The Spork Fic-----A Klance Smut

Spork+Blood=Lots of sin

One of you sinners requested blood. You ask and you shall receive. So imma just go with a whole vampire/blood kink for this chapter

(Make sure to comment requests. Remember, the weirder the better. Like literally anything. Just gimme a weird kink and I'll add sporks.)

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The crew returned from a mission...well everyone but Keith and Lance. They said to be 'stranded' on some planet. But in reality, we all know what's going down.

Even though Lance was beat up and bloodied from the previous mission, he still wanted to spork Keith.

The grassy plains waved in the wind almost like a vast green sea. And the tropical trees of the humid planet loomed over the ground and castes shadows that stretched for miles under the never ending heat.

A dark cave was where they went, in this cave, a crystal clear blue river trickled over the rocks.

"What if I spork you this time?" Keith said, taking the spork from his lovers hand.

"I'm fine with that." Lance smiled as he began to take off his armour. There were a few blood soaked spots in the fabric that Keith had noticed.

"Are you hurt?" He asked as Keith stripped down only to his underwear.

"I don't think so..." Lance removed his clothing and imbedded in his chest were a few cuts and scratches. "Hm. Well, look at that."

Keith walked over to Lance and began tracing his battle wounds. He collected a few drops of blood on his finger and licked it off.

"What, So you like that or something?" Lance jokingly asked.

"Yes, actually." Keith pressed his mouth to one of the cuts and sucked a bit of blood from it, leaving a hickey behind. "It's Like fine wine." Keith smiled. "Sit down." It was usually Lance who was exerting their dominance, but this time it was Keiths.

Lance had accidentally sat in the river, soaking him in the shallow water from waist down.

Keith straddled over Lances legs and kissed his lover tenderly. He kissed Lances neck and made his way down to his chest.

Keith sucked and bit at Lance as his mouth filled with a warm liquid that wasn't cum, it was blood.

"You're a god damn vampire, Keith." Lance said in in between breaths. The rushing water of the river easily cleaned off Keiths blood spotted hand as he continued to bite and suck on Lances neck.

Lance palmed Keiths INTENSE erection. (I guess blood really turns him on.)

"I want you to spork me." Lance said as Keith pulled away from nibbling at Lances flesh.

"Beg for it."

"Pleaseeee Keithhhhh." Lance whined.

"Call me daddy."

"Pleaseeeeee daddyyyyy~I want you to spork me till I can't walk. I want your THICC cock~" Lance cringed at what he just said, usually he was the one being called 'Daddy'.

Keith went to grab the spork and told Lance to stay put.

Lance was always top, but he's never bottomed before. This was a whole new experience for him. So Lance sat in the river, getting very impatient as to what would come next.

Keith returned and sat on his knees in front of Lance. He ran his pale hand along the waistband of Lances underwear and pulled the article of clothing down to his ankles.

"Have you ever gotten a blowjob?" Keith asked.

"Uh-no I have-"before actually being able to answer Keiths lips were already wrapped around his dick. "NoTttTAAAAHOLYSHIT." He threw his head back and covered his face with his forearm to hide his flushed face.

Keith bobbed his head up and down Lances length. He had a bit of a gag reflex though and died a bit.

Lance gripped onto Keiths raven hair as he began to move his hips and sync with Keiths movements.

"AhhHhhH god-" Lance moaned, still covering his face with one arm. Keith continued to shove a cock down his throat. "Keith-Keithhh, I'm-" Lance moaned.

Keith took the dick out of his mouth. "What did I tell you to call me?"

"Uh-Daddy."

"That is what you will call me when we fuck. Understand?"

"Y-yes daddy." Lance stared up at the man who had pulled him into a foreign feeling of submission.

"Perfect. Now because of that little slip up, I'm not letting you cum." Keith spoke in a tone that Lance had never heard before-it was deep, authoritative, and sexy.

"What? That's not fair!"

"It is perfectly fair. I make the rules, and you have to follow them."

"Since when?"

"Since now." Keith leaned in a whispered in Lances ear. "So be a good little slut, and obey me."