#regression things

Kolivan sighed and readjusted the squirming little in his lap to lay against his chest. Keith had woken up from his midday nap not too long ago and was full of energy and wanted to play. Normally, the Galra wouldn’t mind and would stop whatever he was doing to play with him, but he was currently in a very important meeting. His office wasn’t little-proof either, so he couldn’t just let the boy play by himself.

“Koli!” Keith whined as he squirmed unhappily in his caregiver’s arms, trying to get his attention. “Wanna play.” He huffed, grimacing upward at the man’s face.

“In a minute.” Kolivan said patiently. Thankfully, he had already presented the information he was responsible for and was muted, so no one heard the little’s complaint. All he needed to do was listen to the rest of the meeting, which was easier said than done with a restless little in his lap.

The boy groaned in frustration and kicked his legs, barely missing the desk. “No!”

Kolivan slid his seat backwards to prevent the little from accidentally kicking something, but otherwise didn’t respond to his fussing. This caused Keith to groan even louder as he twisted in his caregiver’s arms.

Finally, the boy managed to free himself from Kolivan’s arms and got to his knees in the man’s lap, then grabbed his ears and tugged. The blade flinched slightly at the sudden pain, but let him entertain himself, if only so he would stop distracting the other people in the meeting (he’d already received a few curious glances.) Keith hummed happily to himself as he played with the Galra’s ears and sat still for a few blessed minutes, which was long enough for the meeting to adjourn.

The second the video chat closed, Kolivan snatched the boy up into his arms, curled his lips over his teeth, and playfully bit the little’s neck. Keith squealed and laughed at the ticklish feeling before trying to get away, but the man held onto him and kept gummy biting his neck.

“Koli! No!” The boy shouted through his giggles as he fruitlessly attempted to shove his caregiver’s head away.

Kolivan ignored the yelling and continued his assault, causing the boy to screech with laughter. Soon, the little was panting for breath, and the man pulled away to look at him. “You’re so impatient.” He scolded, though there wasn’t any weight to the statement.

Keith curled up in his arms to protect his neck and giggled breathlessly. “No.” He argued.

“No?” Kolivan asked with a reluctant smile.

“Yeah.” The boy nodded and grinned, before bravely pointing up at his caregiver. “Boring.”