Cow-t 10. M2. NSFW.
Parole: 3045.
Prompt: Svezia.
Fandom: Voltron.
TAG: Marryed gay couple. Bondage. Power bottom. Rimming. Kitchen sex.
Keith was on fire that night. He pushed Shiro on the bed as he walked in their room. By now the clothes had been thrown far away. Lips were swollen by the kissing and their erections were throbbing and leaking.
They didn’t have to keep it down that night: the Atlas was on maintenance so they took the chance to have a second honeymoon, they didn’t felt like sightseen, they had to keep a good public image every time they were in public so they looked for a nice place, reserved and intimate, just for the two of them. That wish brought them to Sweden, they fell in love with the wooden chalet on the first sight and they didn’t regret it. I was lovely and romantic, just them, the fireplace and the wild nature. Since it was winter, the snow made everything even more fable-like. Not that they had the time to visit their home for the holiday.
As soon as they stepped in, Keith dragged Shiro in their bedroom leaving their luggage in the entrance and part of their clothes on the path.
He pushed Siro on the bed, hid dominant side showing. They didn’t have ‘roles’ in the bedroom, both of them being at ease in submitting as much as in domination. The BDSM had always been part of their sexual life, the problem was that with their busy schedule they didn’t always have time for a scene.
A situation that they planned to correct during the days in the chalet; only the snow as a witness of their exciting scenes.
Keith suddenly sprinted off the bed, and Shiro followed him with his unfocused eyes, with precum dripping all over his stomach and his head spinning like a planet. Keith had been working on his cock, edging him for a while now. The red paladin disappeared out of the door but he could hear his naked feet stomping on the wooden floor.
It was only a moment long rest then Keith was all over him once again, his hands full of rope.
The black paladin wonder for a second if stopping him. He usually enjoyed tying and being tied, but that night, he needed release, and he needed it badly. He needed to forget about his job, about formalities and public opinion. There was a time for making love, but it wasn’t that night.
In the end, he didn’t, he trusted Keith in giving him what he needed, it felt good to give up control and let someone else take all the decision for once.
So he lay on their bed,
Following the raven-haired man movements, Keith went for the diamond bond around his torso, he went the extra mile to had to smaller ropes on the sides of the big one to gave a more complex figure. It wasn’t restraining by itself but having Shiro wide chest restrained in this specific bondage tie it was Keith kink, sometimes he didn’t even bound his wrists, he just made him wore as some sort of lingerie.
But tonight Keith made clear he wasn’t going to move one hand.
He picked carefully the ropes mixing together black ones and red ones, as their signature colours. Then he made Shiro lay down to tie him to the bedpost. He slowed down kissing him before taking one of his wrist kiss it lightly then he slowly rolled the rope around it and he made a simple knot to the headboard. He repeated the same with the other wrist than with the legs.
Shiro squirmed when the red paladin opened his legs with a firm move. He never suspected he could enjoy submission this much before Keith.
Well, he didn’t suspected a lot of things before Keith to be fair, but they came a long way together and after all these years, he didn’t regret it one bit, he loved the other men by his dearest, to the mullet to the first little wrinkle it appeared on the corner of his mouth.
“You ready?” Said Keith smiling at him who now was laying arms spread-eagled, legs tied together, on their bed, comfortably restrained by both wrists and ankles, cock hard and twitching.
He loved it when Keith tied him down they had sex. It made him feel safe, secure and loved.
He pulled out a bottle of lube from the drawer and rubbed some on two fingers before reaching behind himself, Shiro smiled at the saw of his husband working himself open for his big dick. The sight had his cock twitching with interest. He poured some in the palm of his hand and slicked hid girth up before straddling on his hips and slowly impaling himself until he’s sat in the cradle of his hips.
He lifted himself pressing his hand on his chest to have some leverage, they eyes are locked as he slid down taking Shiro in his warm channel.
They are both too pent up to take it slowly and the pace built fast, their voices echoing in the wooden house, in the crescendo of their climaxes.
The rhythm was hard and fast, long strokes sending jolts of pleasure through Shiro’s body, and his cock began to spurt, covering the insides of his husband. Keith came in his hand collapsing on Shiro as they came down from their high.
Keith untied him caressing his skin, now crossed by rope marks, Shiro felt floaty under his husband care as he cleaned them.
He tugged him close as they fall asleep sated and happy.
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The morning found him kissing his way down Keith’s back. When he woke up his boyfriend was still deep in sleep, resting on his belly with the blanket hiding only partially his ass. Shiro loved his back, it was so sexy as he curved when he fucked him from behind. He lapped the small of his back before sliding the blanket off the bed to uncover his ass-globes. They were firm from the training and small enough to fit his hands. He could gladly spend hours playing with that ass.
-Maybe later- he thought with a smug grin as he pushed them apart enough to see Keith small entrance.
