you gotta do the cooking by the book

[paladads]

WHO: shiro & you!
WHERE: rin's cafe in bluo
WHEN: late june
WHAT: to let rin have a day off, shiro offered to run the cafe
WARNINGS: sheith getting hot & bothered, nsfw

i. early riser.

[ After leaving Keith in bed with a kiss (and a note telling him to come look for Shiro's at Rin's cafe later) he gets to the Bluo house that makes up the shop and lets himself in just after sunrise, a bag of goodies slung over a shoulder. With a makeshift apron wrapped around his hips and the sleeve of his henley rolled up, Shiro washes his hands and starts making lilac boar-meat sandwiches to add to the food on offer, spruced up with grated cheese and slices of apple. His mini portable grill is set up with a slow-burning fire from some of the logs out back so that people can have homemade toasties if they prefer, and once his contribution to the cafe is well underway he starts brewing coffee for the first customers of the day, pleasantly soothed by the ease of the job. It's a long way from commanding Atlas or being a Paladin, both of which he misses dearly, but that's not necessarily a bad thing when he's already taking a break while in Chroma. ]

Good morning! [ His smile is warm for the breakfast crowd. ] What can I get for you today?


ii. lunchtime.

[ The morning was a nice way to ease into his temporary role of cafe proprietor but it's lunch-time when things start speeding up. He's glad he brought salmon to replace the boar meat, grilling the fish and glazing it with wild honey (served with optional grilled mushrooms!) so that patrons can eat heartily and have a delicious meal if they missed the most important one of the day. Shiro is a lot busier as he hurries about but he always has a smile for new faces, even when sweat starts to bead on his brow. ]


iii. evening.

[ When it starts getting toward golden hour and the crowd disperses (Shiro's stash of food all but gone save for some chunky meaty sandwiches he leaves in the back especially for Rin tomorrow) he flops in one of the larger armchairs and sips at a cup of tea, a sense of accomplishment in his tired limbs. It's been a fun day, completely outside his usual wheelhouse, and he thinks Hunk would be proud of his inventiveness in the kitchen. If anyone drops in for a last minute snack or drink he will rise from his seat and amiably help them out. ]

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[paladads]

This is why you're my favourite Paladin.

[ His grin twinkles with humour to match Keith's confidence, softening out as Shiro strokes long hair back from a forehead and cradles Keith's head. ]

Suck on the tip, use your tongue to rub it. Keep doing that for a while, baby, I can last while you learn.

[ Biting his lip, he adds, ]

Knead my balls a little, that feels really good.

[parakalein]

[ He's smiling, soft and so full of love it should be disgusting -- more than just sex, he loves sharing something this intimate with him; to know what makes Shiro tick and what makes him weak. He does as he's asked, sensuously letting his tongue rub up against the tip of his cock.

He's kneading at his balls, tentatively at first, but more firmly once he finds out just how to do it in the way that would make Shiro squirm. He's leaning into his touch, lips wrapped around the head of his cock while he suckles harder, letting the filthy, hot sounds of pleasure fill the empty, abandoned room.

Mm, blowjobs in an abandoned house in a strange village -- that should be one for the books. He's taking him a little deeper now, feeling the unfamiliar weight of his dick on his tongue. This is new, this is new and he desperately doesn't want to fuck it up.

Cupping his balls in his palm, he leans forward to apply just a bit more suction, tightening so that he can simulate a wet, willing hole, ready for Shiro to fuck into. ]

[paladads]

[ Clearly karma is making up for lost time. Shiro tips his head back on a moan once Keith finds his groove, so to speak, intuitively fondling and sucking in ways that melt Shiro's spine. How he holds back from moving is beyond him but he does, instead using his grip on Keith's hair to show him when he can go a little faster, thumb brushing a cheek to let him know he's doing a fine job. ]

Baby, Keith ... [ Shiro swallows hard and spreads his metal palm on the wall, his grip crunching into plaster as he feels Keith's lips running over the rigid length of his cock, foreskin totally stretched out. The little house begins to fill with Shiro's louder moans as he drips precome, wetter than he ever remembers being from a blowjob in the distant past. ] God, so good, you're doing so good. Use your hand on my cock where your mouth can't reach, give it a stroke. Nice and tight, sweetheart.

