2 Works by ramenifyouplease
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“So this is the coalition’s best,” Vrelav says derisively, inspecting Shiro. The Galra behind her snigger and mutter meanly. “Are you sure you weren’t tricked, human? Your comrades would be better off using you as a token of goodwill… We could find use for you, I think.”
The crowd erupts with laughter and cheers, shouting suggestions. Vrelav looks to Kolivan then, smirking lazily around sharp, sharp teeth. Shiro keeps his face still and blank, but the icy fear, the memories of the arena, skitter along every nerve in his body.
“What say you, Kolivan,” Vrelav says, sickly sweet, mocking, like she knows the answer.
There’s a hiss, a flurry of movement, and before any of the Blades can stop it, Keith breaks rank and presses the point of his blade to Vrelav’s throat.
“No,” Keith commands. His voice is more growl than sound, and Shiro can imagine fangs, viciously slitted pupils. “He’s mine.”
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Shiro has made his body a tool, and war has made it lethal - but still it yields so sweetly under Keith.
Alternately: Keith is bossy in the shower.