Klance||one shots

Lipstick||steamy

Keith's POV

I sat on the floor in front of the large mirror, make up tubes and bottles coving the floor around me. My hair is tired up in a low pony tail and a clip pulling my bangs out of my face.
I cover my eye lashes in mascara.
I hear a slight knock on the door.
"Come in" I say assuming it was Shiro, but instead my tall boyfriend walked in, Lance McClain.
"Hey babe" he says as I see him walking forward in the mirror.
"Uhh.." I start pulling my hood up over my head trying to hide my makeup covered face and pushing my makeup in I small pile I could sit in front of "Hey" I continue nervously swivelling round.
"What up?" He smiles to me sitting down opposite me placing his hands on my thighs
"Er, nothing much, just sitting, you know?" I say awkwardly looking to the side
"Hey are you okay" Lance asked brushing the side of my face.
"Yeah, yeah, I'm fine" I say pulling his hand away, not wanting him to pull my hood off.
"Is there something up with your face, did some one hit you" Lance says with the most amount of concern in his voice "cause I swear to god I will hurt them"
"No, no one hurt me, I'm fine" I try to tell him holding his hand tight.
"Then the only other possible thing I can think of is you don't want to be with me, of corse you don't, I mean I new you would get sick of me" Lance begins to rant his anxiety becoming the best of him and coming to the worst possible conclusion.
"No Lance, I swear, I don't want to brake up with you. Your like awesome and amazing, and the reason I'm afraid to take this hood of is because I'm scared your going to brake up with me" I say to him pulling him close into a hug.
"Why would I do that, Keith, your the same person no matter what" he says to me his chin resting on my
shoulder.
"Okay fine" I say pulling away "just don't laugh" I pull my hood off so the shadows were no longer covering my face, my eyes meet his and I nervously smile.
"Woah" Lance says, his ocean blue eyes staring right at me.
"I'll stop wearing makeup if you don't like it, I understand, I mean" I begin to rabble worried I may loose Lance.
"You look so fucking hot" he said seductively pulling out the hair slide leaving my bangs to fall on my face, he pulls his hand up to my face and his lips touch mine.
I place my hands behind his neck, one fiddling with his hair.
Our lips dance together, enjoying the sweet touch, I've missing being able to make out with this boy.
I felt Lance place his hands on my hips and his fingers slipping into his belt loop, he was pulling forward on them.
His tongue slide across my bottom lip, asking for entrance, I slowly pull away, trying to be a bit of a tease when really I would take him right now.
"A little eager are we-" and I then look up at lance's face and burst out laughing.
The area around his lips were covered in red lip stick smears.
"What?" He asks nervously.
"Your mouth" I still continue laughing.
"Your mouth" Lance laughs back at me pointing at my mouth.
I turn round looking in the mirror, and I see my red lips stick speared all over my mouth.
"Lance" I wine "I put it on really nice this time"
I herd him shuffle towards me, so he was now sitting next to me.
And we both looked total idiots who don't know how to put lipstick on.
"You got it all over my face" Lance wins.
"That is not all over your face, this is all over your face" I smirk grabbing his chin and kissing the side of his face repeatedly.
He rolls his eyes, "Keith serious, I don't want red marks all over me" He sighs.
"You should of thought of that before you started kissing me" I say between kisses, moving down his face to his neck. "Look instant hicky" I laugh looking at the red marks down his neck.
"Keith" he wines "I don't want to face your brother like this on the way out"
"Calm down, I once did Matts makeup just for fun, I found Shiro and Matt asleep on the couch, purple lipstick every were," I smile placing both my hands on the side of Lance's face turning his head towards me. "Now kiss me"
He leaned in sliding his hands back to my waist again, but this time he slips his hands up my hoodie, and I feel his cold touch on my stomach.
I wrap my arms around him, them getting tangled in his jacket.
He pulls way, and I lean forward wanting more, but instead he pushes me back up against the wall, and places his hand on my upper thigh and leans back in to begin kissing me.
