Smut warning~
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"I am so, so sorry I didn't mean to perv, I- I'll leave now," he finishes his last sentence with a bit of hesitation in his voice but leaves an extremely flustered Keith standing, frozen still, in the downstairs bathroom...
Let's get this shit show on the road!
With the blanket now around him, Keith he headed out of the bathroom to the loungeroom, he sat down on the lounge. Lance then spoke up,
"I know this is probably a bad time to mention this but there is only one bed in this house."
"Oh, well as if this cursed witch could get any more creative!" Keith practically yelled.
"Hey, hey calm down I'll sleep on the lounge if you want me to," Lance said calmly.
At this Keith was shocked and....... Flustered? What? In the name of Cowtenec! Why did he feel like this?! 'Wait! Lance, Lance needs an answer... And to be quite honest I don't really want him to sleep downstairs, alone, unarmed and, to be completely honest, useless'
"Wait, um... L-lance please don't sleep on the lounge," Keith said... More like demanded.
Lance was taken back by this comment but kept his composter and his response soon followed. "Well I would be honerered to share a bed with such a beauty." The crimson red that claimed Keith's face was so beautiful by itself, but on Keith, this amount of beauty could only be found in the most spectacular and rarest dreams. This amount of beauty could literally kill a man.
Why do I want to kiss him?! Oh he is soooo hot right now, why do you have to be so sexy Lance?! What... What is that feeling? I- is- am I horny?! Keith thought frantically.
"Hey, Keith, it is getting pretty late you wanna go lie down?" Lance asked.
"Yes" Keith responded, a bit to early.
Of course, Lance noticed this and giggled a little bit "Come on then, Samurai." Lance said leaving to go upstairs, Keith not far behind him.
Lance led the way to the bedroom. Once inside he went to the end of the bed and jumped high only to flop down onto the bed.
(Fluff before smut)
Keith dropped the blanket he had wrapped around his body on the lounge, revealing the previously hidden red lingerie, Lance looked at the dip that he could feel in the bed and instantly regretted it because of the dirty thoughts that flooded his head.
Keith got to where Lances chest is, then plopped down, his back facing Lance. After a minute or two he got cold and started shivering.
Lance was staring at Keith's back, NO it was not creepy.... Maybe a little but he didn't care. Wait, is Keith
..... shivering? Ah, why must you be so stubborn?
"Keith?" Lance called for him.
"What," Lance replied grumpily.
"Can I spoon you?" Lance asked.
"WHAT!" Keith yelled out of surprise.
"Can I spoon you?" Lance asked again.
At this point Keith was thanking the heavens that Lance couldn't see his face. Well, I am cold and I would like the attention....
"Yes," Keith said.
At hearing this Lance grabbed Keith's hips, making Keith hold in the sudden urge to moan, and pulled him closer ; eventually spooning him.
Lance could smell the sweet sent of the smaller boy, the sweet scent was so enticing ; he wanted to kiss Keith's neck so badly. He had a light bulb moment, oh he was gonna make Keith so thirsty and not in the need for water way, in the need to be fucked way.
Why must you be a fucking idiot Lance? At least my stupidity matches yours to give you the chance to- MmmmMhhhMh!
Unknown: sshhhh you have said enough already.... Wtf you looking at huh?! Ohhh *looks at my uncontious body* she hasn't introduced me yet.... Aha haha... Ha. I guess you should go check out her 'questions for my followers' book if she doesn't introduce me in this one....
"Hey, Samurai, can I kiss your neck?" Lance whispered in a deep, erotic voice. He felt the smaller's breath catch and smirked to himself.
"I- I- um.... Yes" Keith said.
"Are you sure Samurai?" Lance asked rubbing Keith's thigh.
"A-aah~ yes, I'm sure." Keith moaned out at the sensation on his thigh.
"You sound so pretty little Samurai~" Lance praised Keith.
Lance pressed a small and gentle kiss on Keith's cheek, then another below that, then another and continued that pattern all the way down to Keith's jawline then paused.
"Laaaaance! Why did you stoop," Keith whined.
"Because I want you to beg," Lance teased.
"Tch," was the only reply Lance got.
"What?" Lance asked clearly confused at why his request was denied.
"The only thing I'll be begging for is for you to fuck me senseless," Keith said with all the sass and confidence the world could give a single being. (Aannd there is that chance i gave you, Lance, my dear boy.
Unknown: you should still be knocked out!
Yeah, ah, sorry but the supreme gayness that is my pure existence woke me up)
"Mmk I see you want to have some fun tonight Samurai ~" Lance purred into Keith's ear then kissed his jawline again. He placed another kiss just below the previous one, he continued to kiss and suck all over Keith's neck.
"Hey, Keith," Lance called for the smaller boy.
"Yes, Sharpshooter?" Keith answered
"Do you want to, you know, have sex?" Lance asked. At this point Lance could feel the rising pressure on his dick and he had known this since he saw Keith climbing onto the bed so he hadn't actually pressed his groind up against Keith, he hoped and prayed that Keith hadn't noticed this action. He was so, sooo wrong.
