( there's an unrestrained glare to lance as he kisses shiro, possessive and upset enough that once they part and shiro strokes himself, keith takes it upon himself to one-up him, crashing their mouths together. it isn't the best idea, admittedly. he knows these lips better than his own, what they taste like and what they've always tasted like -- but they're different, now. they don't part for him the way keith's do, they aren't as eager or as careful as he remembers them. they don't ask for more kisses. they kiss like it's a business, a means to an ends, a necessity to get this over with faster.
he hates it but doesn't soon let it show, drawing his gaze and body lower. it's a galran cock, same as any of the others he's seen -- purpley and spotted in strange places, with ridges that are weird and foreign to a human eye. it's big, though, mouthwatering and huge, and if his initial thought is disgust that this happened to him at all, the second is excitement and intrigue. he wants to lick up that lavender straight from the source, smear it across his lips.
setting to do that, his naked form wriggles down shiro's, hand curving on top of his at his cock to shoo it away, feeling out the shape of it. on his hands and knees he shudders to lick the tip of it, making a soft needy sound to the head before he envelopes the crown, sucking him dry. his eyes flicker upwards to meet shiro's, sinking his head down lower -- he gags halfway down and stays there instead of pushing himself further, red lips spread wide across a purple cock, eyes squinted but never closed. )
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he hates it but doesn't soon let it show, drawing his gaze and body lower. it's a galran cock, same as any of the others he's seen -- purpley and spotted in strange places, with ridges that are weird and foreign to a human eye. it's big, though, mouthwatering and huge, and if his initial thought is disgust that this happened to him at all, the second is excitement and intrigue. he wants to lick up that lavender straight from the source, smear it across his lips.
setting to do that, his naked form wriggles down shiro's, hand curving on top of his at his cock to shoo it away, feeling out the shape of it. on his hands and knees he shudders to lick the tip of it, making a soft needy sound to the head before he envelopes the crown, sucking him dry. his eyes flicker upwards to meet shiro's, sinking his head down lower -- he gags halfway down and stays there instead of pushing himself further, red lips spread wide across a purple cock, eyes squinted but never closed. )