Licking his lips he lowered himself on his sleeping lover.
Keith came awake to a cool sensation in the general proximity of his ass, he could feel that wonderful tongue caressing his skin… and wanted more. He was aroused, God-know for how long Shiro had been at it. He shifted slightly, moving his legs further apart, and sticking his ass out slightly as an invitation. Shiro made an approving noise. “Good morning.” He said against his entrance.
The vibrations travelled up Keith’s spine like electricity. He spread Keith open a little further and began licking up and down, swirling his tongue across the small entrance to Keith’s body. The red paladin groaned and pushed back against him slightly. Shiro fluttered his tongue against Keith’s anus, tickling the sensitive nerve endings there with the light touch. Keith moaned and moaned again as Shiro’s tongue pressed slightly into him, seeking and withdrawing.
There were movements behind him then a lubed finger covered his entrance.
He gasped as that same finger, almost cold against his warm, reddened skin, pushed between his buttocks. Then with a single push, Shiro was inside him. He took a long time to open him, until Keith was a moaning mess, holding to his pillow and grinding against the mattress. Shiro helped him on his back and lifted his legs around his chest.
Then finally, after used a generous amount of lube on his big cock, he pushed it inside his husband. He fucked him slowly, lacking all of the roughness of the last evening, and Keith couldn’t do anything else but sighing and whimpering, legs curled around Shiro’s back.
After a while, Shiro flipped him to have a better angle and land that special spot inside of Keith which had him screaming.
Keith lost it, he had been on edge for too long, having his prostate pounded he came right away muffling his shrieks. His arms give out and he crashed in the pillow, his hands clawing the sheets, while Shiro keeps pounding into him chasing his orgasm.
“Shiro! Slow down. I just came.”
Shiro grunted and didn’t reply; he focused instead on pounding into Keith with long, hard strokes that made Keith curse and groan and whimper in pleasure and pain, his body squirming in overstimulation. It was so fucking hot; to be manhandled and forced to take it. He held dear for his life, his back arching as Rudy fucked into him relentlessly until suddenly Shiro was coming with a shout and a stream of strangled curses.
After a shower they went for a walk, the snow was so white that it was mesmerizing. The forest was beautiful and wild, they saw animals running free and water crystallized on the plants. It felt so magical being in nature after they spent such a long time surrounded by technology somewhere in the space.
After lunch, they were tiding up the kitchen when Keith slapped Shiro’s butt. The black paladin turned with a smile and pressed him against the nearest surface.
Keith liked it when Shiro pushed him against the wall like that, forcing him to submit, a thick thigh between Keith’s legs, and kissed him hard, all sloppy tongue and banging teeth. He lifted him from the floor, he always worked out and even if he wasn’t a youngster anymore his strength was more than enough to lift his thin husband. He sat him on the counter kissing him deeply. For a long time pressing his body against the cupboard with nowhere to escape.
He kissed him until Keith was clawing at his chest, begging for air before letting go of his lips to descend on his jaw. Keith laughed when Shiro pulled out lube from his back pocket as he was waiting for this to happen, but to be fair they weren’t new to kitchen sex.
Shiro tugged him closer to the edge of the counter after he fingered him open and he felt the thick head of his cock leaving sticky drops of pre-come as Shiro fumbled to find his soaked hole, Keith’s head snapped back, banging the cupboard behind him while he keened, his legs yanking Shiro closer, the tip of his cock pressed at his entrance. And Shiro pushed, putting his face against Keith’s neck and breathing his scent. He dipped his real fingers into Keith’s hair, holding him close until he was in, thick and hot and kind of painful but arousing. Keith moaning mouthing his ear, Shiro was weak there then he sucked a bruise on the Capitan neck as he started his pace. So pressed together Shiro didn’t have much room to move so he ended up leaning back after another kiss.
He hooked one of Keith’s legs over his shoulder, then the other around his back, and slid back in deep. Keith choked a cry. He is just destroyed, a thousand pieces when Shiro resume thrusting, panting in his ear like an animal, his normal composure completely gone. Keith just goes along for the ride letting his husband have total control.
Shiro, feeling his orgasm approaching close his good hand around Keith erection and he pumped it at the same time with his thrusts.
Their rhythm grows frantic and with a well-placed thrust of his hips into Keith’s prostate Shiro push him over the edge; Keith broke the kiss with a scream so loud, Shiro swore the cabin shook. Keith’s back arched and hips thrust down as he came all over his stomach and the brunets fist. Shiro grunt his orgasm torn from him. Fucked out they lay there kissing in the afterglow happy.
The afternoon his quiet, they snuggle on the couch with books and hot chocolate. Keith at some point fell asleep and droll on Shiro’s shoulder which couldn’t love him more. After one hour Keith woke up and Shiro sent him to shower to wake up a little. After the red paladin was gone he retrieved a document from a book. That was the real reason while he wanted to have this trip alone with Keith, he needed some time away from their frenetic life for this.
