Shklance/Lance is Screwed by two

Chapter 2

~Next Day

"God, I love Humans fashion taste but seriously why only limit it to one gender, this crop top looks amazing on me even if it is for girls, don't you agree, Cindy"

"Um...sir. you're holding up the line, will you just buy it already" the cashier said to me.

"Well fine Cindy, if that's how you feel I'll take my leave," I said as I slammed the money on the counter.

"People these days, can't even have a decent conversation without some rude remark" I mumbled.

-break- no longer Lance's P.O.V

Lance smiled to himself as he walked down the road. 

"It's so good to be free.....sort of" Lance said as he ducked into an alley was as some men in dark suits surveying the area.

"Damn...how do they keep finding me" Lance groaned as he looked at a broken mirror hidden behind a discard box of broken bottles. 

He was wearing the crop top he had bought from the store it what purple with neon blue writing in it "Cute as F*ck,"  with some tight ripped jeans the ride low on his hips giving enough space to show his tan abs though they're not as tan as they were 400 years ago. 

Smiled to himself, what mischief would he get into in this lifetime, Lance was gonna sugar coat it  he was old like before the dinosaurs old, okay maybe that doesn't count he was like the equivalent to a four year old when the dinosaurs were around and as mother always says you are only as old as the time you get your first name and Lance didn't get his first name until the 300 bc yes was alive before then but his family was going through some drama with his older brother being a major part of some war on a different planet, and as the saying goes "A family that parties together, stays together" 

They're all dead now, his five older brothers, two older sisters, three younger sisters and one younger brother, along with his mama and papa and his grandma. They're all dead. 

It was funny really, Astral daimonas are known for being nearly impossible to kill and here he was the only one left of a dead species. 

"Um sir.. are you alright" a low voice called out,  snapping Lance out of his thoughts, Lance turned to face the voice, to see a handsome man with olive skin and violet eyes 'that's rare' Lance thought to himself but the thing the was most distinctive of  the man would have to be the hideous black mullet on his head, but lance can work with this.

"Oh I am now. Name's Lance but can I call you an angel" Lance said sliding up to the man.

"No why would you call me that, my name's Keith" the man looked to lance like a confused puppy, really pulling at Lance's heart strings here.

"KEITH, KEI-" yet another low voice came from behind Keith and Lance as the two men turned to look at the entrance of the alleyway. 

Lance was shocked that forsure here comes yet another overly attractive member of the human species. With his buff body and grey eyes, pale skin, scars Lance loves him a man with a backstory. He had black hair with a white tuff but the thing that caught Lance's eye was his badass looking metal arm. God was this going to be a fun life to live.

"Shiro, hey sorry Babe, I just saw this dude staring at mirror like he was going to cry and couldn't leave him there" Keith said pecking Shiro on the cheek. PURRRRFECT Lance thought to himself now all he had to do was get them open to poly relationship or just a threesome he wasn't picky.

"Hi name's Lance. What's cooking, good looking" Lance said shooting out finger guns towards the larger man.

"Um name's Shiro and sorry but as you can see I'm already taken" 

"Oh don't worry, I don't mind."

"Wha.. what.. dude seriously flirting with my boyfriend" Keith said now finally understanding what's going on "I'm like right here!" Keith growled looking like was about to punch lance in the face.

"And who said I was flirting with just one of you" Lance said leaning in like he didn't see Keith's angry seeping off of him.

"Here, have my number if you ever in the mood to add some spice in your relationship, I know a cuban man that would love to fill the roll" Lance said putting a folded up piece of paper in Keith's front shirt pocket and patting his shirt, before walking past the two men and slapping Shiro on the ass before running off.

Keith turned to complain about the cute no! no! no! Keith, bad the annoying cuban man that had just given him his number, but stop short when he saw Shiro's face, he was completely red.

"Seriously Shiro!!"  Keith yelled whacking shiro on the chest and walking past him  

"What, he was cute." Shiro said after he seemed to have waken for him trance.

AUTHOR"S NOTE:

OKAY GUYS NOW I DIDN'T ACTUALLY NOTICE THIS UNTIL I STARTED WRITING PART THREE BUT I HAVE HOOKED ON SOME SMUT TO THIS RIGHT WELL I CAN'T WRITE SMUT BUT IF YOU WANT YOU CAN AND I"LL LINK YOU TO THE STORY OR SOMETHING BECAUSE I CAN'T DO IT. SO I'M PROBABLY GOING TO SKIP OVER IT OR SOMETHING. JSUT SAYING