Klance
Fuckin porno
Hard yaoi
Light bondage(I think)
Omegaverse bullshit
Take it, I wanna fucking sleep
Work for an Alpha like Lance was exhausting. Being CEO of such a large firm really took its toll on him and his precious omega.
He says precious.
What he really means is his fiery, angry, jerk of an omega that can't cook very well, but is pretty decent at cleaning and has the fucking best heats.
Lance is honestly surprised Keith hasn't tried to leave him yet with how often he's gone. Lance has missed more than one heat because of his job.
Keith complains constantly about the job, and Lance is sure he's going to get another earful the moment he turns the door knob to their lovely, homey condo.
The Alpha sighs, tired and not looking forward to the lecture he's about to get for being gone another week on another business trip.
Once unlocked, the door is pushed open.
He blinks once.
Twice.
Nothing.
"Keith?" Lance steps in, closing the door. "Sweetheart?" He sets the keys on the coffee table after locking the door, then sets his suit coat aside. Lance toes off his shoes and socks as he sniffs and looks around. "Keith, are you home?"
Lance loosens his tie, leaving his suitcase by the couch. "Keith, baby, where are you?" He unbuttoned the top two buttons of his dress shirt and rolls his sleeves up to his elbows. "Keith?"
A low sigh filters through his nose as his shoulders sag and his head lowers. Lance grabbed a glass and filled it with ice and water.
He knew it would happen eventu-
Lance blinked, raising his head. He sniffed, then melted at the faint, familiar smell. A low groan vibrated in the back of his throat, slowly replaced by a growl as he followed the scent and it became stronger.
Lance opened the bedroom door, unexpectant of the wave of sex and heat washing over him. Moans and gasps and whimpers came from the rustling sheets. Lance's eyes rolled, slacks already tight.
A lazy smirk curled Lance's lips as he shut the door behind him. "Oh, Keith..." Lance sighed, stepping closer. "Baby..."
The omega whined, a shaky hand reaching up through the sheets and blankets. Lance skirted around the bed, setting his glass on the nightstand before taking the hand. "I'm sorry I'm so late, cariño."
"I n-ne-eed you..." Keith managed, peeking through the sheets. "S-so hot... So hot..."
"Alright, Keith. Sheets."
Keith struggled to shove the sheets aside as Lance unbuckled his belt and dropped his pants. He unbuttoned his shirt, shrugged it off, then set his tie on the nightstand. Lance's chest rumbled happily at the sight of his flushed, bare omega pleading for him.
Lance reached down between Keith's legs. "I made you wait much too long, sweetheart." He murmured, pulling the vibrator from inside Keith. Keith clenched and whimpered from a loss of filling.
"Don't worry. I'm here, now." Lance crawled onto the bed, kicking off his boxers. "I'll fill you up, just how you like."
Keith purred, reaching up to curl his fingers in Lance's hair. He tugged him down until Lance leaned down and stole Keith's plump, swollen lips.
The Alpha spread open Keith's slim legs, kneading his fingers into Keith's thighs. Keith arched, pulling Lance closer. "H-hot... So hot..." Keith whispered as their lips broke apart.
