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[lonered]

[The sound of his name in Shiro's voice like that, when it sounds like the other man is losing himself in ecstasy is one that he will commit to memory for the rest of his life. He's still watching the other man, hand moving over him through the entirety of his release before shifting to run up his stomach, press to his chest.

Keith tips forward and leans his head against the back of Shiro's shoulder, panting softly as he tries to remember how to breathe at a normal pace, as his heartbeat comes down from its frantic rhythm. Pressing a kiss to the skin beneath his lips he lifts his head to meet Shiro's gaze, lips quirking into a smile.]

Let's sleep in tomorrow.

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Yeah. We have the day off. [He leans back into him and sinks his fingers back into his hair. Keith is tucked up against his back and he can’t think of a better scenario. Except breakfast at home when they get up. They can have it sent to the apartment.

Shiro hums softly bending his knees slightly to keep himself on his feet. They need to clean up before they can leave the shower. Shiro turns slightly to face Keith.] Help me clean up? Then we can figure out how we’re getting back to bed.

[lonered]

Mm... good idea.

[He shifts back, finally drawing out of Shiro and stepping aside just enough so that the water can fall over him unimpeded. He finds the soap and lets his hands roam over the other man gently, cleaning away the latest vestiges of their second round of sex.

He's pleasantly exhausted, and once he's done he steps in close again to mold himself once more up against Shiro's back.]

Want me to carry you?

[It's playful and teasing. Shiro has the height and weight advantage on him, but Keith has always been stronger than he looks -- and these days he actually looks fairly strong. Maybe it's the Galra blood.]

Or you can lean on me.