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Studies on the effects of adrenaline on arousal indicate that subjects report higher levels of attraction to those with whom they've experienced situations of raised levels of adrenaline. In this essay I will
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The Start of Something New by miniconsuffrage
Fandoms: Transformers: Beast Wars, Transformers - All Media Types
04 Nov 2018
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Growing up in a war zone isn't easy.
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Shiro makes him say it.
"I.. I'm..." Keiths lips are pink from biting, and Shiro's smile is half endeared, half aroused by Keith's hesitancy. His adorable embarrassment. "I'm a little boy," Keith says, then closes his eyes shut.
Shiro doesn't even move. Sits unfazed from his seat across the room. "And who's little boy are you?" He asks.
Keiths hands are behind his back, struggling to keep his gaze on Shiro and not on the ground. He feels like he's five all over again- But never before like this. "Daddy's." Keith almost gasps the word out, his face practically on fire. "I'm Daddy's Little Boy."
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Getting with Shiro is worth anything. Anything. So Keith is going to fake being the cliche with daddy issues - complete with stuffed animals, booty shorts, and an utter loss of dignity - until he makes it. Hopefully along the way he'll figure out why it feels like being Shiro's baby boy might just be the best thing that’s ever happened to him.
Keith has a moment where he wonders, somewhat blankly, how he bought this perfectly serviceable shirt and then promptly forgot its existence. Then he looks down. And remembers in a series of post traumatic flashbacks exactly why he’d blocked the shirt from his consciousness.
Namely, three words, in a font that isn’t comic sans but comes insultingly close to it, garnished with red glitter: Daddy’s Little Boy.
“Keith?” Very slowly, he turns to look at the closed door to his bedroom. “Keith, are you okay? I heard…” Probably some kind of vaguely strangled noise. But Shiro’s too nice to articulate that kind of thing. “Keith? If you don’t answer, I’m coming in.”
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