[parakalein]

[ It's really hot, finding out what Shiro likes -- never in his life had he thought he would be here like this with him, surging up under his guidance and sucking cock like he was born for it; he's inexperienced and sloppy, but makes up for the lack of finesse with profound enthusiasm.

Bobbing his head up and down, using his hand on his dick and jerking him off, stroking him as Shiro so huskily, so sweetly asks, he lets the crunch of plaster send a thrill right down his spine. Here he is, his Shiro, losing control because of him. He's lapping at the foreskin, gently teasing at it before going back to suck, lapping up every drop of bittersalty precome and taking him in right until he feels that fat, thick head press against the back of his throat.

Hell, and he's only just a little more than halfway. ]

Mmmngh.

[paladads]

Keith ... !

[ Shiro won't last out the minute if he lets Keith continue like that, cock-hungry like a wet dream and so, so perfect in his eagerness, he tries so hard to please. He manages to be skilled enough to have Shiro panting against his prosthetic wrist, impatiently tugging on Keith's hair to urge him up. ]

You're gonna make me come if you keep that up, Keith. I want to kiss you, c'mere.

[ Before Shiro turns into a whiny mess and shoots off way too early, gasping and biting a lip as Keith all but deep-throats him. ]

[parakalein]

[ Shiro is so damn beautiful when he's panting, when he comes undone just like that and Keith is endlessly charmed, fascinated by the flush in his cheeks and the fact that he's tugging on him.

He releases him with a pop, watching the string of saliva on that wet cock before he's coming up now, playfully grasping Shiro's cock. He's shucking his own pants down to his knees, tucking his cock in between his soft, warm thighs while he leans up to kiss him, openmouthed and needy. ]

Mmm. Kiss me, then.

[paladads]

[ Shiro wastes no time in plastering Keith up against the wall with his body, kissing him hard with a guttural moan that feels like it comes from his core. Wherever they can touch they do, cocks gathered into Shiro's sweaty fist to give Keith something better to grind into, so close it seems impossible to tell where Shiro ends and Keith begins. Hot skin and wet mouths, nerves on fire and bones yearning to be closer. Shiro's larger hand curves around the tempting curve of Keith's ass to drag him in, helping them move as one, as they might when they finally bury themselves inside each other one day, the dull wall at Keith's back propping them up, both half-naked in disarray.

Shiro's loving murmurs part sticky kisses as he jerks them off faster, tightening the twist of his fist that flies over them.

Love you, baby, love you so much, want to fuck you and hear you just like this, Keith, that's it.

The crest of pleasure rattles Shiro from head to toe and he starts to tense where he's bracketing Keith in, broad shoulders locking. Keith tastes salty on his tongue. ]

Come for me, baby, let me feel you come, Keith ... You can do it, sweetheart, such a good boy for me, [ barely holding back his own orgasm, Shiro's palm rubs precome into their shafts as he pants into Keith's mouth, breath hitching, ] next time I'll fuck you so good, baby boy ...

[parakalein]

[ How can Keith say no to him when he gasps like that, sticky kisses and heated words tattooed into his skin, seared like a brand onto his heart as he clings to him, unable to help himself. He's wrapping tight around him, feeling the smooth jerk-slide of his cock against his, that large hand fisting both their dicks and the other curving over his ass.

There's nowhere to escape, nowhere else to run to, and he's a mess as he gasps and whines, losing himself in the clutch of pleasure and drowning in everything that Shiro so generously offers.

They're twined together, and he feels himself speeding towards an orgasm with a speed that should make him ashamed, but it doesn't; he's parting his mouth to steal another kiss, thrilled by his promise. He comes with a loud cry, overstimulated by those words and Shiro's skilled fingers, coming all over both their stomachs as he rocks up against his. ]

Shiro -- I -- ahhhhh --

[paladads]

[ Shiro coaxes Keith through his orgasm every step of the way, committing to memory every moment. He only loses himself when the slick glide in his fist becomes smoother with Keith's come, crying out Keith's name with a lack of restraint that fills the abandoned house with noise. Only when both of them are shivering, clinging to each other, does he wipe his hand on the wall before wrapping his arms around Keith to reel him in, keeping him safe in his embrace while the world slowly starts to turn again.