Instead of giving a response Keith rambed his ass on to Lances boner. Lances clothed cock hit Keith's ass hole making his back arch and let out and extremely load moan, almost a scream. "Fuck yes!" Keith let out.
"This is going to be the best night of our lives," Lance mumble to himself.
Keith grinded his ass up and down Lances erection.
"Hey, Samurai, do you me to play with your pussy?" Lance asked.
"Nn-nng~ yes" Keith grunted.
As Keith grinded against Lance, Lance slid his hand over Keith's thigh onto his inner thigh and up to his vagina. He rubbed two fingers along the fabric and Keith's slit.
"Aaah~" Keith let out another unholy moan. This only making Lance harder.
Lance put his fingers at the top of Keith's panties and Keith came to a stop.
"Can I?" Lance asked.
"Beg," Keith said.
"Mm~ can I pump my long, slim fingers in and out of your wet pussy like a jack hammer~ can i make you scream my name and make you curse from just fingering you?"
"You sound so hot when you talk dirty to me" Keith said turning around to face Lance.
'Oh dear lord please give me a break' Lance thought as lustful, indigo eyes stared into his lustful, ocean blue eyes. He felt small, loving hand carres the length of his arms then grip his biceps and then flip him.
The sight above him was only what he could find in a dream.
"Hey, babe, can you do me a favor?" Lance asked.
"Babe? And sure," Keith said.
"I like it but if you don't I won't can you it." Lance answered Keith's question then continued as he raised his finger to Keith's mouth. "Bite my finger please."
"I- um.... OK?" Keith did as asked and bit Lances finger, hard.
"Ow! Fuck," Lance yelled pulling back his finger.
"Sorry, hehe," Keith apologized awkwardly. "Um why did you want me to bite your finger?"
"So I knew this wasn't a dream," Lance explained.
"Knew what wasn't a dream?" Keith asked.
"So I knew that the gorgeous face, amazing body and beautiful person in front of me wasn't a figure of imagination and that you were real,"
Keith smiled at Lances word and bent her elbows so their noses touched.
"Can I kiss you," Keith asked.
"Yes" Lance said.
Keith turner his head and kissed Lance, then parting his lips deepening the kiss. Keith slid his hands down Lances chest to the hem of his shirt lifting it up, Lance helped in the process of removing his shirt. They broke the kiss and Keith asked if he could take Lances pants off and when he was given the all clear he ripped them off, his beast beginning to present itself.
"You said you wanted to finger my wet pussy like a jack hammer~" Keith said followed by an inquisitive "no?"
"Oh hell yes," was Lances reply. He flipped Keith and instantly pulled his panties off. He stroked his slit down once then up once. He pushed one finger into Keith. Keith let out a scream that was music to Lances ears. He began to pump them in and out of Keith, fast. Ungodly fast, he was serious when he said he would finger Keith like a jack hammer. He pushed in another finger in, using the the same ungodly speed as he did with only one finger. Keeping this pattern making Keith scream from the sensation. He added another finger, keeping his fast rythem, he started a sciccoring motion.
"Oh, fuck yes, fuck, fuck, FUCK ME!" Keith screamed and moaned.
Lance kept on fingering Keith, ignoring his previous words. Thinking they were just a moan.
"Lance! Stop," Keith said.
"What is the matter babe?" Lance asked.
"I said to fuck me. Not to keep on fingering me," Keith explained. At this Lance pulled his fingers out of Keith.
"Huh, I thought you were just screaming out in pleasure not actually asking for my dick," Lance said.
"Yeah well i want your dick so hurry up," Keith said getting impatient.
"What was that, that you said earlier?
'The only thing I'll be begging for is for you to fuck me senseless,'?"
"So what you are saying is i have to beg for something you asked for in the first place?" Keith questioned
"Yes" Lance said with a grin.
"Well before i can even begin asking for you to fuck me senseless, you have to take those peskey boxers off," Keith said staring at the piece of fabric as if he were trying to kill it with his eyes.
"Woah! Settle down tiger, also please don't stare at my crouch like you want to kill it," Lance said nervously.
"You know pillow talk is suppose to happen after the sex part," Keith said pouting.
"OK, OK i get it! You want sex. Just let me grab a condom," Lance said getting up. Before he could get any thurther than Keith's bust he felt something grip his wrist.
"Huh?" Lance questioned looking at Keith who was now seated.
"No need, i'm taking it the gay way as i don't naturally have a vagina. And yes before you ask the whole fingering thing felt weird, good, but weird," Keith explained. "Oh and i despise condoms."
"Okay sexy," Lance said crawling back up to Keith, he sat just infront of Keith. Lance lifted the smaller boy by his thighs and brought him on top of his own.
"Idiot, how are you going to take those stupid boxers off now? Hmm," Keith argued against the younger boys action.
"Just you wait, little Samurai. I'll show you how many ways I can have fun," Lance said so seductively that Keith felt like he was about to faint.
OK, OK, I know y'all are gonna kill me for ending this short but i wanted to give y'all something and i actually wanted to be organized so i set a deadline for myself.
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