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Shiro X !Chubby !Female Reader - Markings [NSFW]

"S-shiro!" Biting your plump lip in hopes of being a bit quieter, you looked up at the man who was currently giving you unimaginable pleasure at the moment. You both kept your gazes locked as he continued to hold your plush thighs down against the bed, licking your slick folds with vigor.

The hands holding your quivering thighs down, pressed harder into your soft skin that was littered with black and blue marks - marks that showed others that you were his.

Shiro was usually a gentle lover, always treating you like a queen in your own right. Soft kisses, long and deep thrusts. It was a beautiful, but this, this was rough and possessive and even through it was drastically different - you loved it. No, craved it.

He'd only get into these possessive tiffs if somebody got to close to you. Shiro always told you that you were his light, the thing that kept him grounded and he'd be damned if anybody tried to take you away even if it was one of the other paladins.

Of course, you knew Lance was just joking around, but to Shiro - that wasn't the case. The little pick up line Lance threw your way really got under Shiro's skin. He basically dragged you away from the blue paladin and straight to your shared room.

A harsh nip to your soft stomach snapped you out of your daydream. "S-shiro, Lance w-was only joking." Continuing to nip up your plush form, two of his fingers slid up and down your soaked folds - your back arching at the sensation.

Placing a gentle chaste kiss on your chubby cheek, he kept his lips ghosting over yours as he spoke. "Joking or not, you're mine (y/n) and only mine," Tracing one hand up the curves and dips of your body, he traced the curve of your neck that was littered with love marks. "and everyone will know that when they look at these tomorrow."

You could feel him hot and hard against your own flushed body and you knew that it would be a long night, but you intended to enjoy every second of it.

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Walking into the dining area with heat spreading across your face, you heard the conversations stop all together as you stomped around the table and sat yourself next to Pidge.

Shiro walked in after you and sat across from you, a sly smile on his face.

Everyone was looking between the both of you as you avoided eye contact with everyone all together.

"So, how many rounds?" Pidge asked this question, slurping a spoonful of goop. Snapping your head to the side, you gave the green paladin a scowl.

"At least you didn't have to hear it all night long..." Your head snapped to Keith as you wanted to wallow in your own embarrassment.

"All you have to do is look at (y/n)'s neck and all your questions will be answered. Right (y/n), that's a lot of marks there. Nice try trying to cover them up." Your face was as red as an apple as Lance piped up.

At that moment you swore to be the one to leave the marks and more, oh so many more on Shiro. Right now, you just had to get through breakfast without dying of first hand embarrassment.