Together (Klance Oneshots)

Chapter 6 - The club ("Smut")

Author Note
     Sorry, I haven't updated in forever you guys. SAT is coming up and I was at the hospital a few days ago, I'm ok though and I'm back with another chapter. Sorry, it's so short, kind of hard to write smut in a public place.
     Love you all enjoy! ❤

⚠Warnings:
     - Smut, a teeny tinny bit. 
     - Alcohol
     - Cussing

Real World AU
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     Music pounding. So loud you can't hear anything.

     Lights flashing. Never on for more than a tic.

     Sweat and dancing. Limbs moving and covered.

     People drinking. No common sense holding you back anymore.

     The perfect club atmosphere. Desnudos was a club downtown that Lance visited every Friday. Everyone knew him, there were no exceptions. To go there was to know The Lance. Always at the center of the dance floor surrounded by people. That's currently where he was. Buzzed, hips swinging from side to side. His black dress shirt was unbuttoned to reveal his tanned toned body glistening with sweat. He was on the very verge of being drunk.

     "Lance take it easy" After what happened last time Pidge was worried that Lance would go overboard with the drinking and end up in the fountain. They had warned him earlier that if he ended up passing out on the flagpole for the 3rd time that month, they would not call the fire department... again.

     "Live a little Pidge" As usual Lance ignored them with a sassy comment and continued dancing. Letting his leash go just a little more.

     It was truly a sight to see. His lust-filled eyes and seductive dance moves had every girl tripping head over heels, even some of the boys. He didn't mind, of course, he could go either way but Lance always preferred to dance with guys. Looking over the crowd he spotted a redhead eying him and he winked at her, earning what looked to be a little giggle. His eyes started traveling over the rest of the crowd as his head tipped back and that's when he saw it.

     A shorter guy with dark raven hair, whom Lance has sworn he's seen before, was dancing like it was nobody's business. I know that mullet! I'd recognize it anywhere! Lance didn't really believe it, not until he saw his face.

     Keith.

     The pale boy noticed Lance at the same time and his movements paused. The realization set in and so did the lust-filled challenges in his eyes. His eyes were fully visible because his hair had been pulled up into a loose ponytail. Beautiful raven strands coming lose to frame his face with pieces that weren't long enough to stay tied up. Lance smirked when he saw the challenge, challenge accepted mullet. He made his way over to the Korean and outstretched his hand. Keith gladly excepted and spun around pulling Lance closer behind him. The Cuban leaned in mouth grazing Keith's ear. 

     "Didn't expect to find you hear mullet..." his voice low and husky caused Keith to move back into him.

     "I don't come often" Lance felt the vibration of his voice and entwined his fingers in Keith's, letting the small Korean take control of his hands. Gladly accepting the invitation Keith moved one of the smooth tanned hands down along his body and stopped. Lance's thumb found a nice home inside the low waistband of the Korean's pants.

     "That's going to change" The sensual growl in the Cuban's voice caused Keith's pants to grow just a little.

     "Oh?" His voice was breathless as his head leaned back to rest on the Cuban's shoulder.