Yes hello strange person on the internet I would like to request some SugarDaddy!Keith making an impromptu housecall to his SugarBaby!Shiro for some much needed stress release. Bonus points if Shiro's not home alone and they have to be quiet while they get sum fuk ;) Happy Birthday!
Enjoy my love <3
It had been a rough day; work came with its own stresses naturally but Keith had been stuck in three back to back conference calls with some of the neediest people he’d ever had the displeasure of working with. Anyone working in the same vicinity had seen the signs of Keith’s building stress; the finger tapping, his bored expression transitioning with each call to uncomfortable frown to glaring at the block of post-it notes with the obvious wish for them to set themselves on fire, to finally putting his head down on the desk as he fisted his dark hair in silent frustration. Kolivan was the one to finally set Keith free of the duty; apologizing to the client for the transfer before Regris was forced to take the call instead. “You need to learn to talk to the clients.” The CEO said, watching as Keith finally relaxed. “I talk to them plenty, over email.” Keith frowned, “You know Slav - he always has a thousand ideas he wants incorporated but -”“No excuses. Clients pay for the security software and it’s up to you to make sure it’s functioning properly and the way they want it to, to the best of your ability.” Kolivan interrupted, “and part of working with the clients includes taking their preference in conferences into account. Understood?” “Understood.” Keith said, knowing Kolivan’s tone meant this was no longer a discussion.Kolivan left after that, more than likely this reprimand was to appear again during the quarterly review, but Keith could worry about that later. Instead, he was focused on clearing his head before he had to come back the next morning and do this all again. Once Kolivan was out of view Keith sent a quick text, knowing exactly what he could do - or rather who he could do to relax. Shiro - perfect, attractive Shiro who had everything going for him, except a job apparently. Keith had known him growing up, but the man had gone into service and dropped off Keith’s radar for a long time until they’d ended up meeting at a bar again. One thing led to another and they had ended up in bed after a few drinks, and Shiro had drunkenly blabbered about his financial stresses now that he was going back to school with a time demanding major. It had been a joke originally, having Keith be Shiro’s sugar daddy, but after carefully evaluating the situation and the amount Shiro needed versus how often Keith got laid….well he was happy to make an exchange for some of Shiro’s time (and dick). Wednesday nights were a study night, usually, for Shiro, but two group mates had stopped by to work on a project. Shiro was usually pretty good about texting Keith back, but the project had been more involved than they thought, so he had completely missed the text from Keith alerting him the other was coming over. So it was surprising when Shiro answered the heavy knocks at the door to find Keith standing there with the grumpiest expression as he stepped into the apartment, “I need y-”Shiro quickly slapped a hand over his mouth, looking panicked as he threw a nod over his shoulder,, “You need the notes, I’m sorry, I should grab those.” He said loudly. Keith looked confused before he heard the chatter in the living room, realizing there were others here. It should have been more of a deterrent than it was, because Keith just stepped forward and nodded past Shiro towards the hallway where Shiro’s bedroom was. “Keith” Shiro hissed, “not now.”Keith’s voice was muffled behind his hand before Shiro dropped it, “I’ll be quick.” He whispered, taking Shiro’s hip in his hand and squeezing it.It took three seconds before Shiro sighed and nodded, his cheeks already flushing at the idea before he started back past the living room, “I need to grab something really fast, I’ll be right back.”The pair working in the living room didn’t seem too bothered as Keith stalked after Shiro to the room. If they found it odd Keith was still in his office-wear they said nothing, just simple uh-huhs of confirmation as they typed. Hopefully, they stayed ignorant of what was really happening in the room; within minutes Keith had his tie shoved in Shiro’s mouth and his pants undone with the other bent over the bed. His belt was around Shiro’s wrists behind his back. Keith was left to admire briefly, the sight of Shiro’s firm ass as he bent over the bed, Keith’s fingers rubbing soothingly over his hips as he shoved the man’s pants and briefs past his thighs. “You look so good like this Takashi.” Keith whispered before leaning to the side to grab the bottle of lube in the nightstand.His fingers were slicked with the substance, only having a few moments to hastily prep Shiro before Keith used the remaining lube to grease his cock up. It was a good thing Shiro was gagged since Keith wasn’t sure the other could have been quiet. He slid in part way eliciting a muffled groan from Shiro, his body tensing at the intrusion, but the older man was wiggling a few seconds later, trying to get Keith to push further in. “Good, baby.” Keith said, smoothing his hands over Shiro’s hips as he pushed himself the rest of the way in, his eyes shutting tight as he held back a moan at the tight feeling around his cock. A small noise from Shiro and a press back of his hip let Keith know to keep going, they didn’t have the time to stop and let each other adjust. With that, Keith pulled back and gave a quick snap back into Shiro, his eyes now open as he watched his lover’s back arch with the thrust in. Slowly Keith set a slow pace, though it didn’t stay slow for long. Shiro was breathing hard into the pillows, his fingers twitching behind his back, grabbing for anything. Grinning Keith reaching forward, taking Shiro’s hand with one of his as he thrust harder, the sounds of skin slapping skin filling the room. “Fuck.” Keith groaned, tightening his hold on Shiro’s hands, “Not gonna last like this baby.”Shiro whimpered behind the tie, his head nodding furiously before he dropped it back against the comforter, his hips desperately humping the edge of the mattress for friction. “Yeah, yeah, come on.” Keith encouraged softly, “come on baby.” His free hand slipped around to cup Shiro’s erection, his thrusts shallower with this angle but Shiro didn’t seem to mind. The older man was rutting against Keith’s hand, a high pitched whine escaping as his breathing picked up. He was close. “Shhhh.” Keith reminded, stroking Shiro once, twice...three times before the other was tensing, legs quivering as he came over Keith’s fingers and the grey bedspread, Keith following with his own silent gasp as he came inside Shiro. If the others hadn’t been here Keith would have liked to shower together and cuddled or something sweeter, but they were out of time. Keith pulled out and undid the belt before moving to get a washcloth to clean them off with. “Sorry if I interrupted your studying,” Keith said, smiling as Shiro pull the drooled on tie out of his mouth and panted. “Fucking hell, Keith.” Shiro said, shaking feeling back into his arms as he leaned up, “Think they know?”
The tie was used for good reason, but the two classmates in the living room were silent as Keith left empty-handed minutes later, his lack of tie and belt definitely noticed. There was a bonus deposit that night in Shiro’s bank account, making it hard for the older man to be too upset at the way his groupmates left minutes after Keith.
