Keith has a neighbor who is aparently a God in bed. He knows this...
Vel @ Miquella Defender@blackpalaladin
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Sep 04, 2025
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Keith has a neighbor who is aparently a God in bed.
He knows this because he shares a wall with said God's room and the guys he fucks are VERY vocal about how good he is.
Keith is torn between wanting to know what it's like and telling them to shut the fuck up so he can sleep.
He knows this because he shares a wall with said God's room and the guys he fucks are VERY vocal about how good he is.
Keith is torn between wanting to know what it's like and telling them to shut the fuck up so he can sleep.
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He does so one night, after working a double shift and crawling into his sheets, prepared to become a husk for the next 10 hours.
Keith stares up at his ceiling, teeth gnashing together as some rando screams 'Takashi' over and over again.
Keith stares up at his ceiling, teeth gnashing together as some rando screams 'Takashi' over and over again.
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He gives it another ten minutes, wondering what the fuck kind of stamina this dude has, before twisting around and slamming his first against the wall.
'Can you do that shit somewhere else? Some of have JOBS and need SLEEP. For fucks sake!'
'Can you do that shit somewhere else? Some of have JOBS and need SLEEP. For fucks sake!'
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And the creaking and slapping of the bed halts.
Then a low, sheepish, 'Oh, Uh, crap, sorry.'
It is then that Keith realizes he's never heard this 'Takashi' speak before.
Then a low, sheepish, 'Oh, Uh, crap, sorry.'
It is then that Keith realizes he's never heard this 'Takashi' speak before.
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The sounds cease for the night and Keith wraps himself up in a cocoon of blankets and passes out.
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He comes awake to the sound of knuckles on the wood of his front door.
Keith sits up, feeling like the inside of a cement mixer, and squints in the general direction of the front door.
'Go away!'
'Oh! Sorry. I wanted to apologize for last night - or uh this morning.'
Keith sits up, feeling like the inside of a cement mixer, and squints in the general direction of the front door.
'Go away!'
'Oh! Sorry. I wanted to apologize for last night - or uh this morning.'
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Curiosity is the only thing that gets Keith out of bed.
The guy is either really hot and the guys he's sleeping with are overcompensating with the vocals. Or he's ugly and really good in bed.
You can't have it both ways.
The guy is either really hot and the guys he's sleeping with are overcompensating with the vocals. Or he's ugly and really good in bed.
You can't have it both ways.
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He opens the door to the single most disappointing sight of his life.
The hottest man on the planet.
So, overcompensating, Keith thinks dejectedly.
The hottest man on the planet.
So, overcompensating, Keith thinks dejectedly.
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'Hey.'
'Hi.' Tall, broad and devastatingly gorgeous in a homey black sweater and sweatpants smiles, 'I'm Shiro.'
Not 'Takashi', maybe a nickname.
'Keith.'
'I brought apology cookies.' Shiro holds out a plate of plastic wrapped chocolate chip cookies.
'Hi.' Tall, broad and devastatingly gorgeous in a homey black sweater and sweatpants smiles, 'I'm Shiro.'
Not 'Takashi', maybe a nickname.
'Keith.'
'I brought apology cookies.' Shiro holds out a plate of plastic wrapped chocolate chip cookies.
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Keith lifts an eyebrow, 'Did you do this to your last neighbor? Have sex so loud you have to bake apology sweets?'
Shiro's face goes bright red, 'Maybe.'
Keith leans against the doorway, 'I'm glad your sex life is so - enthusiastic. But dude, I gotta sleep.'
Shiro's face goes bright red, 'Maybe.'
Keith leans against the doorway, 'I'm glad your sex life is so - enthusiastic. But dude, I gotta sleep.'
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Shiro thumbs at the plastic wrap, making it squeak, 'Sorry. They get a little loud sometimes. I don't know why.'
Keith knows.
Shiro is hot. Stupidly so. And if Keith has taken anything from life, it's that the fantasy of the hot ones is always better than the real deal.
Keith knows.
Shiro is hot. Stupidly so. And if Keith has taken anything from life, it's that the fantasy of the hot ones is always better than the real deal.
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'Apology accepted.' Keith takes the plate with one hand, 'I work nights. So, anywhere from 2 to 9, go to town.'
Shiro smiles again, 'I'll keep that in mind. Thanks, Keith.'
He twists around and returns to his apartment.
