[ It won't stop it, but it'll sate it temporarily which is all he can hope for at this point in time. Shiro breathes out, shaky and uneven and focuses on the feel of Lance's hand on his dick again, smaller than his, different, but still good.
Jerking off onto him won't fix the ache inside him, the unsatisfied tension but it'll be a step closer and he knows this isn't going to end any time soon either way, so he settles himself closer. The tops of his thighs butt up under the undersides of Lance's and spread his legs apart so their cocks are near each other. Lance's hand is brushed gently away so he can do this himself, claiming.
It takes laughably few strokes to get himself off; slower at first and then firm, the purple head slipping between his fingers each tug until he hunches over and groans quietly, come spattering over Lance's cock, his belly, his chest. Recovery takes a few moments, his cock not softening but he doesn't expect it to, not right now. By the time his breathing settles, he inhales and oh, Lance was right, this is good. It steadies him further, the sight of Lance's tan skin splattered with white enough to make him shudder and lick his lips, hungry. ]
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[ It won't stop it, but it'll sate it temporarily which is all he can hope for at this point in time. Shiro breathes out, shaky and uneven and focuses on the feel of Lance's hand on his dick again, smaller than his, different, but still good.
Jerking off onto him won't fix the ache inside him, the unsatisfied tension but it'll be a step closer and he knows this isn't going to end any time soon either way, so he settles himself closer. The tops of his thighs butt up under the undersides of Lance's and spread his legs apart so their cocks are near each other. Lance's hand is brushed gently away so he can do this himself, claiming.
It takes laughably few strokes to get himself off; slower at first and then firm, the purple head slipping between his fingers each tug until he hunches over and groans quietly, come spattering over Lance's cock, his belly, his chest. Recovery takes a few moments, his cock not softening but he doesn't expect it to, not right now. By the time his breathing settles, he inhales and oh, Lance was right, this is good. It steadies him further, the sight of Lance's tan skin splattered with white enough to make him shudder and lick his lips, hungry. ]