( there's an unabashed moan when shiro grinds them together, one that might sound just the smallest bit sob-like if looked into too closely, but he's gratefully permitted the excuse of filling his mouth with lance's cock, so he doesn't have to focus too much on covering it up. if he wants to cry ( and god, does he ) he can just shove lance's cock as far down his throat as it'll go -- so he does, letting his eyes water up at the corners, holding it there before pulling off with streaky lines of saliva still connecting them, hard panting hitting lance's thighs. he rolls his hips downwards, experimental, happy to find shiro hard -- good, he's enjoying it. good.
he grinds more, regardless, less seductive and more ... curious. has it always felt that way? )
It's ... ( weird, different, lance they did something else to him. ) big. ( bigger, he means, but shiro can't remember that much. it's not like he was lacking before. keith shudders to think why he might've gotten some strange upgrade on his cock and clenches shiro tighter because of it, a hand sifting through the hair at the back of his head, affectionate and reassuring. he thinks he might actually sob if he kisses shrio, so instead he opts to guide his head over and towards lance's erection, mouthing eagerly at the side of it while giving shiro enough room to indulge himself. )
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he grinds more, regardless, less seductive and more ... curious. has it always felt that way? )
It's ... ( weird, different, lance they did something else to him. ) big. ( bigger, he means, but shiro can't remember that much. it's not like he was lacking before. keith shudders to think why he might've gotten some strange upgrade on his cock and clenches shiro tighter because of it, a hand sifting through the hair at the back of his head, affectionate and reassuring. he thinks he might actually sob if he kisses shrio, so instead he opts to guide his head over and towards lance's erection, mouthing eagerly at the side of it while giving shiro enough room to indulge himself. )