Shiro smiles again, 'I'll keep that in mind. Thanks, Keith.'
He twists around and returns to his apartment.
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Keith shuts the door to his own, shuffling into the kitchen.
He unwraps the cookies, pours a glass of milk.
He bites into one.
Sighs.
They're terrible.
He unwraps the cookies, pours a glass of milk.
He bites into one.
Sighs.
They're terrible.
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Shiro must take Keith's work schedule to heart, because the shrieking banshees trickle into nothing.
Keith gets a solid 8 hours of sleep.
Keith gets a solid 8 hours of sleep.
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What he also gets are plates of cookies. And Shiro's smile at the mailboxes in the lobby.
And enthusiastic waves and too tight shirts wet with sweat when Shiro pounds up the stairs after a run.
It's driving Keith insane.
And enthusiastic waves and too tight shirts wet with sweat when Shiro pounds up the stairs after a run.
It's driving Keith insane.
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He's starting to understand why the strange, stoic train of dudes in sweater vests and glasses keep taking Shiro for a spin.
He's sweet and buff and oozes sex apeal. He opens doors and always says hello and doesn't hesitate to lend a helping hand.
He's sweet and buff and oozes sex apeal. He opens doors and always says hello and doesn't hesitate to lend a helping hand.
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Keith hates it.
He also can't believe he's falling into the 'trap'.
The 'hot guy nice guy' who looks like he could pile drive you into seeing Alternate realities.
He's not curious.
He's NOT.
He also can't believe he's falling into the 'trap'.
The 'hot guy nice guy' who looks like he could pile drive you into seeing Alternate realities.
He's not curious.
He's NOT.
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Shiro continues to be infuriatingly beautiful and sweet.
He smells good enough to eat and can't bake to save his life.
He says Keith name like it means something profound.
Keith is only so strong.
He smells good enough to eat and can't bake to save his life.
He says Keith name like it means something profound.
Keith is only so strong.
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He gets a day off on a Tuesday.
He marches over to Shiro's apartment, plate still full of the last cookies, and knocks on the door.
Shiro answers looking freah from a shower, face breaking into a smile when he sees Keith.
'Hi, Keith!'
He marches over to Shiro's apartment, plate still full of the last cookies, and knocks on the door.
Shiro answers looking freah from a shower, face breaking into a smile when he sees Keith.
'Hi, Keith!'
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Keith scowls, 'Are you entertaining?'
Shiro's brow furrows, 'Entertain-.' He blinks, 'Oh! No. Why?'
'These cookies are terrible. I'm going to teach you how to bake them properly.'
Shiro blinks down at the cookies, 'Uh-.'
'But first - you're going to fuck me.'
Shiro's brow furrows, 'Entertain-.' He blinks, 'Oh! No. Why?'
'These cookies are terrible. I'm going to teach you how to bake them properly.'
Shiro blinks down at the cookies, 'Uh-.'
'But first - you're going to fuck me.'
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Shiro stares at him long enough that Keith wonders if maybe he came on a little too strong.
He's just about to retreat when Shiro takes the plate from his hands.
'You really made me bake six dozen cookies to get you over here.'
He's just about to retreat when Shiro takes the plate from his hands.
'You really made me bake six dozen cookies to get you over here.'
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Keith's hand stays in midair, 'What.'
Shiro backtracks a few steps to the doorway of the kitchen mirroring Keith's own. And dumps the whole plate into the trash can.
Like he knows they're disgusting.
Like he KNOWS -
Shiro backtracks a few steps to the doorway of the kitchen mirroring Keith's own. And dumps the whole plate into the trash can.
Like he knows they're disgusting.
Like he KNOWS -
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'You -.'
Shiro smiles. Innocent. Like a sunrise.
He walks back to the doorway.
His hand is big and warm as it curls around the back of Keith neck, lifting his hair, thumb pressing behind his ear.
'Coming?' Shiro squeezes once.
Keith whimpers and nods.
Shiro smiles. Innocent. Like a sunrise.
He walks back to the doorway.
His hand is big and warm as it curls around the back of Keith neck, lifting his hair, thumb pressing behind his ear.
'Coming?' Shiro squeezes once.
Keith whimpers and nods.
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Keith imagined a lot of scenarios when planning his approach.
This is not what he imagined.
This is not what he imagined.
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Not the filthy, toe curling kiss Shiro drags him into the moment they cross the threshold of his bedroom.