Shiro wasn’t going to panic. At all! His breath was fast and he was sweating but he refused to give out in panic.
He fought in the galra’s arena, he was the champion, he had been held captive by galras for two times and he helped in defying the alien’s invasion, or at least he helped.
Panic wasn’t his style.
But at that moment, sat on the couch in Sweden, with a glass of whiskey and a paper he was terrified.
He was waiting for Keith to get out of the bathroom. He had been meaning to have this conversation since the first day they arrived but he was so scared that he postponed it until now. But it was the last evening and he wasn’t going back before talk with Keith about the desire it tormented him for weeks.
“Oh – hey.” Said Keith. Shiro turned to find him standing in the doorway hesitant. He was wearing comfy clothes and his hair were still a little bit wet from the shower.
Shiro loved him so much.
But they had to have this talk.
“You okay?” Asked Keith coming closer.
“Yeah, but there is one thing I want to talk about.” He looked at the piece of paper.
He waited for Keith to sit on the couch with before holding out the document.
“Why don’t you read this first?” He said waited, there wasn’t much more he could do. The piece of paper hided Keith’s face so he couldn’t even read his face. But he noticed when Keith’s shoulders started to jump a little, was he…?
Keith launched himself forward landing on Shiro which caught him letting himself fall back. Keith was crying on his chest trambling a little.
“Oh, God! Please Keith, my love don’t cry. I want this thing but only if you want it too. I’m happy like we are and that’s all that matter.” He patted him on the head, dying inside. He valued Keith more than anything else in the world but he always thought that his husband wanted the same thing deep inside.
A punch on the sternum dragged him out of his mind.
“You idiot!” Siad Keith, his face strained with teras but his mouth bent in a smile. “Of course I wanted it, I just didn’t know how to bring it up!” He sat on his lap pushing his chest out in a funny way. “Hey Shiro, let’s take an army of children to make our own empire, what do you think?”
He was laughing but Shiro’s brain was buffering.
“An army?” He asked.
Keith froze.
“Well, I guess we can start with one ad then we see?”
“Keith, how many children do you want. Please, babe, I need to know.”
He sat caging the smaller man in his arms.
“I don’t know…” He answered slowly. “I grow up alone but I thought I would have liked having siblings…”
“How many?”
“Twelty…”
“Twelve? Or Twenty?” Shiro’s eyes were dark with love and desire.
“More?” Said Keith brushing his lips against Shiro’s.
“Right answer!” He kissed him pushing him down.
“I better breed you right away then.” He said predatory.
“I can’t…”
“I’m going to give a good damn try. Would you be good for me and let me pump you full with my seed? I can plug you, then fuck you again, until you take.”
This was new. Shiro didn’t take his eyes off from Keith. He wanted to be sure he was okay, but he didn’t find anything in his expression but desire.
“That is so hot. You can fuck me all night; just fill me up over and over until I’m wet and dripping with your come.” Said Keith, he became unbelievably dirty in bed and Shiro loved every second of it.
Keith tugged his shirt over his head, and Shiro took a long moment to appreciate his lean, attractive frame, remembering when he too was once thin and slender. As Shiro pulled Keith’s shorts down, tugging off his socks, and stripped of the rest of his own clothes they were both already hard.
“Gonna fuck you so god damn hard.” Shiro promised and Keith made an agreeing sound in his throat, rocking his hips up in a wordless request. Shiro mouthed at his neck, dragging his teeth gently across the skin, and Keith forgot all forms of language that he knew for a long moment.
When Shiro Brought up a hand to his mouth he lapped his fingers coating them, they were too restless to retrieve the lube. Breathing heavy sighs and low, light moans, Keith reaches for support while Shiro worked him open teasing repeatedly his prostate, his hand finding the back of the sofa, his other hand clawing Shiro’s shoulder to support.
He wanted it hard and fast, anxious to be one with his lover. He could feel his control begin to spiral away as the fingers met his relaxed entrance.
“What is this? Did you prepare yourself for me in the shower? You were so desperate to be breed?” Said Shiro licking his lips, and Keith’s ass throbbed as he sneaks closer, his hand curving around Keith’s waist then down to the back cupping his ass to lift it from the cushion. He slowly slid hin whispering obscenities about how hot Keith was going to be rounded with his pup.
Keith rolled his hips in response, starting fuck himself on Shiro’s shaft, the head fell back in a graceful arch, sustaining the elegance of the arch by bracing himself with both hands over his head.
It didn’t last long and in no time Keith was screaming sending his come flying over his body while Shiro emptied inside his body.
The lay there, spooning for a while, the fireplace keeping them warm as they talked about the future which looked bright as never before.
Outside the snow was falling, still the only witness of their love.