Tag: sheith
hold me down, keep me safe
(self care is writing porn for urself for ur birthday)
(sheith, car sex, bottom shiro, anal sex, anal fingering, oral sex, fluff, power play, dom/sub undertones. word count: 3116. ao3 link)
“Shh,” Keith whispers, pressing himself harder on Shiro’s clothed ass, covering his moaning mouth with a gloved hand. “You don’t want anyone to hear, do you?”
He doesn’t, but the thought of someone seeing him be absolutely ruined inside his own car leaves a pool of heat in his stomach. He’s pressed against the back seat, practically in Keith’s lap as he sits between Shiro’s spread legs. He clutches at the seat as Keith bites and sucks a mark on his neck, his other hand stroking Shiro’s cock taken out of his unzipped pants and underwear.
“Answer me, Shiro.” Keith’s hand twists at his head, and Shiro cries out, muffled by Keith’s hand. He shakes his head at Keith’s question frantically. He can feel Keith’s smile on his skin, nuzzling almost tenderly at his neck. He’s pretty sure the mark he left won’t be easily covered up by the Garrison uniform.
“You gotta be quiet for me, baby, or else I’ll have to find something to gag you with,” Keith admonishes, as if he doesn’t know that the thought of being gagged has Shiro choking down another moan. Maybe he’ll be louder later, see what Keith does to him. “You promise to be good?”
on sight | rated e – 9k – established relationship
It’s extremely common that people think Keith’s the more forward one in their relationship. Shiro does nothing to dispel this.
“This is the third time you’ve pulled me out of my day this week,” Keith points out. “It’s Tuesday.”
“Is it?” Shiro raises an eyebrow, before stepping back and assessing whether or not Keith’s fit to go back outside. Or so he says. Keith’s pretty sure Shiro’s fine sending Keith out into the world with the evidence of what they did written all over him. “Must be one of those weeks.”
The tablet beeps again. Keith’s not quite sure how he’s going to walk out of this office properly. He voices as much and Shiro laughs, offering to carry him out.
“Wait,” Keith says as Shiro’s about to make good on his promise. “What do you mean one of those weeks?”
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Chasing the Dragon – John_Hawkens – Voltron: Legendary Defender [Archive of Our Own]
Never Make a Deal with a Dragon
With his leads turning into dead ends and corpses, Detective Takashi Shirogane realizes that he has plunged into a violent conspiracy way over his head and that he is running out of time. If he ever wants to unravel the shadow games that plague his beloved city, he’s going to have to be willing to bend the rules and turn to strange bedfellows to prevent mutual destruction.
And none are stranger than the volatile and enigmatic Keith Kogane, sole heir to the Mafia family that has held an iron grip in the area since time immemorial. Shiro would much rather see the young crime lord behind bars than at his side, but desperate times call for desperate measures. Despite the detective’s best efforts, Keith seems to have taken a liking to him, something that has proved both useful as well as garnered him the ridicule of half the precinct. But despite his sarcastic wit and aloof nature, Keith is frighteningly clever and ruthlessly dangerous. Bargaining with him will meaning dancing with the devil and dealing with dragons. But if Shiro plays his cards right, perhaps he’ll take out two birds with one stone in the process of solving this mystery. It’s not like the younger Kogane means anything to him.
Right?
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It’s FINALLY UP!!! Chapter 1 of my Sheith Mafia AU writing inspired by the amazingly talented and kind @lightningstrikes-art ! (created and posted with their blessing) Check out their Mafia AU tag with their art and other amazing stories here.
After seeing their amazing Mafia AU art, I felt my muse strike and asked them if I could write for this. Months later, I finally pulled this together through all the craziness with work and the rest of that silly thing called life.
Chapter 2 is already almost finished and yes, there WILL BE SMUT. Just bear with me for a little setting up on the first chapter ;p
Also, I just wanted to add that I think the most common comment I received from folks who proofread this for me was “I want Keith to step on me too” and I think that is both hilarious and a high form of praise.
Enjoy!
Chasing the Dragon – John_Hawkens – Voltron: Legendary Defender [Archive of Our Own]
Hop Right Into My Heart
sheith | bunny & wolf au | part 5
“Rise and shine everyone!”
The sound of Shiro’s chipper voice rouses Keith from a deep sleep and he slowly reaches to rub crust from his eyes and ears. The night had been filled with Kuro apologizing for tearing and hurting his ear while Kuron glared at him from across the room. Keith hopes the new day will bring new friends and not new enemies.
“Good morning, Keith,” Shiro says in his warmest voice while offering a black t-shirt. “I washed your clothes for you so this should be all clean to wear into the city.”
“Are we going shopping today?” Keith asks and strips out of his nightshirt to pull on the new offered t-shirt. Shiro doesn’t respond and Keith looks up when he pops his head through. “Shiro?”
“Uh– did you say something?” Shiro asks, eyes glazed and cheeks slightly rosy.
“I said, are we going shopping today?” Keith repeats as he realizes Shiro’s so glassy because he had been without a shirt for a brief window of time. Suddenly, he feels a bit like prized meat.