I begin to notice he's moving my legs slightly further apart and slots one of his legs between mine, and I grab onto his shirt and pull him closer, his kisses start to trail down my neck, I can't feel him begging to sick at a particular spot.
"Lance please, don't give me a hicky" I say out of breath as I pull on lance's t-shirt, and he doesn't stop, he continues to suck on an aera of skin. "Lance" I moan, wanting to rip this boys shirt off.
"Doesn't sound like you mind it" he smirks up at me, his mouth still covered in red lip stick smears, and I feel myself begin to chuckle.
But I try so hard, to keep it in so Lance and continue kissing me, but no.
I burst out laughing.
"Really, Keith" He rolls his eyes.
"Don't worry I'll fix it" I laugh un tangling myself from Lance getting up to walk to my desk.
I shuffle around trying to find my makeup wipes.
"Babe, your butt looks good" Lance says out of the blue, I feel my face heat up, as I find the wipes and walk back over to him.
"Uh, thanks?"
I pull one out of the packet and start to remove all the lipstick over my mouth.
"Your cute when your flustered" Lance smirks and I feel him staring right at my lips.
"Do you want to leave all this stuff on your face?" I ask seriously.
Lance shaking his head, "good" I smile, running the wipe up my neck, from all of Lance's kissing.
I feel Lance loop his fingers in my belt loops again.
"Keith" He wins, and I turn round, straddling him.
"You happy?" I ask
"Mostly" Lance smirks as I begin to remove his lipstick strains.
"Okay what else would you like me to do?" I whisper in his ear.
And at that I feel him grab the bottom of the hoodie and pull it right off.
Leaving me in my crop top.
"So you wear makeup and crop tops now?" Lance asks
I finished wiping the red makeup off Lance and wrap my arms around his neck.
"Their comfy" I shrug.
And Lance didn't particularly care for my answer all he wanted to do was kiss me and kiss me and kiss me.
And that he did, he kept pulling me closer and closer.
"Lan--ugg" I moan and he takes this opportunity to let his tongue explore my mouth.
I begin to play with the sides of his jacket slowly pulling it off his shoulder, we disconnect for air and I take this as a perfect opportunity to pull his shirt off.
Leaving a lanky, tanned shitless boy in my room, and I was not mad at it.
I went in for a kiss again and began to trail down my neck, and I begin to grind my now kinda large bulge against his.
He moves in sync with me and I trail my hands from his thighs to the waistband of his jeans, beginning to fiddle with his button and zipper.
Lance stops kissing my neck and looks me dead in the eyes.
"Do you want to have sex?" He asks not trying to beat around the bush,
"Fuck yes" I speak out of breath wanting the Cuban boy inside me.
He pulls of my crop top, exposing my pail chest, and runs he hands up and down it while still kissing me sweetly.
I continue to fiddle with his weight banod and finally undoing the button and pulling down the zipper.
I begin to slip then off him as he kisses my jawline. I play with the elastic on his under wear wanting them off of him so badly.
And then we hear foot steps, and I stop. I freeze and Lance soon realises and stars at me with panic, and be both realise we left the door open.
"Shit, shit, shit" I whisper finding my crop top and pulling it over my messy hair.
Lance pulls his jeans back up and searches for his shirt, I through him my hoodie.
"Wear that" I tell him as I turn round facing the mirror again and make a mess of my pile of makeup.
I feel Lance come sit behind me, wrapping his arms round my wrist.
And he is so close I can still feel his boner.
I shuffle through my makeup for eyeliner or mascara, and once I've found one I start to reply whats already on my face.
Lance fiddles with it all reading labels and questioning what the difference between this and that.
"Keith" I hear begin said from behind.
"Yeah, Shiro" I smile, turning round as well as possible with Lance hugging me.
"I'm going out with Matt, I probably won't be home till 12 and remember dads away so don't do anything stupid" Shiro lectures me
"Okay sure" I smile and he leaves the room closed the door.
"Sex?" Lance whispers in my ear
"Sex" I confirm pulling him to my bed.