[ It takes coordination to get Lance to be able to stay where he is without putting too much stress on his core asking him to hook his knees over Shiro's shoulders like that. He does what he can to keep him propped up a little bit, a hand bracing to make sure that he doesn't topple over.
It means he can use his hand to explore, pinching and plucking at Lance's nipples while his mouth works over his twitching hole, flicking his tongue in kittenish little licks before pairing each tug of his nipples with a longer, slower one.
Eventually his hand moves down and curls back around his cock, mouth alternating between teasing the heavy swell of his balls and going back to lick up the dripping mess on his thighs and fuck into him with his tongue all over again. Between those, Shiro talks to him, because Lance sounds like he's going nuts because of it. ]
You're being perfect for me. Doing so well.
[ When he finally comes, Shiro winds a hand around him and strokes him through it again, tempted to push him through to a third but deciding to take pity for the moment. Instead, he gently scoots back and lies Lance down so he can clean up the mess from his hand and Lance's belly, where come rolled down to his chest. Once that's taken care of, he crawls his way up Lance's body, kissing over his pulse gently. ]
Can I kiss you, or should I go rinse my mouth out?
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It means he can use his hand to explore, pinching and plucking at Lance's nipples while his mouth works over his twitching hole, flicking his tongue in kittenish little licks before pairing each tug of his nipples with a longer, slower one.
Eventually his hand moves down and curls back around his cock, mouth alternating between teasing the heavy swell of his balls and going back to lick up the dripping mess on his thighs and fuck into him with his tongue all over again. Between those, Shiro talks to him, because Lance sounds like he's going nuts because of it. ]
You're being perfect for me. Doing so well.
[ When he finally comes, Shiro winds a hand around him and strokes him through it again, tempted to push him through to a third but deciding to take pity for the moment. Instead, he gently scoots back and lies Lance down so he can clean up the mess from his hand and Lance's belly, where come rolled down to his chest. Once that's taken care of, he crawls his way up Lance's body, kissing over his pulse gently. ]
Can I kiss you, or should I go rinse my mouth out?