Klance | Oneshots

Bootyshorts // Stressed out Keith

Artist: Kanda3egle (I think :,))

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Now I want you all to know that this is a request with a little bit of ass grabbing as you may be able to tell from the title :))

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Keith Kogane, literally the easiest person to stress out; was sitting in his dorm room shuffling through a pile of messy papers- hoping to find his history notes. "What the hell, where could they of disappeared to!?" He yells while throwing the pile up into the air. "If I don't find those notes Mr. Coran is going to have my ass in detention for a week!" Through the anger Keith was letting out; he hadn't noticed, but he was slowly ripping the cuff of his pajama pants. "Fuckity fuckity fuck a fucking duck-" Keith mumbles with an aggravated tone. He frustratedly throws off his pants, but before he can rip them even more, his phone rings. He picks it up and tries to put away his angry and stressed voice when he hears Lance McClain's voice on the other end. "Hey Keith- so like, you know that I'm a few dorms down.. and um.. I heard some yelling- so I wanted to make sure that you were alright?" Keith sighs and tries to maintain his calm tone. "I'm fine Lance, just, um.. ya I'm totally fuck- freaking great!" Lance doesn't answer through the phone, but instead he walks down the hallway and bursts into Keith's room with open arms. "Hey Mullet, me being the best boy friend ever- I've decided that I want to give you a massage!" At that moment Keith turned around and that's when Lance realized that Keith was just in his boxers. He was wearing a sweater, but Lance wasn't paying attention to that. "Lance?" Keith spats out as the brunette flushes a deep red. "Right yeah I want to give you a massage- since you're so stressed out!" Keith looks at Lance for a few seconds before sitting down and putting a good chunk of his Mullet into a small bun. "Oh and- thanks Lance." He says with a small smile. Lance smiles in return and sits on Keith's bed behind him.

While Lance begins to give Keith the massage, he can't help but avoid looking down at his boyfriends beautiful ass. "I know I'm the one who's stressed, but are you alright Lance?" Keith asks while looking at the brunette. "I-I'm perfectly fine, really!" Lance says with a slight chuckle. Keith glares at Lance and sighs. "I regret this," he mumbles under his breath. "What- I thought that my massages were the best!?" Lance spats out while moving to Keith's side, getting one more glance of his red as fuck boxers. "It just seems like your mind is on something other than my shoulder massage. C'mon Lance, tell me what's going on?" Keith says while giving Lance a quick peck on his cheek. "Don't make me more stressed out than I already am." Lance watched as Keith moved closer to him, the black crop sweater showing most of his lower abdomen. "Have I ever told you that I love you- I mean I'm not trying to, it's just, Keith- your, um.. your ass looks fucking great!" He spats out as his face becomes a dark red. Keith quickly moves away from Lance, finally noticing through the stress and aggravation what exactly he was wearing. "I should've known.." he mumbles while rubbing his temples. Lance catches another glimpse of the hot red boxers as he stands up and walks over to Keith. "Listen I can't help it, you're just so hot-" the brunette coos while wrapping his arms around Keith. "You fucker." Keith growls. Lance lightly kisses the crook of his neck as Keith tries to hold back his smile. "I do know more than one way to relieve stress." Lance says while Keith shivers from feeling Lance's breath on his neck.

Lance and Keith then looked at each other, Lance's smile turned into a flirtatious smirk while Keith's stoic expression got worse. "Lance not right now. I have to find the notes Mr. Coran gave to us for the super fucking important test tomorrow!" Keith says while his stress level gets higher. "Hey hey hey, you can just look over my notes-" Lance says but Keith interrupts him by leaving the embrace. "I need the notes because Lance your notes- they're completely illegible." Lance's jaw drops to the ground as Keith shrugs. "Great way to be blunt. They say honesty is the best policy, but I don't believe that anymore." Lance says while placing his hands on his hips. Keith shakes his head and mumbles something to himself while crouching back onto the floor to begin searching through his papers once again. Lance kneels down next to him and takes another look at Keith's ass. "Lance if you want my stress level to go down, then please refrain from looking and grabbing my ass." Keith spats out while picking up some papers. "I feel like I'm being cock blocked by my own boyfriend. Never thought I'd see the day." Lance says while plopping onto his back so he's staring up at the ceiling. "Shut up you idiot," Keith says while flicking the brunettes forehead. "Pffft- I don't know what I did wrong. First I thought my massage was exquisite, then I thought that my notes were going to be good eno-" through his rambling Lance hadn't noticed, but Keith had been sitting on top of him, with a smile on his face. "Enough-" Keith bent over and kissed Lance, finally feeling relieved of his stress. "I found my notes." Keith says as Lance smiles. "Do you still want that massage?"

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I hope that you all enjoyed this requested one shot, also, if you want to request please feel free to!

Also this is the most lemon I will ever write in a one shot :)) this is for your safety- because if I ever write more, then my god, you'd cringe to death and so would I

Anyways I just wanted to apologize because this one shot is rlly short sorry 💙❤