Shiro shakes himself a bit to snap out of his reverie and nods with enthusiasm. “Yes, yes we are. It will be so much fun, especially since you’ve never been to the city before.”
“Is it big?” Keith asks even if the question feels a bit stupid.
“Yes. Very big.” Shiro hops over to wake Kuron and Kuro on their cot where Kuro is curled up beneath Kuron’s chin, his ears tickling under Kuron’s nose, while Kuron snores like a chainsaw. “Kuron, Kuro. Up and at ‘em! Omelets are on the table, Keith. Yours is on the end, I made it special for you.”
Keith feels his ears perk up and he jumps to go and see which omelet is his, sniffing the air until his nose lands him in front of the omelet on the end of the table and he feels his mouth salivate. Shiro had put real meat in the omelet. Not tofu. Steam coming off of the dish tells Keith it’s hot but it doesn’t stop him from tearing into the eggs, ham, cheese, and onions viciously.
“Does he not have table manners?” Kuron asks, voice gruff with the morning as he approaches slow, scratching at his stomach.
“No, and I guess that means you’ll just get along splendidly,” Shiro replies and sits to help himself. “Come on, Kuro. I made you a veggie omelet.”
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Lawless
sheith | wild west au | rated e | 8k | chp 1/?
@lightningstrikes-art made me watch Magnificent Seven and I fell pretty hard for Goody & Billy, and then Sa drew the cowboy Sheiths so here we are. If you haven’t seen the art this is based on, you can see it here
Watching Keith risk his life should have caused distress but Shiro can’t bring himself to wipe the smirk off of his lips so he turns his face to look out into the desert rather than watch Keith take out a fool. He’s been to enough one on one draws to know how things would play out. Keith would win and they would take home the money in a burlap sack.
Keith always wins.
“On my count,” the man announces and Shiro slides a flask out of his pocket to take a sip still trying to keep back a barking laugh. Anyone who thought they could draw faster than Keith was a fool and quickly learned their lesson. “One… two…. Three…”
The sound of guns going off finally make Shiro look, his eyes falling onto Keith where he stands confidently, legs spread in a calm stance. Keith hates guns but he bears one pistol, given as a gift by Shiro, mostly for contests and in an offhand chance he may need a gun in a tight spot. Shiro would never forgive himself if he let Keith enter a fight without at least one gun.
“Keith wins,” the man announces which only makes Keith’s opponent angry.
“No, no, no,” Keith’s opponent growls.
Keith is slowly walking over to where Shiro lounges on the fence, adjusting his belt and shirt as he does. Shiro tries not to stare. Keith rolls his eyes and shakes his head a little. Shiro isn’t able to keep the smirk off of his face this time and they share an amused glance at one another.
“For real this time,” the opponent snarls. “I can outdraw him any day.”
“Your funeral,” Shiro says and takes another drink while Keith returns to his spot. He watches Keith drop his gun and belt to the ground, leaving his weapons in the dust. The air tenses and Shiro is pretty sure he can see Keith’s opponent flinch and look worried – which he should be.
“On my count… One…. Two…. Three!”
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Ex Umbra: from shadow
sheith | spn au | chapter 1 | 2k
the partner fic for @lightningstrikes-art ‘s comic found here
Bone from a black cat, graveyard dirt, and a photograph buried in a box at the crossroads. Dirt under his fingernails the only remaining visual evidence of his current sin. The moon hides behind the clouds, not daring to shed light on the unholy deal about to take place on an October night. Shiro tries not to think too hard on the implications of summoning a crossroads demon.
The world stands still when the demon appears in a cloud of burgundy smoke. The demon seems young, barely in his twenties with a cigarette hanging from his mouth whilst he pats his jacket for a lighter. All for show, they both know the demons needs no man-made aide to light the cigarette. Shiro also knows the demon is older than his vessel looks.
Finally, the demon finds a silver Zippo and lights the end of the cigarette cherry red. The embers light up his eyes and Shiro watches them turn red, too.
“My favorite holy tax accountant,” the demon greets while blowing smoke over his shaggy black hair. Bags under his eyes betray his vessel’s youth.
“Akira,” Shiro greets tersely. A lowly crossroads demon. Shiro recognizes his ugly mug from across a few centuries. “New vessel?”
“It’s Keith, now,” Keith smiles wickedly in the dark, his eyes glowing with pleasure. “And isn’t he quite lovely?”
“Isn’t he a little young for you?”
Keith laughs, a sharp whip across Shiro’s resolve. “Is he not to your taste? I picked him up at a crossroads just like this one. Fool wanted more time on his contract but it was time to collect and his physique keeps me young.”
Shiro snorts and regards Keith’s many tattoos – the ones he can see – along with the long black hair and the multiple silver piercings. “Looks like you picked him up at a discount laundromat.” Shiro knows his joke doesn’t quite fit the situation but he also knows Keith appreciates his bad humor.
Keith laughs and steps closer until Shiro has to look down to see his eyes. “So, tell me Feathers, what can I do for you?”
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