Shiro (age: 37) X Keith (age; 32)
Steamy

Keith bit his lip, leaning against the bathroom doorframe as he watched Shiro fix his hair in the mirror, "You know, we're already kind of late, so another few minutes wouldn't mind..."

Shiro lifted an eyebrow, "What does that imply?"

Keith leaned in, resting his freshly shaved chin on his husband's shoulder, "It means, I'm horny."

Shiro blushed immediately, "Keith, our friends are waiting-"

"You mean drinking and singing white people music," he corrected.

Shiro rolled his eyes, "Okay, fine, just a few minutes..."

Keith smirked, taking Shiro's hand and bringing the older man to their bed. He laid down promptly, waiting for Shiro to crawl on top--he knew Shiro wouldn't want to have sex with him, but he at least wanted some hickeys and love bites down his chest. He unbuttoned his flannel shirt and revealed his bare skin, and Shiro licked his lips as he couldn't tear his eyes away.

"I'm all yours," Keith smiled. "Touch me."