Love Lance

Sweet Treat

Top- Keith
Bottom- Lance

Third Person POV

It was a regular day on board the ship. Everyone was occupied with their regular downtime activities. Pidge was somewhere toying with her gadgets, Allura was relaxing with the mice, Shiro was in the training hall with Keith and Coran. Well, he was being Coran. However, Hunk and Lance were up to something else entirely.

"Lance, are you sure this is a good idea?" Hunk hesiated.

"Relax Hunk" Lance grinned. "I know what I'm doing,"

They had just returned from a trip to the space mall, and Lance was excitedly unpacking a cute little bag. They had been to a very particular shop where Lance had purchased an aphrodisiac chocolate sweet. Lance was planning to give it to Keith. They had been dating a couple of months if you counted it in Earth time. They had been keeping it on the downlow, but Hunk knew.

"Don't worry, it's not like I'm forcing it, I'll ask. I just want to spice things up, " Lance smirked.

"But this is some alien thing, you have no idea what it's going to do - Keith is part alien, you know -" Hunk stuttered nervously, ever so cautious.

Lance snapped his head to Hunk with a judging look. Hunk held his hands up in defence. Keith's galran heritage was a touchy subject, and Lance eas very defensive of him, especially with how Allura reacted and treated him.

"I'm not judging, promise," he sighed. "Just what if Keith reacts dofferently because of it?"

"You do have a point," Lanfe sighed.

He was just trying to have a bit of fun, but Hunks comment did have him thinking about what could happen. He thought about what he could do, maybe have Coran look at it? Surely he would know. But then, did he want Coran knowing he had a sex chocolate? Specifically to use with Keith? How embarrassing.

"Well, maybe I could get Coran to- but that's embarrassing," he sighed.

"Yeah...that is true, buddy." Hunk sighed with him.

"If we need help, we have the med bay, I guess," Lance thought.

There was no way he was asking Pidge about it. It would mean revealing his relationship to Keith, and none of them were ready to have her on their backs.

"It will be fine, Keith might even say no," he assured himself.

"Fine, just be careful." Hunk warned him.

He helped Lance pack it up in a little box with a bow. He took it with him, nervous but excited at the same time. He approached the training room and peeked in through the glass doors to see only Keith was there now. He was darting across the floor, taking out bott after bott. Lance had to admit Keith was excellent at fighting, though he might not say it to his face.

He stepped into the room, hands behind his back. Keith looked over his shoulder briefly and smiled when he saw him. He ended the training sequence and headed over. He pushed his hair out of his face and wiped his forhead with a nearby towel.

"Hey, didn't exoect you here," Keith teased lightly.

"Well, here I am." Lance smiled.

Keith leaned over and pecked a litght kiss on to his lips before noticing Lance's hands were behind his back, and he smirked.

"What's that?" he hummed.

"What's, what?" Lance smirked.

Keith chuckled and tried to reach for it. Lance evaded and backed up. Keith had him against the wall and leaned in.