klance

the holiday party

here's the one-shot for day two of 12 days of fluff! it's extra spicy if you guys know what i mean ;)

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   keith grabbed lance's hand and gripped it tight. "i hate parties." keith said, stopping at the front door of lance's friend shiro's house. it was quite a large house. keith wasn't particularly fond of parties, and lance knew that, but he thought this party would be something keith would enjoy.

   "my friend shiro is super cool. you'll probably see some of the people in your classes, keith." lance said. "even if you can't find anyone else to talk to, you have me." lance grabbed keith's face and kissed him for a few seconds. he didn't want to drag it on for too long because that could lead to things, and they where currently standing outside in the cold, where anyone could see them.

keith smiled at his lover and rang the door bell. immediately, and tall boy dressed in an ugly christmas sweater opened the door with a welcoming smile. his hair was black with a little puff at the top. "hey lance! i'm guessing you are keith?" he asked, motioning for them to come inside.

   "that's me." keith said, shaking the boy's hand. "i'm shiro." he said.

   "snacks are in the dining room which is to your left, and the bathroom is down this hall on the first right." shiro said pointing at the hallway to their right. "have fun guys!" and with that, he left and went to the living room where people were dancing and blasting music. not many people were eating in the dining room, so keith pulled lance over to get food.

"keith, you know eventually we have to go in there a dance, right?"

"yeah, but let's not think about that right now, let's just eat food." keith didn't like crowded spaces and he would do anything to avoid large groups of people. right when keith reached for a cookie, lance jerked him away and pulled him to the living room. they slithered their way through the people to find a small open space where they could dance. "come on keith! just move!"

keith calmed himself and started to move his feet in slow steps to the beat of the song. lance was dancing amazingly without even trying. he moved his hips and feet together, creating rhythm with his body.
he looked amazing.

keith was in a trance. he just wanted to kiss lance, right then. so he did.

keith grabbed the collar of lance's shirt and pulled him in, matching lance's lips to his. lance had stopped dancing to get closer to keith. he moved his hands to keith's waist, trying to pull him even closer. they moved their lips in and out, get deeper with every second their lips were together.

lance had an idea-- he pulled away from keith, who was very confused, and slightly hurt, because of this. lance took keith by the hand and went straight to the bathroom.

   lance shut the door behind them, desperate to continue their kiss. he held keith's face so he could control how close they were, and how deep they went. keith grabbed lance's waist, pulling the lower half of his lover closer to him.

   things started to get intense. keith had gone in with his tongue, and lance gladly accepted it. keith shoved lance against the wall, pushing his arms on the wall to the sides of lance. lance let go, tugging the hem of his shirt up and over his head. he grabbed keith's shirt and slipped it off of his torso. lance got in the bathtub and sat. keith knew what he wanted, and wasn't going leave him hanging. he got in too, kneeling as their lips collided again, and their intense kissing commenced. lance slid down, back against the bottom of the bathtub, and keith hovered slightly over him, kissing passionately and working his way closer to lance. their warm bodies touched, and keith started sucking on lance's neck. he worked his way down. collarbone. chest. stomach.

   "what the--" the door slammed open, pidge standing in the doorway looking as if they had just witnessed a murder. keith's head popped up to look at the intruder.

   "lance! when you have something planned, you should make sure you lock the door first!" keith groaned, getting off lance and grabbing his shirt off the floor. lance followed, rolling his eyes and grabbing his shirt too. they re-dressed themselves, and walked out the bathroom door bickering, leaving pidge there, still jaw hanging open.

   "let's finish this back at the apartment." was the last thing pidge heard before the front door slammed shut.