Nor the throaty growl when Keith gets a little weak kneed.
Shiro grips Keith's entire thigh in each hand and lifts him up.
Nor the throaty growl when Keith gets a little weak kneed.
Shiro grips Keith's entire thigh in each hand and lifts him up.
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They tumble into the bed.
Keith has never shed his clothes so fast in his life.
Shiro looms over him, grin knowing and hands confident as they drag Keith's pants down and off.
Keith has never shed his clothes so fast in his life.
Shiro looms over him, grin knowing and hands confident as they drag Keith's pants down and off.
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Shiro kisses him again. Slower. Deeper.
Keith keens into it, hands pawing at broad shoulders, wanting Shiro between his legs already.
Shiro chuckles and the sound goes right to his dick.
'Hands and knees, baby doll.'
Keith keens into it, hands pawing at broad shoulders, wanting Shiro between his legs already.
Shiro chuckles and the sound goes right to his dick.
'Hands and knees, baby doll.'
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Keith rolls over, a little too eagerly, but he doesn't care and Shiro doesn't say anything.
Instead, he gives Keith's right cheek a squeeze and proceeds to give Keith the greatest rim job of his life.
Instead, he gives Keith's right cheek a squeeze and proceeds to give Keith the greatest rim job of his life.
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It's slick and hot and Shiro groans like he's eating at a five star restaurant and Keith has to slap a hand over his mouth to keep from screaming.
It's insane.
Keith is pretty sure no one can be this good.
He's certain this could be the extent of Shiro's prowess.
It's insane.
Keith is pretty sure no one can be this good.
He's certain this could be the extent of Shiro's prowess.
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He's proven wrong about two minutes later when Shiro pops open a tube of lube and sinks the first finger inside.
He keeps a tight grip on Keith, twisting and pulling, smearing precum. The sounds are loud, squelching.
He adds two more fingers and Keith sobs.
He keeps a tight grip on Keith, twisting and pulling, smearing precum. The sounds are loud, squelching.
He adds two more fingers and Keith sobs.
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'You take me in so easily.' Shiro murmurs wonderously, 'You suck my fingers right in. You're going to look so good spread open for me.'
Keith bites the palm of his hand.
'Gorgeous.' He twists off at the tip, hands slick with the lube dripping down, 'Look at you.'
Keith bites the palm of his hand.
'Gorgeous.' He twists off at the tip, hands slick with the lube dripping down, 'Look at you.'
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Keith is angry.
Shiro never TALKS. There was never talking involved on Shiro's side.
'Shut - shut up -.' Keith hisses.
'Why?' Shiro asks, jabbing at his prostate, 'You're beautiful like this. I want you to know.'
Shiro never TALKS. There was never talking involved on Shiro's side.
'Shut - shut up -.' Keith hisses.
'Why?' Shiro asks, jabbing at his prostate, 'You're beautiful like this. I want you to know.'
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'I can't- I can't.' Keith whines, hips jerking into the palm of Shiro's hand, 'Stop talking.'
'Or what?' Shiro twists the four fingers burried inside him.
'Or what?' Shiro twists the four fingers burried inside him.
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Keith moans, thighs shaking, 'Or I'll come - please -.'
'Can you come more than once?'
Keith can't think, everything burns, 'I've never - I don't know -.'
'Oh. Oh sweetheart.' Shiro's voice is a growl, 'Let's see what we can do about that.'
'Can you come more than once?'
Keith can't think, everything burns, 'I've never - I don't know -.'
'Oh. Oh sweetheart.' Shiro's voice is a growl, 'Let's see what we can do about that.'
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Shiro doesn't disappoint.
He does something highly illegal with both hands at the same time and Keith shoves the sheets between his teeth as he screams through the orgasm.
He's left panting and wrung out and shocked.
'Ready for round two?' Shiro kisses his neck.
He does something highly illegal with both hands at the same time and Keith shoves the sheets between his teeth as he screams through the orgasm.
He's left panting and wrung out and shocked.
'Ready for round two?' Shiro kisses his neck.
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Keith nods, unsure what to even say.
Surely THAT was it.
Something had to give.
There's no way -
Surely THAT was it.
Something had to give.
There's no way -
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Keith's whole body blooms as Shiro pushes inside.
He's - He's-
'Huge.' Keith gasps, fingers clawing into the bedsheets, chest tight and dick already plumping back up.
