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He feels Lance's smile against his lips and knows it’s because he likes it when Keith tells him exactly what he wants, as if he isn't going to take whatever Lance gives him, as if literally the mere drag of Lance's fingers against his skin doesn't set him on fire.
They kiss slowly and lazily, matching his strokes on Keith's cock. But never less sensually, dragging their lips against each other. Keith kisses Lance's lower lip and drags his tongue over it lightly.
Lance hums.
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He expects something aggressive from Keith. A growl and a painful shove towards the door, a voice raised high in a ‘get the hell out of my room, Lance!’. A slap to the face. Or something.
What he doesn’t expect is this:
“Lance…” Keith breathes out, sounding even more uninhibited than he did through the wall between their rooms. Lance watches as the boy’s eyes flutter closed for a brief second before opening again, dark eyelashes fanning over his flushed cheeks. “C’mere… Please…”
Here’s the thing about Lance: he’s a people pleaser. Ever since he was little, he couldn’t turn down a single plea for help or a request from anyone that he liked in any capacity. He liked helping people, he liked being useful, he liked doing things for others.
Here’s another thing about Lance: he’s hopelessly in love with Keith.
So, when the boy his heart is yearning for is writhing on the bed and begging for Lance to come closer, he has no other choice but to obey.
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I give it up to you (I surrender) by little_bluestar
Fandoms: Voltron: Legendary Defender
20 Jul 2023
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There's a heatwave, and Keith and Lance have nothing to do.
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Lance has encountered many sights and situations since being appointed as a witch of the royal court. Allura as his teacher had made sure he was prepared for all sorts of spells and enchantments the royal family could ask for. But this was ridiculous.
"You want me to have sex with you?" Lance says, dropping all formalities as the Royal Prince stands before him, cheeks scarlet red, and mouth tugging up in a growl.
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- Part 3 of blue bird threads