Uhhh y'all know those little photo booths well here's some of that shit.
Lance and Keith went to an arcade with Allura, Hunk, Pidge, and Shiro.
"Keith come take pictures."
"Cant we take them here?"
"No, we need the photo booth. We're doing 5 different strips I dont care." Lance snorts, dragging Keith to the photo booth.
Lance pulls Keith in and onto his lap, pulling the curtain shut.
"One for our eyes." Lance purrs, slipping the money into the machine.
"Lance we can't-"
"Course we can babe." Lance whispers, brushing Keith's hair away from his neck. Before it begins to count down Lance bites and licks at Keith's neck.
"Smile for the camera." Lance coos before slipping his hand up Keith's shirt to roll his thumb over one of Keith's nipples.
Keith's cheeks flush, bottom lip tugged between his teeth trying not to moan. The first picture snaps and gives them 30 seconds.
Lance tugs Keith's hair back, kissing him roughly. Tongue slipping into his mouth.
The picture snaps and Lance continues to kiss Keith until they both pull away panting, saliva coated lips connected by a string of it.
The last picture snaps and two identical strips print.
"Next~" Lance coos.
"Lance I cant-"
"Mm why not?"
"You'll get me hard." Keith whispers, cheeks flushed.
"Maybe that's the point." Lance teases.
"Laaance." Keith whines.
"Keeeith." Lance mocks him, making him turn around.
"C'mon straddle me." Lance purrs.
Keith's face heats up as he straddles Lance's thighs. Whining when Lance's hands grab hold of his ass.
"When we get home I-I'm gonna-"
"Say cheese~" Lance coos as one hand slips up to yank Keith's head back by his hair.
Keith let's out a soft moan as the camera takes the photo. His scalp burned but it felt too good. Lance chuckles and pulls his hand away from Keith's hair.
"Lance.." Keith whimpers.
"What do you want me to suck you off for some of the pictures~?" Lance whispers.
Keith bites his bottom lip and nods.
Lance chuckles and kisses Keith before the picture snaps, forming his hand into a thumbs up behind Keith's back.
He then moves his hands back to Keith's ass, fingers massaging at the soft flesh.
"Lance." Keith huffs.
"Couple more pictures then meet me in the bathroom." Lance whispers.
They take a few more picture, a majority being sexual the other being soft kisses or heart eyes.
"Can't we just go home." Keith mumbles.
"Why. You want me to bend you over and fuck you raw?" Lance whispers, low.
Keith huffs, pouting slightly.
"Mmph~!" Keith moans when Lance grabs him around the throat.
"I asked you a question, slut." Lance growls.