He's - He's-
'Huge.' Keith gasps, fingers clawing into the bedsheets, chest tight and dick already plumping back up.
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Shiro mouths at his shoulder, 'Hnn. Knew you'd eat me up.' His fingers wrap completely around Keith's waist.
Oh.
Keith's eyes drag down his chest, to his belly, where the tips of Shiro's fingers touch. His thumbs dig into his spine.
'Oh.' Shiro croaks.
Oh.
Keith's eyes drag down his chest, to his belly, where the tips of Shiro's fingers touch. His thumbs dig into his spine.
'Oh.' Shiro croaks.
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The overwhelming pause doesn't last long.
Shiro squeezes both hands, pulls out, and slams back inside.
Keith shouts. Tries to grab a pillow to muffle what he knows comes next -
Shiro doesn't give me a chance.
Shiro squeezes both hands, pulls out, and slams back inside.
Keith shouts. Tries to grab a pillow to muffle what he knows comes next -
Shiro doesn't give me a chance.
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All Keith can do is enjoy the ride.
It's brutal and fast and demanding. The bed shudders back and forth, legs creaking, springs protesting.
Keith can't see.
He doesn't even know what he's saying.
It's brutal and fast and demanding. The bed shudders back and forth, legs creaking, springs protesting.
Keith can't see.
He doesn't even know what he's saying.
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Shiro's moaning, talking, 'Oh baby. You're so tight. Knew you'd be good.'
It's unnecessary, excessive -
'Shiro -.'
'You like it? Is it everything you thought it'd be?'
Keith just sobs.
It's unnecessary, excessive -
'Shiro -.'
'You like it? Is it everything you thought it'd be?'
Keith just sobs.
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All he can do is cry. Scream.
Shove back into each thrust and shudder when Shiro slaps his ass and murmurs, 'Good boy'.
He's going to come again. It burns to the point of pain.
Shove back into each thrust and shudder when Shiro slaps his ass and murmurs, 'Good boy'.
He's going to come again. It burns to the point of pain.
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His face is hot and his cheeks wet and he slaps his hand against the wall, begging, Shiro's name a gospel.
'Easy there, Keith. We wouldn't want to disturb the neighbors.' Shiro bites his ear.
'Fuck you.' Keith moans.
'Easy there, Keith. We wouldn't want to disturb the neighbors.' Shiro bites his ear.
'Fuck you.' Keith moans.
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'Maybe next time.' Shiro presses a kiss to Keith's tear stained cheek, puts a hand to the back of his neck, and fucks him to a screaming climax.
Keith goes blind for a few seconds.
Shiro's groan is loud, hips grinding and dragging Keith through the aftershocks.
Keith goes blind for a few seconds.
Shiro's groan is loud, hips grinding and dragging Keith through the aftershocks.
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Keith's chest heaves. His skin is sticky. His dick throbs.
His whole body shakes and shivers.
There's a new kind of burn behind his eyes now.
He swallows the tight lump in his throat.
His whole body shakes and shivers.
There's a new kind of burn behind his eyes now.
He swallows the tight lump in his throat.
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Shiro pulls out slow, hands gentle and petting.
Then, he peppers kisses down Keith's spine. A sigh and murmured praise accompanying eacy one.
'You were so good, baby doll.' He murmurs, 'Are you okay?'
Keith gives a wheezy whine.
Then, he peppers kisses down Keith's spine. A sigh and murmured praise accompanying eacy one.
'You were so good, baby doll.' He murmurs, 'Are you okay?'
Keith gives a wheezy whine.
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'You were so stubborn. So determined.' Shiro hums, still kissing, thumb brushing over Keith's swollen hole, 'But I like that about you.'
Keith needs to leave. Now. Before he does something stupid - like say he LIKES Shiro too.
Keith needs to leave. Now. Before he does something stupid - like say he LIKES Shiro too.
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'So.' Shiro gives him a lazy lick, kisses the rise of his ass, 'Can I take you on a date now or do I need to bake you more cookies first?'
Keith groans, 'Don't bake. Gross. I'll show you.'
He can feel Shiro smile, 'Maybe on our second date.'
Keith gives him a thumbs up.
Keith groans, 'Don't bake. Gross. I'll show you.'
He can feel Shiro smile, 'Maybe on our second date.'
Keith gives him a thumbs up.
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Fin
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