[It's honestly that much better being face to face, chest to chest. He groans when Lance grinds against him, fingers sliding down his slim waist to pull him a little closer.]
You're... getting ahead of yourself, aren't you? [Huffing a laugh, he shivers and rubs idle circles over Lance's skin. How are they even going to manage this? Did Lance bring lube with him?
... On second thought, he wouldn't put it past him.]
[Shiro's body is so broad and firm against his, something he appreciates greatly. He's always admired the older man's form. Lance isn't a twig, he's definitely got some muscle of his own, but he's still slender and lanky. Shiro is....well. A beefcake.]
So, uh, I...thought maybe, maaaaaaaybe I'd strike lucky, and uh. Yeah, I kind of brought lube.
[The words fall from his lips before he even thinks about anything, just... lance. Lance please.
But it's not a bad thing, in this case, is it? Lance is far too eager, but it's endearing in its way. With an embarrassed noise, he leans in to kiss the other.]
[Lance is nothing if not overeager and overexcited. He places a quick kiss to Shiro's lips before getting out of the shower and digging through his jeans for the small bottle. That retrieved, he hops right back in and presses it against Shiro's hand.]
It's fine. [He looks at him for a moment, taking a deep breath. It's not like he hasn't messed with himself down there, but this is definitely going to be different.] Need me to turn around now, or?
Yeah. That's... probably best. [It'll be easiest when he can see, when he can move carefully.] I mean, unless there's something more you had in mind, first.
Probably. [The bed would make this easier. For now, he leans in against Lance a bit, his prosthetic arm bracing against the wall as his lube-slicked fingers trail down over the other's ass, curious but warm. When he reaches his hole, he rubs first, watching Lance's reaction.]
[He gives a little sharp inhale when he feels Shiro's fingers finally against his entrance. It's strange to have someone else touching him there, but welcome, especially with who it is.]
[Shiro presses a little kiss against Lance's shoulder, slowly pressing one finger against his entrance. It's tight, if not unyielding, and a shiver runs through him when the first digit slips in past the tight ring of muscle there.]
[He bites his lip when the first finger enters him. Lance has done this before, with himself, but he's never actually gotten this far with another person.]
[Shiro peppers Lance's skin with little kisses, following the line of dark flesh along his shoulder and up to his neck.
His fingers are slow but sure in their movements, pressing and pulling back easily and carefully. Honestly, he's surprised lance seems to like it so much; he would think it uncomfortable, if nothing else.]
Tell me when you're ready for more. [it'll keep lance talking, which is a positive all its own, plus give him audio cues for how to proceed. Feeling him like this, Shiro's cock twitches at the thought of being inside him fully, the sheer heat around his fingers almost dizzying.]
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You're... getting ahead of yourself, aren't you? [Huffing a laugh, he shivers and rubs idle circles over Lance's skin. How are they even going to manage this? Did Lance bring lube with him?
... On second thought, he wouldn't put it past him.]
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[Shiro's body is so broad and firm against his, something he appreciates greatly. He's always admired the older man's form. Lance isn't a twig, he's definitely got some muscle of his own, but he's still slender and lanky. Shiro is....well. A beefcake.]
So, uh, I...thought maybe, maaaaaaaybe I'd strike lucky, and uh. Yeah, I kind of brought lube.
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[The words fall from his lips before he even thinks about anything, just... lance. Lance please.
But it's not a bad thing, in this case, is it? Lance is far too eager, but it's endearing in its way. With an embarrassed noise, he leans in to kiss the other.]
... I guess you'd best grab it, then.
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I want you to get me ready.
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Leaning in, he kisses Lance again as he uncaps the bottle, maneuvering it to pour some of the slick liquid onto his hand.]
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[But! For now, he turns around, placing his hands against the tile of the shower wall.]
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Probably. [The bed would make this easier. For now, he leans in against Lance a bit, his prosthetic arm bracing against the wall as his lube-slicked fingers trail down over the other's ass, curious but warm. When he reaches his hole, he rubs first, watching Lance's reaction.]
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Please, come on...
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[Shiro presses a little kiss against Lance's shoulder, slowly pressing one finger against his entrance. It's tight, if not unyielding, and a shiver runs through him when the first digit slips in past the tight ring of muscle there.]
... you're so tight, Lance...
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[He bites his lip when the first finger enters him. Lance has done this before, with himself, but he's never actually gotten this far with another person.]
Y-yeah...hope I feel good for you.
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[Shiro peppers Lance's skin with little kisses, following the line of dark flesh along his shoulder and up to his neck.
His fingers are slow but sure in their movements, pressing and pulling back easily and carefully. Honestly, he's surprised lance seems to like it so much; he would think it uncomfortable, if nothing else.]
Tell me when you're ready for more. [it'll keep lance talking, which is a positive all its own, plus give him audio cues for how to proceed. Feeling him like this, Shiro's cock twitches at the thought of being inside him fully, the sheer heat around his fingers almost dizzying.]
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[He swalllows, spreading his legs a little more to give Shiro better access.]
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[of course he's still worried. It doesn't stop him from slipping a second finger in, though, gently spreading them to ease the stretching.]