[Shit okay this is. New to him, he heard some stories about doing this kind of stuff at the Garrison. He's fine. This is fine. Thank the lions for predictive text so he can type one handed.]
[No actual words in the next message, just a photo taken askew down his front. He's lounging across the Black Lion's pilot seat with boxers down and half hard in his hand.]
[ Oh, no, he misses Keith even more. He's not going to do anything on the bridge; the last thing he needs is Iverson or Sam walking in on him jacking it, but on the small screen he can certainly appreciate what Keith's doing. ]
Black's letting you do that, huh? I can't be there, but you know how I'd do it for you. Get your hand wet and start stroking slowly for me.
[And he's a smartass. He could just do this as video, but if Shiro's on the bridge, he doesn't want to potentially ruin whatever good faith he has with that crew. ...But he could probably send it to Shiro to watch later. It'll be a long trip back to Earth after they finish relocation. He gets a sense from Black that she's not about to record this for him.
Shiro gets a quick snapshot of Keith's hand gripping almost at the head, chest high taking a deep breath.]
[ Shiro drinks the sight in eagerly, eyes tracing the line of his chest all the way down to where his cock peeks out between his fingers, swallowing harshly. ]
I miss you both. I know this isn't quite what we envisioned when all of this was over.
[And it's not like he can do that and get a picture for him, not without Black's help. She seems to begrudgingly acquiesce, as a minute or so later, there's a picture from a different angle. Full body, Keith squeezing his balls and arching up off the seat.]
[He's been bored, mostly just doing routine patrols around Earth's perimeter. There hasn't been much action since they took out Sendak's unit and Atlas went to do some recon.
One more picture comes through, Keith cleaned up and in a blank tank but looking relaxed.]
[ Oh, well, he'd meant covered in his own mess, but this is a different kind of nice, really. Shiro smiles at the screen and takes a photo himself, but he's sitting in his chair, shoulders square, legs crossed. ]
a little bit still wish you were here dont think black will let me do that again in the cockpit
[Shiro only crosses his legs for one reason and it has Keith grinning from ear to ear. He gives the armrest a little squeeze, some sentiment of thank you in his mind for helping him with that.]
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[What if Keith didn't say the words 'come back' and instead sent a partial selfie, starting to lift his shirt off and only in his boxers.]
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You're a menace, you know that? I'm sitting on the bridge right now.
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serious conversations with your partner while out in public
brave, captain
[Keith's definitely more brazen though. Another one, entirely shirtless and a hand resting on his waistband. He really does miss you, Shiro.]
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You're gorgeous, you know that? Are you gonna take care of yourself while I'm gone?
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Patience and focus, and all that. :)
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because ive kinda already started
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going with hands right now
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[ SHIRO STOP ]
Show me?
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Black's letting you do that, huh? I can't be there, but you know how I'd do it for you. Get your hand wet and start stroking slowly for me.
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[And he's a smartass. He could just do this as video, but if Shiro's on the bridge, he doesn't want to potentially ruin whatever good faith he has with that crew. ...But he could probably send it to Shiro to watch later. It'll be a long trip back to Earth after they finish relocation. He gets a sense from Black that she's not about to record this for him.
Shiro gets a quick snapshot of Keith's hand gripping almost at the head, chest high taking a deep breath.]
pretty sure blacks missed you too
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[ Shiro drinks the sight in eagerly, eyes tracing the line of his chest all the way down to where his cock peeks out between his fingers, swallowing harshly. ]
I miss you both. I know this isn't quite what we envisioned when all of this was over.
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make the best of it
[Another few minutes go by before another picture comes through, his hand squeezing a little tighter on his shaft with precum starting to bead.]
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[ Shiro wants to lean in and lick it off the tip, wants to slide his mouth over him and taste him, wants to do a thousand things he can't from afar. ]
Cup your balls for me and slide your thumb over the tip.
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[And it's not like he can do that and get a picture for him, not without Black's help. She seems to begrudgingly acquiesce, as a minute or so later, there's a picture from a different angle. Full body, Keith squeezing his balls and arching up off the seat.]
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You're being so good for me. I promise I'll make up for it when I'm back.
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But he does. Another picture, his front and hand covered in his own mess.]
you better
hard to do that and text
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Take care of yourself first, let me see you after.
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will do
[He's been bored, mostly just doing routine patrols around Earth's perimeter. There hasn't been much action since they took out Sendak's unit and Atlas went to do some recon.
One more picture comes through, Keith cleaned up and in a blank tank but looking relaxed.]
how long will relo take again?
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Back in a week. You feeling better?
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still wish you were here
dont think black will let me do that again in the cockpit
[Shiro only crosses his legs for one reason and it has Keith grinning from ear to ear. He gives the armrest a little squeeze, some sentiment of thank you in his mind for helping him with that.]
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I could just look at you for hours.
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