Sheith, Klance, Shance and Shklance One Shots

Keith's Subspace

Keith grumbled softly in his sleep. Feeling something continuously nudging up against his ass. He shifted a bit, feeling to large arms wrapped around his body. Right, he was in his partners bed. A Dom he had been continuously seeing. Someone who was surprisingly good at taming his rebellious and stubborn nature.

Keith hated being told what to do. But when it came to the man behind him, it's like his whole body would give in. It wasn't like Shiro took advantage of him. He'd praise Keith when he did well. Pet him, reward him, and give him the attention he so desperately craved. Which surprised almost everyone at the academy. Keith presented early with his secondary gender. He was a sub. It messed with his head. The last thing he wanted was some idiot doms telling him what to do. His natural stubbornness and resilience made it almost impossible to accept. Not that he ever reacted to commands in the first place. All of the teachers who were doms could never get him to behave or listen. His body was fighting his natural instincts, making him moody, angry, and violent. Not that he ever started the fights, but he was quick to retaliate, quick to anger.

Until he was placed to room with Shiro, it was like the beast was tamed. Keith calmed down. He was obedient most of the time, but most of all, he was actually making friends. Hell, he could even tolerate Lance's constant teasing and competitiveness. Their fights over who was 'the best' turned into healthy competition.

Keith gasped slightly as he felt a familiar shape grinding up against his thighs. His body shuddering at the motion of it. Already giving into his partner, he was soaked between his legs already. Dripping precum against his stomach and the bed, not to mention the mess of their 'playtime' from just hours ago. He whimpered as he felt Shiro's tip pressing up against his entrance.

"Shh, keep quiet, or I'll punish you." It was a quiet growl in his ear. Keith melted, covering his mouth with his hand. One hand cupped his chest, teasing his nipple as the other hand came down to his erect cock holding its base. It was second nature at this point, Shiro could line himself up so easily to Keith's eager hole. Then Shiro thrusted in, one quick thrust. Keith bit down on his hand stifling a moan as he clenched down on his partner's cock. Tears forming at the corners of his eyes as they rolled back in pleasure. Shiro began to thrust into him, deep and rough. Shaking Keith to his core, at the mercy of his Dom, quiet moans and whimpers slipped past his lips with each thrust. The hand on his chest moved up gently pushing his hand away, shoving to fingers in his mouth. "Suck." Shiro ordered. Keith complied sucking on his fingers eagerly, muffled moans now filling their room. "Good boy." Shiro cooed, making Keith's spine tingle and his mind go blank.

Keith mumbled around the fingers in his mouth, his eyes glazing over as pleasure overcame his body. Falling deep into his subspace, all of his instincts filled to the brim, threatening to spill over. Completely blissed out as Shiro fucked him, whispering praises in his ear. He'd cum twice already, happily being used by his Dom. He barely came to as Shiro's hips stuttered and his cock twitched inside him. Falling even deeper into his subspace at the prospect of Shiro cumming in him again. A low growl came from the man behind him, holding Keith still as he came inside him. Rutting his hips against Keith's ass.  Gentle kisses across the back of his neck followed. "Are you with me kitten?" Shiro said softly leaning over to see Keith's expression. His sub had a glazed look in his eyes, his face red, and his eyes watered, tears slipping down his face. Shiro smiled, knowing that it would take sometime for Keith to come back to him.

It was perhaps his favorite part of their 'playtime', it wasn't easy for Keith to slip into his subspace at first. He'd have this fiery glare in his eyes when Shiro gave him orders, it only urged Shiro to dominate him more. Though, he always made sure to properly reward and praise Keith when he did good. That's when he noticed Keith would slip into his subspace, outside of sex, when Keith was being taken care of or when he'd pet Keith. He'd have this beautiful look of comfort and bliss in his eyes. However he noticed during sex when Shiro was rough with him and kept him contained Keith would fall into his subspace and stay there. Shiro was proud of himself to be able to make Keith feel secure and safe enough to go into it. It made every dom instinct he had calm and soothe out, like he was being satisfied from the tip of hair down to his toes.

"Its alright kitten. I'll clean you up and get you comfy again. Then I'll ask again." He cooed as he slowly pulled out of Keith, making his lover whine in response. Shiro chuckled and carefully got out of bed, getting a towel and wetting it to gently clean Keith up.

Keith only came out of his subspace as Shiro wiped his cheeks and face. Blinking slowly, his vision finally focusing, Shiro's smile becoming clear in front of him. "There's my good kitten." Shiro smiled as he kissed his cheek. Keith hummed in delight, leaning into the affection. Aftercare may be his favorite part of sex, being praised and cared for so gently soothed his instincts to its core. "You were out for a long time, you okay?" He asked cupping Keith's cheek. Keith nodded smiling.

"Yes, it feels so good when you touch me like that. It makes my head feel fuzzy, like I drank too much. But in a good way." He replied, closing his eyes as he nuzzled into Shiro's hand. "It feels like I can touch the universe, even though I'm in my subspace. I can still feel you, like somehow our souls connect." He only opened his eyes when Shiro had no response. Part of Keith wondered if he had said something weird, if he had made Shiro uncomfortable. But the flushed red look on Shiro's face said otherwise.

"I want to get you something that says your mine!" He blurted out. Keith's eyes widened, his face turning completely red.

"W-what?" He squeaked. Shiro looked at him shocked, like he was shocked by his own words creating an awkward silence between the two of them. Shiro finally broke it, laughing heartily.

"Sorry, I didn't mean to yell..." he said with a soft chuckle. "I want to get you something that says you're my partner. It doesn't have to be flashy or anything I know that's not-" He said, his tone much calmer.

"I want a collar." Keith cut in, his face still red as he looked off to the side. "Or something like that." He muttered. Shiro blinked in surprise, he'd never expected Keith to be so bold and ask for a something like a collar.

"Okay. How about a necklace? Or a choker? I don't want you to get weird looks wearing a collar around your neck." Shiro said running his hand through Keith's hair.

"I don't care what other people think." Keith muttered looking up at Shiro. "I want to wear something that everyone can see I'm yours." He said cuddling up to Shiro, burying his face in his chest. Shiro smiled and nodded his head, he could feel whatever wavering anxiety he felt about claiming Keith dissolve into comfort.

"Okay, I understand. Why don't we settle for a choker? I'll wear something to match around my wrist." He suggested. He laughed softly at the nod against his chest, feeling Keith's grip around him tighten. "Choker it is then." Shiro confirmed.