Lance-centric
But Klance smut tho
But I can't really say it's a Klance
Have fun
Try not to want to kill me afterwards
Warning! suicidal themes!
It took Lance weeks to finally gather himself and confess to Keith. When Keith smiled and returned the confession, Lance was relieved and happy. A happiness he hasn't felt since he was on Earth.
They've been officially together for seven months now. Very few fights, very open about their relationship, and always telling each other everything. No secrets.
Well, that's what Lance thought. Lance told Keith everything.
He even told Keith that he had been diagnosed with severe depression.
So, everyday, when they'd wake or before falling asleep, Keith would cuddle Lance, kiss him all over his face, and murmur sweet nothing's that seemed small, but meant the universe to Lance.
Lance felt closer to his lion, felt closer to his teammates than ever. He felt needed, non-replaceable. He felt strong; like he could do anything.
His insecurities and depressing thoughts began to melt away at the back of his mind. He knew he'd one day return home to his family on Earth once the threat of an attack was completely dissipated.
Everything was finally coming together for Lance.
At least, he thought it was...
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Heat surrounded them, a fog of lust hung over them. The sheets tousled around and between them; tangled.
"Lance..." Keith breathed out, tilting his head back as Lance trailed kisses down his neck.
Lance had noticed a rift slowly beginning to form between them, so he wanted to do something special for Keith. The evening led them to Keith's room, clothes shedding from their skin.
Their hips ground together, Lance's hands gently caressing Keith's sweaty skin. "Ready?" He panted, raising himself to look down into Keith's eyes.
Keith nodded, fingers tangling in Lance's hair. He bit his lip, a low whine escaping as Lance began to push in. "Sh- a-ah! Lance!" Keith gasped, arching his back.
The blue paladin placed fluttering kisses over Keith's face and down his neck. "I'm sorry... I'm trying to be gentle." Lance whispered, shifting his hips forward just a little more. Keith tightened around Lance, breath shaking with occational whimpered, even when Lance was all the way inside. "There, Keith... Hey," Lance pressed his lips to Keith's, "I love you."
The red paladin panted, looking up at Lance. The haze in his eyes was dark as he smiled. "I love you, too..."
Lance smiled back, pressing his lips to Keith's forehead. He raised Keith's legs just slightly, then began to rock his hips. Keith whimpered, nails digging into Lance's back.
"F-faster!" Keith gasped, and Lance complied. "Harder!" Keith cried and Lance obeyed. Lance rocked Keith's hips in time with his own, searching for just the right spot. When Keith released a choked cry, he knew he found it. Lance sucked in a deep breath and slammed their hips together, hitting Keith's spot as good as he could.
Keith screamed, back arching and head tilting back. "Shiro!"
Lance froze up, cock still balls-deep inside Keith. Keith's chest heaved as he panted, eyes tightly shut. "Wh-why'd you... stop?" The red paladin managed as Lance slowly pushed himself up.
"'Shiro?'" He echoed as Keith looked up at him. "You're thinking about Shiro?"
Keith's eyes widened and he slapped a hand over his mouth. "Oh my God, Lance- no- its didn't mean anything-!" He yelped, but Lance pulled out. "Lance, wait-"