Shiro nuzzles a temple, kisses soft and light as he regains his breath. ]

You okay, sweetheart?

[parakalein]

I'm -- yeah. I'm okay.

[ Keith is panting, catching his breath as he slumps against Shiro, trusting him to hold him and keep him safe. He's pressing his face to his chest, barely registering the fact that Shiro's just wiped his hand on the wall. The hand that's pretty much full of jizz, right there on that wall. ]

Did you just -- ? Someone could move in someday.

[ And possibly just barely make out that handprint. ]

[paladads]

[ He lifts his head enough to look between Keith and the creamy smear on the wall, grinning unrepentantly in his warm afterglow. ]

Nobody's going to move into a house with a broken lock on the front door. [ Keith being cute and flustered has Shiro feeling so incredibly protective. ] Does it bother you that much?

[parakalein]

[ Keith thinks about that for a moment, looking from Shiro to the wall before a slow, lazy smile tugs at his mouth and he's reaching up to grasp the back of his neck, urging him in for a kiss. Oh, his cheeky, cheeky captain.

Keith's settling in, basking in the happy afterglow of their orgasm and in no hurry to slip out of his strong grasp. ]

Not really. I kinda like it. So does this mean it'll be our secret spot from now on?

[paladads]

[ He practically purrs out a reply when his undercut is grasped, lapsing into kisses so slow and smiley that it's almost not worth speaking. Shiro isn't done feeling playful, however. ]

Our very own garrison rooftop, huh?

[ He knows that's the unofficial makeout spot there, having used it himself broken up so many couples in the past as nightwatch supervisor in his youth. ]

[parakalein]

Garrison rooftop?

[ Keith asks blankly, because one thing about wilfully cutting everyone out is not knowing about the places to make out in -- missing out on the little things that make the Garrison life bearable. Keith had no friends; he'd pushed so many of them away, especially so in Shiro's absence.

He tilts his head briefly, curling his fingers in that delightful fade and stroking contentedly. ]

What's there?

[paladads]

That's the spot all the cadets choose for a romantic rendezvous, more often than not. I think we can get ourselves a better view of the stars though, if we wanted.

[ Dappling kisses all over Keith's face, a brow and cheek and the tip of his nose. ]

[parakalein]

Yeah...?

[ He nuzzles against him and then helps to tuck them both away, reluctantly moving to dress himself, and Shiro, too. He thinks about that possible spot in the Garrison, and he cups his face briefly. ]

All right, let's go up to the roof?

[ He means the roof, right? ]

[paladads]

We could ...

[ As shipshape as they can be, dressed once more for all the good it does when the room smells like sex, he takes Keith's hands in his and steps away from the wall to tug him forward, so that nothing holds Keith up but Shiro at his front as he gazes down. ]

But I was thinking, [ always making plans for them, ] once we get back home we could take Black out for a spin, just the two of us ... Maybe grab some food?

[ Watch out for his next kiss, it's the softest yet as he murmurs against Keith's lips. ]

Space picnic.

[parakalein]

Shiro...

[ Keith is warm and happy, wrapping an arm around his waist as he registers those plans -- Shiro, who's making plans for them both, who fills him with hope and makes him smile. ]

Yeah. And in the meantime, starlight picnic here? After we've dirtied up this place.

[paladads]

All the picnics, baby. All for you.

[ It's sappy and sweet how he kisses Keith with a conspiring smile, loving how he gets to gush with pet-names and not feel embarrassed about it. His best friend, his beloved, his future, all in one wonderful man that makes Shiro's bones turn to noodles with the force of his love.

He kisses him once more (always once more) and invites Keith to investigate their new secret retreat until they return home to warm blankets and cosy cuddles.

This is a kind of perfect peace that cannot last, Shiro fears. ]

[parakalein]

Tell me something I can do for you.

[ Keith says at last, as they're cuddling inside the warm blankets and Keith is feeling snoozy. This might not be the kind of peace that lasts forever, but Keith will savor it for as long as it takes.

He's sliding a hand under Shiro's shirt, resting it over his abs as he continues, quiet and thoughtful. ] You've always been the one to give me everything.