Keith raises an eyebrow. Grateful, huh. He supposes, though he could say the same of a lot of things Shiro's done. Well, except maybe what happened to his poor pants. He should probably go inside and grab another pair-
His hand finds its way to the back of Shiro's neck, a small grin playing across his lips at the kiss.]
Hm, guess I have. [He teases back. To say it hasn't been difficult holding himself back would be an outright lie. Yet he does so, because he was asked.
It's a promise that's hard to keep when Shiro does things like this. His own brakes aren't that great and it takes a lot of his willpower to keep from letting his restraints be burned up in the heat of the moment.
Screw it; let a couple burn. Fingers toy with the fine white hairs on the back of Shiro's neck as he explores with his tongue, teasing him in order to urge him to fight for dominance. Audience? What's that?]
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His hand finds its way to the back of Shiro's neck, a small grin playing across his lips at the kiss.]
Hm, guess I have. [He teases back. To say it hasn't been difficult holding himself back would be an outright lie. Yet he does so, because he was asked.
It's a promise that's hard to keep when Shiro does things like this. His own brakes aren't that great and it takes a lot of his willpower to keep from letting his restraints be burned up in the heat of the moment.
Screw it; let a couple burn. Fingers toy with the fine white hairs on the back of Shiro's neck as he explores with his tongue, teasing him in order to urge him to fight for dominance. Audience? What's that?]