Blessing in Disguise//Klance//

The Bar...kinda

Keith sighed as he unwillingly put on his leather jacket. It was late and he was tired and in the staff lounge with Lance. Lance glanced at him and raised his eyebrow,"What are you doing? We're done for that day." Keith groaned,"We have to go to the bar, remember? It's kinda required for a demon to get drunk." Lance coughed,"O-Oh...yeah." Keith sighed,"Let's just hurry, go in and out."

That's literally what they did. They went in, grabbed a drink, poured it in a nearby plant, and were fucking gone.

They roamed the streets, preferring to be with the other than some bar. Keith glanced at Lance,"So it's been quite a while since you moved here...how have you been finding so far?" Lance blushed,"Actually, I was nervous...I didn't know what to do or if I was gonna be treated the same way I was before or anything like that." He stopped moving and so did Keith. His voice became shy and quiet," Then I met you. You made me feel things I shouldn't be feeling. You changed me...in a good way. You mean...a lot to me." Keith stared at him hopelessly, the blood rushing to his cheeks and the most beautiful smile Lance had ever seen. Something bubbled in Keith's throat. Laughter, like it's just spilling out of him. Damn, was it wonderful seeing the smile and the beautiful sound coming out of his mouth. Keith grinned, full on grinned,"Are you sure it's not drinks you didn't drink talking?" Lance's hand brushed with his and he clasped their fingers together. His other hand reached up and cupped his cheek. He rested his forehead against Keith's,"No way. Every word is so so true.

Lance barely had time to breathe before Keith was pressing him against the cold walls of the dark, silent alleyway. Lance's eyes widened and then wistful, staring at Keith with those azure blue eyes. Keith's arms surrounded him, pinning him, until he reached his hand out to Lance and ran his fingers through his hair. His thumb dropped down and cradled his jaw. Lance's face was a deep red and his voice was dark and raspy with desire,"You're making a bad choice." His eyes closed and whimpered when he felt Keith kiss his neck lightly,"You should stop before you regret anything." But Lance's voice didn't want him to stop. God, Lance was practically screaming and begging Keith not to stop. Keith chuckled low and deep,"I'm a demon, I make bad choices." Keith pressed an even harder kiss to his collarbone. Lance breathed out,"Keith. Please, just-" Keith crashed his lips to Lance. Lance immediately kissed back, his lips moving against his. Lance breathed in and his knees almost gave out. The only thing Keith wanted to do was pour his emotions into the heated kiss, telling Lance how he made him feel and think, the instinct he felt that needed Lance in every-anyway possible. They pulled away from the kiss to breathe in the moment and Lance slotted their lips together again,"God, Keith." He tilted his head, sliding his tongue through their hot lips. Yes, Yes, Yes, Keith wants that. His hand drops and grabs Lance's hips pulling them closer, blurring the invisible lines between their bodies. Lance's heart roared in his chest, breaking away and connecting them together again, never stopping.

Lance bit his bottom lip, feeling Keith tremble. Or was that him? Their lips found each other at any possible moment, dragging across each other.He never thought he would feel thing, never thinking it possible to feel this amazing. Lance felt unwanted eyes on them. He lifted his hand and the familiar dark blue dust surrounded them and they were alone, leaving them to their sweet kisses and moments.

~To Be Continued