[Just watching him climax should be enough -- it's usually enough. It isn't like it's lost its appeal any either, but there he is, stiff and plugging Lance without even intending on holding out on him. He's quiet all the while, running his hands along Lance's side (smudging one a bit with come by accident, oopz) as he begins shifting, not entirely sure of his gameplan...
And then they've reversed positions; Keith's suddenly not sure about this. Whenever he's climaxed, he's not so ready for round two. Not immediately. It's just a theory, but his donger's gotta start feeling uncomfortable..and not only just because he's gone idle with the exception of Lance moving against him.]
Lance, no. [While nudging at a thigh.] I'll finish up on the outside.
[If that even...makes sense. Just because he hasn't climaxed doesn't mean his brain's not functioning at minimal capacity.]
i'm thrilled that they're finally having this problem
And then they've reversed positions; Keith's suddenly not sure about this. Whenever he's climaxed, he's not so ready for round two. Not immediately. It's just a theory, but his donger's gotta start feeling uncomfortable..and not only just because he's gone idle with the exception of Lance moving against him.]
Lance, no. [While nudging at a thigh.] I'll finish up on the outside.
[If that even...makes sense. Just because he hasn't climaxed doesn't mean his brain's not functioning at minimal capacity.]