or the way keith squirms in his lap, reactive and tense and unwinding in an unlocking sort of sequence that he can feel every step of the way. it makes him go stock-still, his heartbeat racing. his gaze fixes on keith's bruise-shiny mouth, and he's trying very hard not to try to have keith make that sound again. ]
. . . just. Until the laundry's done.
[ that's an excuse. he's stalling at this point, peppering small kisses against keith's swollen mouth. the memories aren't coming, but no matter what he does, it still feels like he's wanted this for years. ]
I could try to make you another cup of coffee . . .
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or the way keith squirms in his lap, reactive and tense and unwinding in an unlocking sort of sequence that he can feel every step of the way. it makes him go stock-still, his heartbeat racing. his gaze fixes on keith's bruise-shiny mouth, and he's trying very hard not to try to have keith make that sound again. ]
. . . just. Until the laundry's done.
[ that's an excuse. he's stalling at this point, peppering small kisses against keith's swollen mouth. the memories aren't coming, but no matter what he does, it still feels like he's wanted this for years. ]
I could try to make you another cup of coffee . . .