[ There's slickness on the insides of Lance's thighs, a shine there that it takes him a moment to realize isn't just his own wetness, it's the slow crawl of his come sliding out of Lance's hole and fuck fuck, he hadn't realized that it would do it for him but yeah.
He wants something, wants everything. Wants to get his mouth all over the curve of Lance's cock, wants to have his knees on either side of Shiro's head, wants him to fuck into his mouth like he owns it. Wants to get on his hands and knees and arch his back and present for him. None of that is possible in their position right now and his own pride won't let him ask for it, so instead he swallows hard and stares Lance down, running his tongue along his teeth. ]
I want you to -
[ Yeah, nevermind what he wanted originally because he's pushing Shiro's pecs together and -- it's weird, a little bit, because they're not breasts, technically, but when Lance does that and shoves his dick between them, it almost looks like it. It works, anyway and Shiro lifts his hands to cup the curve of Lance's ass, his thighs. ]
Please put your cock in my mouth.
[ It's less a request by a needy omega and more a knowing order from Shiro, his eyes dark as he looks up at him and couples the question with a drag of his human fingers between Lance's cheeks, two fingers pushing against his hole, sliding into him. His metal hand drifts to the front, strokes over Lance's belly and his tongue lolls out for him, waiting. ]
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He wants something, wants everything. Wants to get his mouth all over the curve of Lance's cock, wants to have his knees on either side of Shiro's head, wants him to fuck into his mouth like he owns it. Wants to get on his hands and knees and arch his back and present for him. None of that is possible in their position right now and his own pride won't let him ask for it, so instead he swallows hard and stares Lance down, running his tongue along his teeth. ]
I want you to -
[ Yeah, nevermind what he wanted originally because he's pushing Shiro's pecs together and -- it's weird, a little bit, because they're not breasts, technically, but when Lance does that and shoves his dick between them, it almost looks like it. It works, anyway and Shiro lifts his hands to cup the curve of Lance's ass, his thighs. ]
Please put your cock in my mouth.
[ It's less a request by a needy omega and more a knowing order from Shiro, his eyes dark as he looks up at him and couples the question with a drag of his human fingers between Lance's cheeks, two fingers pushing against his hole, sliding into him. His metal hand drifts to the front, strokes over Lance's belly and his tongue lolls out for him, waiting. ]